Kymberley had grown up too fast her parents had always said. Having developed at such a young age, she knew could use her looks to get ahead. Looking at her, one couldn't help but gaze into her sapphire blue eyes that seem to sparkle in the sunlight, mesmerized by her gaze. She had long flowing blonde curls. The curls accentuated some of her best facial features. The contrast from the golden curls brought attention to her sensual pouting pink lips. A man would look at those soft full lips and want to taste them, to nibble on them tenderly, to press his lips against hers in one of those kisses you feel for a lifetime. Her soft, strong cheekbones that seem to peak out from underneath the curls would leave you wanting to gently stroke the back of your hands across them. The curls perfectly outlined her slender neck.
Despite all that, Kymberley wanted to succeed with her talent and brains being what propelled her through life. She worked hard for what she wanted and would do what it took to get there. Sometimes, she took advantage of the beauty and charm to get her foot in the door. Then all she had to do from there was to tell them what she could do for their company and she had them every time.
That morning as she looked through her closet trying to decide what to wear, she kept thinking of what she would do to celebrate her new contract. She was so confident she was going to get it. Rifling through the skirts that hung in front of her, she picked out the black leather mini. Kymberley laughed as she thought about what the looks on those men's faces would be when she walked into the meeting dressed to kill in this outfit.
When she slid that black leather mini skirt over her slender thighs, she felt as though she was unstoppable in it. Selecting the red silk sleeveless blouse to compliment her skirt was the right choice. As she slid it over her and then slid her sleek arms into the blouse, she wondered if showing this much cleavage was a good idea. Reaching for her red leather heels and slipping her bare feet into them, she reconsidered wearing the stockings. Glancing at her silky tanned legs, she knew she could pull of this outfit without any stockings to hide their glow. She slid her hands over the leather skirt and lifted it just a little higher on her creamy smooth thighs.
Standing in front of the mirror taking one last look, Kymberley twirled slowly around. Her eyes moved up her trim waist running her hands over her full hips, and stopped at her firm breasts. Yes this blouse definitely showed off just the right amount of cleavage, and allowed anyone interested, to see how the soft curves of her voluptuous breasts were. She loved the way the men would stare at her wanting to be the lucky one that would get to touch them and the way their women would glare at her because theirs began sagging after the kids were born.
Kymberley grabbed her purse as she left her bedroom, stopping into her office that was an addition of the side of her house; she smiled as she went over in her mind, what her plan of attack would be. Stepping up into her truck, she thought of how many heads she would turn when she pulled up to the office and stepped out the truck. She laughed when she pictured the scene from Basic Instinct, where Sharon had uncrossed and re-crossed her legs while being questioned by the police. Picturing herself flashing just a little bit of her blonde mound of thick curls as she stepped out, she wondered for a brief instance, should she have worn that thong after all. No, she did not want any panty lines ruining her look; the choice to go natural was the right one.
Kymberley walked out of the meeting that morning with the property Management Company knowing that the contract was as good as signed, sealed, and delivered. The men who worked in this business couldn't seem to resist her charms she thought to herself. Or maybe they just could not think straight to tell her no when she walked into the office. She was strong willed and went after what she wanted with the intention of winning always. Kymberley knew that when it came to business, any female in a man's world had to play hard ball. She had learned that from watching her father all those years she spent working for him at his construction company. She remembered how when she wanted something done by one of the foremen, it was as simple as turning on her southern charm and knocking them off guard.
Feeling so good about how it all went, she stopped on the way back home to pick up a bottle of wine. The kids were gone for the weekend and with only having a few things to work on back at the office, she would call it a week and take sometime to enjoy the peace and quiet of home. As she pulled into her driveway, her cell phone rang. She looked at the caller ID as she was answering it. It was about the contract.
"Hello, Kymberley Christian," she answered.
The voice on the other end was not one she recognized. He told her he had just received the copies of the contracts and would have them sent over this evening for her to look over. When she hung up, she really did have a reason to celebrate now. Sliding out of her candy apple red pickup, she walked to the door of the office. Remembering she needed a glass for the wine, she went in the house first, grabbed a crystal wineglass, and headed back out to her office door.
Kymberley walked in and kicked off her red heels watching as they flopped onto the plush silver carpet under the table that she kept in there for the kids to do their homework on. She smiled again. Not as cheerful as she thought she would that they would be gone for the weekend, but so looking forward to the break from all the plans they seem to make every weekend for her.
She walked over to her desk and sat down at her computer. She loved this DSL connection; just click and you are online. She went to check her email, hoping to find something worth reading and not the mindless dribble that seemed to fill her account everyday. While reading over some jokes and looking at a few pictures sent to her by some friends, she felt a little hungry. She went through the back door of the office and to the kitchen and made herself a sandwich.
When Kymberley walked back into her office, she was surprised to see that Steven was there. He asked how her meeting went. She told him how she won the bid on the contract. He was so pleased for her. Then he chuckled something about how it must have been that outfit she was wearing. Kymberley smiled. "Do you think it was the black leather mini skirt or the low cut red sleeveless silk blouse that did the trick?"
Steven laughed again, "Well Kym, I definitely think it was the total package as well as the presentation."
