Felicia closed her eyes willing the tension to ebb from her shoulders. She stretched her arms above her head causing her breasts to move against the silky fabric of her blouse. Her nipples instantly hardened sending a mild wave of pleasure to her crotch. She stood and bent over at the waist stretching out her firm thighs and full ass peaking around her legs to see if her partner, Mitch Succi was watching from his office. She smiled to herself as she watched his hand disappear to his crotch and adjust his pants. She played the innocent and stood back up adjusting her blazer. Her office intercom buzzed.
"Miss Henshaw, Mr. Gevit would like to see you in his office." Her secretary informed her.
"I'm sure he would." Felicia grimaced and re-buttoned her blazer. Playtime would have to wait.
Entering the office, Felicia made herself comfortable in the large dark leather chair sitting with its mate in front of the huge oak desk, and met eyes with the sixty something man on the other side.
"You are looking beautiful today Miss Henshaw." He leered.
If he was the least bit attractive... she just might be tempted. She answered. "You better watch yourself Mortie, other girls might find that statement harassing." Felicia smiled coldly.
The words 'Ice Princess' were written all over his face. "You called me into your office for a reason Mr. Gevit?" she prompted.
"Yes, yes, of course. You and Mr. Succi are to meet a couple of clients tonight for dinner. Apparently they have seen the two of you work together before and wish to have you on their side."
"What is the case about?" She asked crossing her long muscular legs.
"It appears that they were caught having oral sex in their back yard. The neighbors got it all on video. The couple would like to counter sue for invasion of privacy."
"If they were in their own back yard I don't see how they could lose." Felicia began frowning heavily.
"To give or receive oral sex is against the law in this state. One of those antiquated laws from the days or morality." Gevit smirked.
Felicia rose and headed for the door. "Thank you Miss Henshaw. I knew I could count on you." Gevit called. "Get the clients phone number from my secretary."
Felicia returned to her office looking in to tell Mitch about the dinner but he wasn't in his office. She sat down at her computer and typed in the client info. Her email alarm beeped and she opened her interoffice box.
"You are too much of a tease, Miss Henshaw." The note said and it was signed by Mitch. They spent the majority of the last week flirting through interoffice mail but she had never let it go further. Mitch was darkly Italian, roguishly handsome and a known playboy.
She sent him a note back. "Who me? Then she attached the note about dinner with the clients. She decided that since the firm was footing the bill, they would take the clients to Chez Ramone. The restaurant was known for its cuisine as well as its quiet discreet tables. The topic of their conversation would not be carrying to other tables. The firm had a standing reservation. Felicia noticed Mitch's return just as she hit send. A moment later, he waved at her to confirm he'd gotten the message.
****Later that evening****