It was already dark on that Friday evening when I arrived at the meeting with the prospective tenants, well after it had started. That had been my plan all along. As I emerged from the bank of elevators, I saw the group of four men who were gathered together at the far end of the yet-to-be completed office space. One man looked towards me as the sound of my stiletto boot heels clicking on the concrete floor gave away my presence. A smile crossed his face before he turned back towards the conversation. I strolled in an unhurried way towards the men.
"Has Alesander been able to provide you with the terms you were looking for, gentlemen?" The oldest man in the group put out his hand towards me to shake it.
"Miss Williams, everything looks very satisfactory. Mr. Ivanof has been most helpful." Given Alesander's short tenure with our real estate management group, I was pleased to hear that he had closed his first deal.
"Excellent. I'll have the legal group finish the paperwork and have it on your desk on Monday. Excuse me, gentlemen." I turned and walked towards the other side of the vast, empty floor, with its exposed steel beams and littered with dusty construction materials.
I could hear Alex extend his thanks as he walked the men to the elevators. I stood looking out of the high rise windows at the city lit up below.
Within a moment, I heard a low voice at my back. "You never said you were joining us tonight. You came here for me, didn't you?" The voice had a slight, but appealing Russian accent, and I could feel his breath on my neck. I didn't turn around. "No, but of course I wanted to drop in. I wanted to make sure you closed the deal."
"That's not all you came for. And," he lowered his voice, "you'll come again. I promise." A jolt of wetness surged through my pussy. This was exactly what I hoped, what I knew would happen.
He put his hands on my shoulders and gently turned me around to face him. He slid his fingers down to the top button of my trench coat and loosened it, and continued until they were all opened. The fabric of my coat parted to reveal a sheer blouse and short skirt, with knee-high leather boots. I had changed from my office outfit before arriving at the construction site, knowing that this encounter was likely.
I watched Alex's face as he silently undid my buttons. He was young, cocky and very good looking with angular Slavic features. A mop of dark hair constantly slid into his eyes, accentuating his youth.
"You've been watching me. I've seen that," he said. It was true. It was hard not to let my mind wander during interminable meetings we had to attend. Despite his classic wardrobe of button down shirts and khaki trousers, I could easily envision the outline of a nicely sculpted, hard body and what it would feel like pressed against me.
"Although you're my boss, I'm going give out the direction here this evening, do you understand?" I nodded and smiled slightly.
"Are you wet already?" My eyes opened in surprise at his directness, then I gasped out loud as he thrust his hand immediately up my skirt and slid his forefinger under the brief thong that barely covered my labia. He didn't linger there.
"Oh, you are. Very." He withdrew his finger and brought it to my lips. "Lick it," he commanded. I did, tasting the sweet, salty slickness.
The enormous bulge in his trousers was evident even the dim light. I brought my hand forward to cup it, but he immediately grabbed my wrist and pushed my arm back by my side.
"I'll let you know when I want you do to that. We're going over to the foreman's office. But I want you to take off your coat so I can watch you walk."
He took a step backwards. I slowly shrugged each shoulder out of my coat and let it slide inch by inch off my arms. He reached out and took it from me, looking me over from head to toe. The skirt was very short and hugged my hips, my blouse very sheer, with the strapless pushup bra visible underneath. The boots really added to the affect. He was breathing more heavily.
