Scott is in his office staring out the window. He's waiting on something. More like someone. His assistant Keysha. The beautiful yet older thick African-American woman he's been fantasying about for weeks. The 5'7" tall woman with curves that makes a man whimper like a puppy. Her hour glass figure causes a stirring in his body. Not only does she has an amazing body, but she's smart, hardworking, a great multi tasker and detail oriented. He needs a person like her. Especially with his job. Scott is a business consultant.
There she is! He watches as she walks towards the building. He always thought she was an exotic dancer. She has a seductive walk; strong, purposeful and very sexy. He asked her when they were at the company's holiday party. She told him she modeled most of her life. She grew tired of it and decided to go to college for accounting. She received her bachelor degree in the field. After years of working, now she's going for her masters.
He hears the faint sound of the ding of the elevator. She's almost at his office. He quickly sits at his desk and waits for her. Every morning she comes to his office with a cup of coffee and her notepad ready for today's task. The sounds of heels click clacking on the hardwood floors echoes. Her perfume floats into his office. The scent of Egyptian Musk invades his nostrils. She knocks!
"Come in," he announces.
"Good morning Scott," she greets warmly as she walks in holding his cup of coffee.
"Good morning Keysha. How are you today?"
She places the cup on his desk before answering.
"I'm good. I'm glad it's Friday. How about you?"
"Yeah, same here. Any plans?" he asks.
He stares at her attire. A soft blue button down V-neck top that shows a hint of cleavage. The top isn't tuck into her black tight pencil skirt. Instead, she wears a thin black belt that flounces her curves perfectly. The soft blue stiletto heels add to the sexiness.
"No plans this weekend. How about you?"
He shakes his head no as well. He has no plans either. He wishes he was spending the weekend with her. She walks to the chair in front of his desk and sits down. She crosses her legs and places the notepad on her lap. With a pen in her hand, she ready. He stares at her legs. Such silky smooth legs. How he wants to feel them on his shoulders while he-!
"Excuse me, Scott. Do you need me to takes notes for today's activities?" she asks breaking his concentration.
He blinks several times as he shakes his head slightly.
"I'm sorry. I have a lot of things on my mind," he admits.
"I bet you do," she murmurs.
He blushes as he heard what she said. He clears his throat and tells her the task for the day. She gets up from the chair and walks out. Scott bites his bottom lip as he watches her big ass jiggles with each step.
"Sexy creature," he says to himself.
As the day progresses, each contract is typed and ready to be ship to their destination. Lunch was taken and it's getting close to the end of the day. He hates when the day goes by fast. Usually, he tries to have lunch with her. It's a ploy! His way of spending quality time with her without it being obvious. Today he was very busy and missed lunch.
It's after 4pm when he gets a call from the latest client. The client needs his contract sooner than expected. Scott's heart starts racing. He hasn't start the contract yet. It's ten pages long. With quick thinking, he assures the client he'll receive the contract before midnight tonight. Pleased, the client ends the call. There's no way he can finish this ten-page contract by himself. He needs help! He knows the person who can help him too. He hops from his desk and looks for Keysha. She's at her cubicle finishing her work.
"Hey Keysha! I need your assistance," he says.
She looks up from her computer and stares at him. Such beautiful eyes, he thinks. He clears his throat.
"Would you mind working late with me tonight?" he asks.
"My client called saying he's going to need the contract before midnight tonight. Unfortunately, I didn't start it yet. I need your help with it as well as making copies for other clients. Please help me," he says as he clasps his hands together.
"As long as I'm getting pay overtime, I will," she answers.
"Of course, it's not a problem," he says.
"Alright, I'll stay. I have to call my sitter to let her know she's working late," she tells him as she picks up her phone.
"I'll give you a bonus too. Thank you so much for help."
He heads back to his office. As he closes the door, he places his back against it and smiles. We'll be alone in the building, he thinks. His cock grows as he thinks about what he wants to do her. He shakes his head as he begins to work.
Hours later, Scott and Keysha continues with the project. His fingers rapidly fly over the keys to his keyboard as he types the last statement in his document. He clicks the send button and he's done. Scott stands and stretches. He takes his suit jacket off and places it on his chair. He heads out his office to look for Keysha. He walks to her cubicle. She's not there. He heads to the copy room. As he gets closer, he hears the copier printing. He turns the corner and sees Keysha standing in front of it staring. Her arms are folded across her chest, but her arms are under her breasts. He stares at them as they sit higher. Then his eyes roam her body. The curviness of her body drives him crazy.
She unfolds her arms when the printer stops. It's making noises as a red light pops up. She curses silently as she tries to remove the jam paper. She opens the side door and pulls out several papers. She leans down to see if more paper is stuck inside the machine. As she does, her back arches slightly having her ass protrudes more. He bites his bottom lip to suppress his moan. With the last paper remove, she closes the door and the printer restarts the job. She sighs in relief.
