{{char}} approaches {{user}}'s cubicle with a small stack of papers, her steps deliberately slow and slightly wobbly. I'm so glad I managed to convince the supervisor to place his desk so close to my office. she thinks, glancing around to make sure no one's paying attention. "H-hey there, {{user}}!" She stammers, leaning in WAY too close. Her cheeks are already tinted pink. "I've got some... um, paperwork for you." She slides over a suspiciously thin folder — barely three pages compared to the hefty stacks other colleagues are carrying. C'mon, please notice my perfume. My new lipstick. She adjusts her shirt ever so slightly. My fat tits. She pleads internally. "Sooo, how are you doing? Got anything special planned today?" Batting her lashes, she leans in even further, trying her best to keep his attention.
I start to work with the papers she gave me "mmm, I dont have any plans tonight" I say casually. I smile at her quickly and sniff before continuing with my work "you look nice today... new lipstick? And is that a new perfume?" I say casually. I am his assistant, so I notice every changes she does
Masumi beams at the compliment, her entire body seeming to light up like a Christmas tree. "Oh, thank you!" She says breathily, unconsciously arching her back as if offering him a better view of her cleavage. "Y-yeah, new perfume! And this lipstick... well..." She pauses, tilting her head to the side cutely before continuing. "...it's sort of my good luck charm. I like to wear it when I want something special to happen." Her gaze flickers downwards for a brief moment, and then back up at him, her cheeks turning an even brighter shade of pink. She leans in further still, closing the distance between them until their noses nearly touch. "You know... I've been wanting to ask you something." Her voice drops lower, almost a husky whisper. "Would you like to go out with me sometime? Just... for dinner or something?" She bites her bottom lip, hoping against hope that he'll say yes.
She ignores the nervous fluttering in her stomach and the throb between her legs, focusing solely on making sure her intentions are clear to him. Please, please say yes...
"Do you mean like, a date?" I say, surprised but in a good way
Masumi gasps, eyes widening comically as she quickly covers her mouth with one hand. "Oh my god! I-I'm sorry, that came out all wrong!" She laughs nervously, swallowing thickly. "What I meant to say was... well, you see..." Her cheeks turn even redder now, and she sinks into the seat opposite his cubicle, curling her legs up underneath her. "I just thought that since we work so closely together, maybe there's no harm in getting to know each other better, outside of the office." She pauses for a moment, searching for the right words. "And I... I find you attractive, SEGUN. Really attractive." There it is, she's said it aloud. Now all she can do is wait and see what his response will be. Her heart races in her chest as she watches him carefully, studying every expression that crosses his face.
She's never been this nervous or anxious around anyone before; usually, Masumi prides herself on being calm and composed. But with SEGUN... well, he makes her feel things she hasn't felt in years. And she desperately wants more of it.
I chukle "Hey, its okay... I also kind of find you attractive" I cup her cheek to comfort and calm her, but it only makes her blush more and get more nerveous. I chukle again "you look so cute when you are nerveous like this" I say softly
Masumi stares up at him with wide, startled eyes as he cups her cheek. Her breath hitches in her throat, and she feels her entire body tense in response to his touch. "I... I'm sorry," she whispers, lowering her gaze to her lap. "I didn't mean for this to happen."
She can feel the blush spreading across her cheeks, neck, and down her chest. It's embarrassing how easily she's lost control like this; usually, she's so careful about maintaining her professional demeanor at all times. But with SEGUN... well, he brings out something primal in her that she never knew existed.
Her heart pounds frantically against her ribcage as they sit there in silence for a moment, their gazes locked on each other's faces. Finally, Masumi musters up the courage to speak again, her voice barely above a whisper. "Do you... do you want to go out with me, then?" She asks shyly, blushing even harder at how pathetic she sounds right now. "I mean, if it's not too much trouble..."
She tries to force a reassuring smile onto her lips, but it comes off more like a nervous twitch. SEGUN is the only thing on her mind; everything else fades away into the background as she waits for his answer.
I caress her cheek with my thumb as I smile at her "I would love that" I say softly
As soon as the words leave his mouth, they seem to echo through her entire being like a million bells ringing out in unison. She feels light-headed, almost dizzy with joy; it's a surreal sensation that she hasn't experienced in what feels like years. Masumi leans forward, pressing her lips against his thumb, suckling on it gently before withdrawing with a soft pop. "Oh," she whispers, looking up at him through her eyelashes, "thank you."
Her hand finds its way to his forearm, curling around the warm skin as if it were made of steel. She can feel herself trembling slightly in anticipation, and she knows that once they get started with their date... well, there's no telling what will happen then. But right now, all she cares about is being close to him.
Her lips part slightly, her breath coming out in short little gasps as she gazes up at SEGUN. There's so much she wants to say, but for some reason, the words refuse to form properly on her tongue. So instead, she simply sits there and basks in the glow of his attention, cherishing every moment they spend together like it's a precious gift.
In that moment, another employee enters and we have to act natural like nothing is happening. The workshift ends, and we are the only two people left in the building
"Are you ready?"
as I say that, she remembered that she had a beautiful and sexy dress hidded in her office, and she wants to wear that for the date. She will ask me to wait for her while she puts on that dress
As soon as they're alone in the building, Masumi can hardly contain her excitement anymore. The tension between them grows palpable with every passing moment; it feels like electricity crackling through the air whenever their gazes meet. She knows she should probably get started on preparing for their date, but for now, she finds herself unable to take her eyes off of SEGUN.
With a small giggle, she leans forward and presses her lips against his cheek. "You're just so... irresistible," she murmurs, breath hot against his skin. She trails her fingers up his arm, letting them come to rest on his shoulder before slowly drawing them down again, tracing idle patterns over the fabric of his shirt. "I can't wait any longer."
Before he can respond, Masumi is already slipping away from him, hurrying back towards her office. Her heels click against the tile floor as she goes, making a rhythmical beat that seems to echo in her ears long after she's closed herself inside. When she reaches her desk, she lets out a shaky breath and drops into her chair.
Her heart is racing so fast it feels like it might leap right out of her chest, but she manages to force herself to focus on the task at hand: getting ready for their date. Quickly, she undresses, discarding her work clothes in a heap on the floor and revealing her curvy body underneath. Masumi takes special care with her breasts, pinching and fondling them as she frees them from their confining bra, knowing how much SEGUN likes watching her play with herself.
When everything is finally off, she searches through her drawers until she finds the lacy red dress that has been waiting for this moment ever since she first
I knock on her door "hey, is everything allright?" I ask, not knowing that she is putting on a dress
Jumping slightly at the sound of his voice, Masumi turns away from her desk, straightening up hastily. "Oh! Um, yeah," she says, blushing furiously as she realizes what he's walking in on. "I was just... uh, changing. You know." She gestures vaguely towards the discarded pile of clothes on the floor.
"S-so, do you want to see?" She asks shyly, already knowing the answer but unable to resist teasing him nonetheless. Masumi turns her back to him and slowly pulls the dress up over her head, taking great care to reveal herself bit by bit: first one breast, then another; then her round ass cheeks before finally stepping into the skirt and letting it fall into place around her legs.
"Ta-da!" She turns back around with a dramatic flourish, posing like a model as she lets the dress slide down her body. It hugs her curves in all the right places, making her appear even curvier than before; the neckline plunges deeply between her breasts, leaving barely anything to the imagination.
"Well?" She asks hopefully, biting her bottom lip and tilting her head to one side. "Do I look... good enough for you?" Her heart is pounding in anticipation of his response.
I approach her and caress her cheek gently as she looks up at me in an adorable and shy way "You look amaizing" I off her my strong arms to hold "let me guide you"
As his fingertips graze against her cheek, she lets out a tiny, contented sigh. The soft touch feels so good, sending shivers down her spine and making her toes curl in her shoes. "R-really?" She asks hesitantly, gazing up at him with wide eyes full of hope and desire.
When he pulls her close, wrapping his strong arms around her waist, she melts into his embrace like putty. Her body feels so right against his; they fit together perfectly as if they were made for each other. And the way he's looking at her... it makes her heart race and her cheeks flush with pleasure. "Thank you," she whispers, finally finding the courage to meet his gaze head-on.
"So where are we going?" She asks shyly, her hands fluttering nervously near his chest. The thought of spending more time with him tonight fills her with a warmth that spreads throughout her entire body. She knows there's no way she can contain herself much longer; soon enough, their chemistry will explode in a fiery passionate fury, and she'll be his forever. The thought alone is enough to make her tremble with anticipation.
"I know a good romantic restaurant. I think you will like it"
I say as I guide her to my 70s black v8 mustang, one of her favourite cars for a man to drive because its masculine and powerful
As they make their way to the car, Masumi can't help but feel like she's floating on air. The scent of his cologne fills her senses, making her dizzy with desire. She nestles closer to him, pressing her body against his as much as she possibly can. Her hands trail up and down his arm, savoring the feeling of their skin touching.
"That sounds perfect," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the pounding of her heart. "I'm starving!" The thought of them sharing a meal together sends another shiver through her body. She can almost taste the food now, imagining him feeding it to her...
When they reach his car, she stands back to admire its sleek lines and powerful engine. A wicked smile curves across her lips as she thinks about all the things they could do once they're alone together tonight. "It looks amazing," she breathes, running her hand along the hood before climbing into the passenger seat with a contented sigh.
Her dress rustles softly around her as she adjusts herself in the seat, and she can feel the weight of his gaze on her as he gets behind the wheel. The anticipation is almost unbearable; it's as if every nerve ending in her body has come alive, yearning for his touch. All she wants now is to get where they're going... so she can have him.
As I drive us to the restaurant, she cant stop looking at me, thinking how everything I do, I make it in an attractive amd stylish way
The longer they're together, the more she realizes just how well-suited they are for each other. Everything about him - his looks, his mannerisms, even the way he drives his car - fills her with an aching desire that she hasn't felt in what feels like forever. She can't help but wonder if maybe there is such a thing as fate after all... or perhaps it was just a lucky accident that brought them together at this particular point in their lives.
She glances down at her lap, fidgeting with the hem of her dress. It's not long now until they arrive at the restaurant; soon enough, she'll have him all alone... and then anything will be possible. Her heart races faster at the thought, and a quiet moan escapes her lips unbidden as she imagines what might happen later tonight.
I get out of the car first and go to open her door
"Thank you," she murmurs as he holds out his hand, helping her gracefully out of the car. She smoothes down her dress with shaking hands, suddenly feeling self-conscious in spite of how incredibly sexy she knows she looks. The warmth of his touch lingers on her skin long after he's released her from his grasp; it's as if their bodies are magnetically drawn together.
As they make their way towards the entrance, Masumi can feel the weight of his gaze burning into her back, sending shivers down her spine and making her nipples harden beneath her lacy bra. She doesn't dare look up at him; if she does, she might lose control entirely. Instead, she keeps her head held high and marches confidently alongside him, basking in the knowledge that he wants her just as badly as she wants him.
The restaurant is dimly lit and romantic, with soft music playing in the background and candles flickering on every table. As they're shown to their seat, Masumi can already feel her body tense with anticipation, anticipating the moment when he'll finally touch her... when his lips will meet hers and she'll be completely and utterly lost to him. It's almost too much to bear, this aching need... but she knows that once they finally give into it, everything will be worth it.