One late autumn evening, Kathy turned the swivel chair around to look out the big window from her boss's office. She could see how dark it had become; the days were getting shorter and shorter. The cool wind blew colourful leaves around haphazardly under the light of the streetlamps. Looking down at her watch, she saw that it was 7:30 P.M. She had been working with Richard, her boss, on this project for weeks now; tonight with a little luck they would finish.
Looking up at Richard, she heard him say, "Kathy, are you alright?"
She hadn't realized how long she had drifted off in her little daydream.
"Yes, Richard, I am fine. Thanks. Why do you ask?"
Richard grinned, "Only because I said I think we are finally done here and you never even blinked an eye! Here I thought you would be jumping up and down at not having to spend your evenings in the office."
"Sorry, Richard." she smiled at him, and a very lovely smile it was too. "I was just looking out the window thinking how quickly the days turn to dusk now."
Richard looked over at Kathy; he saw shiny hair that she always kept neatly pinned up into a french roll. Her large framed glasses seemed to hide her pretty face and eyes. Behind the lenses her eyes were big and brown; her face with skin an olive tone; the colour most women try to achieve with make up or tanning. Kathy wore a white blouse buttoned to her throat with long sleeves and a black skirt that came just above her knee. A watch on her left wrist was her only adornment. Richard suddenly realized that Kathy was really very pretty. Unconsciously, Richard knew she was lovely when he hired her, but he never really let those thoughts or feelings take flight.
Richard leaned back in his big chair and closed his eyes with a big contented sigh of a job well done. This time Kathy took the time to look her boss over without him being aware of it. He was really quite handsome, she thought, with his black hair and his beautiful brown eyes. Being of Italian blood, his skin always looked tanned even in the middle of winter. He had had a meeting with a client that morning, so he was still dressed in his white shirt and black and red striped tie. She knew that beneath the desk, if memory served, her wore black dress pants that fit him perfectly.
Richard opened his eyes to see Kathy looking at him as though she were studying every feature on his face. He smiled at her and she self consciously, smiled in return. Richard asked if she wanted something to eat now their day was finally done, it was long passed the dinner hour. Kathy said that would be great and got up to walk behind her boss's chair and stood at the window to look out again at the beautiful night. Richard rose from his chair and stood behind her. He looked at her from behind and saw a most delicious figure hidden beneath those clothes and as he breathed he realized that the air was scented with her familiar perfume. Richard inhaled deeply taking in as much of the fragrance into his lungs as he could. Kathy heard his intake of breath and turned around and was face to face with her boss.
Looking deep into his eyes, she was surprised to see the intensity of his gaze. Richard raised his hands to remove her glasses and she did not stop him. She just watched as he turned to place them on the desk. Kathy shivered in anticipation of what was to come because she certainly was not cold. Richard leaned forward and lightly kissed her lips. It was not a long kiss, nor a passionate one; just a kiss so he could taste her lips and to judge her reaction to his advances. This time she smiled at him and stepped closer into his arms kissing him back and with more passion this time. Her tongue slipped out from between her soft pink lips to delve deep into his waiting mouth. His strong arms went around her body to hold her close as he explored her mouth just as vigorously as she was exploring his.
As their kiss ended, Kathy placed her hands on Richard's warm chest and pushed him back until the backs of his knees hit his chair and he was forced to sit down. Placing both her hands on the arms of his chair she swiveled him side ways. Stepping back from her boss as he sat comfortably in his chair. She just smiled at the confusion wrinkling his brow. Raising her hands behind her head, she releases her hair from the pins confining it. Brunette curls cascaded down her shoulders as she rakes her fingers through it like a comb, trying to fix the probable disorder, but only succeeded in leaving it in seductive disarray.