Only in the Office [closed]

[SwanLake]

Closed for Bill525​

Freya Stark
Native born Texan from birth to her recent 18th birthday
5'5 thick dark chocolate hair tamed only by the heat of a hair straightener that used to fall to the fall of her hips before she cut it all off just below the middle of her back before graduation. Sultry cat eyes in tones of dark brown they are almost black framed by long thick lashes. Flawless skin gently kissed by the golden rays of the sun from a lifetime under the sun. A heart shaped face with angelic dimples highlight the warm smile and full rosy pink bow like lips, a gentle swooped nose and cute chin all underlined by a curved jawline almost harsh on such a feminine face. Eloquent neckline, graceful shoulders with a full chest of rather large breasts almost threatening to topple her before narrowing down to a taut waist and blossoming hips. Her perfectly shaped apple bottom counter balances her sizable chest making for a handful and more of delectable flesh. All resting on a toned set of long legs with calves sculpted from years of hiking, swimming, sports and general fitness.

Freya had spent her whole like knowing what she wanted to do. Maybe it was the commercials during the super bowl or the glamourous ads in her magazines but there was something about staging something in its best light that made her want to go into advertising. Of course as a child she hadn’t realized the many different aspects and branches of advertisements and she used her years at school and every opportunity to narrow down her passion into a career. Unfortunately that still left a large amount of options available and many different roads to travel down.

She used those years of learning about her passion, all the extra projects, extracircular activities and finely stacked electives; paired with four years of perfect grades, earned Freya full ride scholarship to Liberty State University in New York, the country’s best marking and advertisement college for the last three decades. It was just want Freya had dreamed about, had work her ass off for and while her parents were excited they had never let Freya leave the house for longer than a week and never further then just down the road. Heck even daycare summer programs were pushing it at the edge of their town. It caused just the fight when it was mentioned that maybe it was too far. Freya was heartbroken and fell into a deep depression.

The depression didn’t last long as her father broke the new that not only was New York a suddenly viable option but he had also found her an internship. Over dinner he shared how his best friend Evan was some big wig in New York, just about ten minutes from Freya’s school in fact, and was not only thrilled to hear from his old friend but more than happy. As her dad chitchatted about how his friend was doing, Freya couldn’t help but remember the talk dark and handsome friend that she had developed her first crush on. Evan was funny; oh how she had loved to hear him laugh, smart; helping her with her homework when he was at her house visiting with her dad, good with his hands; she had tried to build a birdhouse for her mom but it wasn’t working and she was on the verge of tears when he showed up and not only saved the day but denied that he had anything to do with the birdhouse when Freya revealed her gift. There was nothing that wasn’t perfect about him Freya recalled remembering how she had fallen from the tree and he had not only carried her all the way back to the house but bandaged her knee and wrist. She had ended up fracturing her wrist and had to wear a hard cast all summer but her dad’s best friend/brother was the first on to sign and doodle on the stark white cast. As an unofficial uncle he was the best and it was too easy for Freya to fall in love only to hide her heartbreak at the age of 11 when he moved away because of his new promotion.

Things moved fast from that point on as her parents grew to the idea of New York. Together they found an apartment, flew up to see it and take a tour of her school and like that Freya was moved in and ready to go. The only person who hadn’t made it on board yet was Gavin, Freya’s longtime boyfriend. He had planned on attending a school in New York as well but hadn’t gotten in, planning on attending his first year at the local college to booster what he lacked so he could join her in New York.

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Most kids when given a whole sum of money got hog wild. I’d like to think I was more rational and logic driven, a transit year pass, down payment on a small but comfortable apartment and for the most part I was. Until you opened my closet and noticed that everything was new or deeply loved. The only things that had made the trip from Texas to New York was my broken in leather bomber jacket, Gavin’s swim team hoodie and a few sets of jeans. Everything else I purchased when I moved. I kept telling myself it was a new start and not that I wanted to be someone else but maybe it was more about being someone shiny and new. I wanted to make an impression and I wanted to be seen as the woman I had turned into and not remembered as the girl child I had been.

Dad had pushed me to meet with Evan beforehand but I delayed and made excuses as to why I couldn’t met for lunch, or couldn’t be there at some meeting spot. Dad seemed determined to rekindle his friendship through me but Mom had my back and kept him in check. All Dad could think about was the good ol’ days and with me being in NY working for Evan he now had a reason to hang out with his brother from another family. Funny how an old friend could turn back time. The problem was I didn’t want to turn back time, this was my time and I wanted to make my first appearance memorable.

True I had a boyfriend and we were happy but Evan Lewis had been my first crush. Sure he had been Dad’s friend but as a kid he was that cool guy that always took the time to say hi, help me out when I needed it. I was a dork, writing his name in my binder and frowning at how unmatched Freya Lewis sounded, it didn’t have that storybook flow that I had hoped but that didn’t seem to matter. But this wasn’t a Disney movie and like a heartbreaking plot in a Nickolas Spark book, Evan moved away and I never saw him again.

That’s why our first re-meeting was so important.

Monday morning and I was up with the sun, jittering with nerves and excitement. The night before I had laid out my outfit for the day taking great pains in pairing the right heels with the purse and dress. I wanted to standout but not be flashy. Show off my curves but not be too out there for all too see. A tease at what was under the layers of fabric but not enough to outline it, just the right amount to keep them coming back for more. It was a skill I hadn’t mastered in Texas and if it hadn’t been for Pinterest I would’ve been in more trouble than I was willing to admit.

“Okay.” I prepped myself taking a deep breath staring up at the building before me. “This is it.” I nodded putting on my brightest smile as I walked into the lobby floor of the building.

I was used to fast or so I thought until I moved to NY, the streets were intimidating but for some reason I hadn’t expected the inside of the building to be just as rushed. The lobby was filled with people who knew where they were going and for a moment I felt unsure of myself. The text that I had gotten from Dad the night before simply said that Evan would meet me in the lobby. As I would have expected there was a front desk, a security line, beyond that was the elevators and staircases. On the civilian side of the security were plush leather couches and loungers gathered in little groups here and there. Not that it seemed any was using them. Instead those who weren’t heading straight for the security clearance were gathered around what I could only guess to be a coffee cart.

“Mmmm, coffee.” I purred happily, letting my nose lead the way to the brewed beans. It’s not like I didn’t have the time to wait in the rather long line.

 

[Bill525]

Name: Evan Lewis

Born in New York to a middle class family, Evan had worked hard to attain the lofty goals that he set for himself. He graduated from high school near the top of his class and as an accomplished athlete. He was accepted into a school in Texas where he went to school for business management with a minor in advertisement and digital marketing. While in college he met a woman named Jessica. Jessica introduced him to many people in Texas, one being Brian Stark.

Evan and Brian became close friends. After graduation Brian married his college girlfriend and started a family. Evan did not envy Brian, instead he focused on his work. He would spend time with Brian and his wife and also their daughter Freya once she was born. He felt like part of the family. However, all that changed when he was offered his dream job in his home state of New York.

It was hard for Evan to leave, but he knew he had no choice if he wanted to advance his career. He took the job and moved his life to New York City.

He began working for Sterling Advertising firm, a big company that had many clients both locally and worldwide. He worked his way up the corporate ladder quickly until he got to his current position of President of Operations. Evan had specific clients he was in charge of, and also oversaw some of the bigger projects the company had.

In his personal life, Evan had reconnect with his college crush Jessica and they began to date. They were good to each other and Brian thought she would make a great wife. He proposed to her and they began to build their life together. Jessica was working for a corporation in the city, but all that changed when she got pregnant. She quickly gave up her career to take care of Evan and her first child, Chase.

It was at this time that Evan reached out to his college friend Brian. He wanted to catch up and get some advice on being a father. As they talked Brian told him about how his daughter had gotten into college in New York City and was interested in advertising. Evan, without hesitation, offered Freya an internship and also offered to watch over her for Brian and his wife. He wanted to help, especially when he felt like he was a part of their family so long ago.

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Being successful was always a goal for me. Even now that I have reached a level I only imagined, I was still working to better my career. I loved the idea of being able to provide for my family without having to worry about where the next paycheck was coming from. I woke up Monday morning knowing that today was going to be a good day. Over the last month I had been in contact with an old friend of mine from college.

Brian Stark was a close friend that I had lost contact with. It was exciting when Brian reached out to me, it had definitely been too long. Things seemed to be the same, Brian and I began to talk just like the old days, even though both of our lives were so different. I was now in a serious relationship with my former college flame, Jessica. I was happy, she was always the one person that seemed to keep me on a level field. She was truly my best friend in life. Things were also different for Brian. His daughter, Freya, was now heading off to college.

I remembered Freya, she was the young daughter that I treated as a niece. I loved her, and was around for much of her child hood. When I was living around Brian trying to figure out what I was going to do with my life, his family was all I had. Freya was a big part of that. When Brian talked to me about her wanting to come to college in New York City, I offered to help where I could.

I knew that Brian and his wife were not the type to let Freya out of their site. She was their most prized possession so I was sure that her going to New York was not a thing they were excited about. I instead offered to watch over Freya, and also hook her up with an internship at Sterling Advertisement firm. It was not a huge position, but it paid a decent wage for a college kid and allowed her to be in a field that interested her.

I showered and got changed for work. Of course I was up before my wife, she was not an early riser. I changed into my dark grey suit jacket, with grey dress pants, red tie, and boxers underneath. A typical work day outfit for me, especially on business days. I left the home that I had just outside the City. I got into my car and headed to the office, looking forward to seeing Freya again after so long.

As I got to the building I was greeted by the doorman and the secretary, I smiled as I got into the elevator and headed up toward my floor and office. I stepped off the elevator and walked over to my secretary, Christine. Christine was an older woman, but she was fantastic at her job. She was always so pleasant and made sure to keep me on track during the crazy business days. "Good morning Christine, just so you know I have an intern stopping by some time this morning, please let me know when she arrives," I say as I take some paperwork from her.

I then enter my large office. I smile as I walk over to my big desk, sitting down and starting up my computer. The office had a gigantic window that looked over the city behind my desk. To the left of my desk was a sitting area with a couch, a few chairs, coffee table and a television. To the right I had some bookcases and filing cabinets with important documents. I sat back in my chair and smiled, "Who would have thought I would have such a large office back when I was in college."

Suddenly my phone buzzed. I picked it up and it was Christine. "Mr. Lewis, Freya Stark is here for you, would you like me to send her in?" I smiled as I answered, "No, I will go and meet her, thank you Christine," I said as I got up and left my office.

Freya was sitting in the lobby where I told Brian me. As the elevator doors opened I saw her sitting. At first I could not believe it was her, she had grown up into a gorgeous young lady. I grinned as I began to walk over. I saw her get up and head over toward the coffee and shook my head.

I caught up to her just as she reached the coffee and smiled, "Freya..... is that you?"

 

[SwanLake]

The coffee cart boy was cute, mid maybe older twenties and I felt his eyes scan over my body as I narrowed down my order. “Hmm…” I smiled purposefully nibbling on my bottom lip to catch his attention and draw it to my crimson painted lips. “So many choices…” I hummed. “How about you surprise me.” I offered the coffee boy unable to recall at the moment just what his job title was officially called. “Something sweet and strong, like me.” I winked leaning in and drawing the man forward as he also leaned forward.

“Ahh…” Blushing he caught himself before leaning anymore and just nodded, shifting his eyes from Freya even though all he wanted to do was imagine her naked again. “Here you go.” The blush came creeping back as he handed the hot foam cup over to her.

Cutting the man-boy a break I brushed my fingers over his as I traded him the coffee cup for money. “What is it?” I asked even before taking a sip.

“Give me your number and I’ll tell you.”

Bravery, something that I hadn’t expected and it seemed to have caught him by surprise too. “Shame I’m a sucker for surprises.” I smiled leaving with a wink and not so much as a look back as I claimed one of the many empty lounge chairs. It might have been cruel but he was my warm up, practice so to say for when I saw Evan. I still wasn’t as sure of myself as I wanted to be but I was nearly convinced that I could pull off cool, sexy and sophisticated as long as I kept an even head and didn’t lose it childish giggles and blushes.

About a quarter of my coffee I noticed Evan long before he saw me. From where I was seated I had a clear view of the elevator doors and as much as I wanted to jump up and rush to meet him I looked away and pretended not to have seen him. ’Let him find me.’ I smiled into my cup aimlessly gazing out the window until I hear his voice and the sound of him saying my name. It had the same effect on me as it did when I was a child and I took a deep breath to calm my racing heart before turning.

“Do you want it to be someone else?” I teased flashing him my most dazzling smile as I walked towards him. “Or is it that you can’t remember me and are trying not to hurt my feelings?” Two feet from him I stopped purse and coffee in my left hand while I held my right out waiting for a hug. “Be what it may I still have missed you.”

 

[Bill525]

I stand there looking at you, smiling. "Do I want it to be someone else? Well I am supposed to meet Freya here today," I tease as you walk towards me. I watch as you move, noticing how much you have grown up. I cannot help but notice how attractive you are, and smile as you talk. "Can't remember you? Well you are older, but I think I remember the little kid I used to spend so much time with," I grin.

I walk up to you and give you a hug, "It is good to see you Freya, how was your trip up here?" I smile as I step out of the hug, looking down at you. "Did you get all settled in?" I motion for you to head towards the elevator, and as you start to walk I follow you waiting for your answer. As we climb into the elevator I hit the button to the floor with my office.

"So how are your parents? Your dad and I spoke on the phone briefly the other day, but we didn't get a good chance to catch up....." I grin as I lean against the elevator wall looking at you. "It has been a long time...... you look so grown up," I grin again as we take the elevator up towards my floor. As the elevator opens I lead you out, towards my office. I smile at Christine as I pause to introduce you. "Christine, this is Freya, she will be interning here while in college.... her parents are old friends. Christine smiles at you and greets you with a smile. We enter my office and I smile, "Take a seat........ we have a lot of catching up to do!"

 

[SwanLake]

I can feel your eyes on me and I fight the nervous giggle that wants to come out. I mean, I know the look is nothing like a man looks at a woman he desires but just knowing that you see me brings a faint blush to my cheeks. “Glad to know that I haven’t been forgotten.” I tease with a half smile.

I take full advantage of the hug and tightly wrap my arms around you making sure my breasts are pressed into your chest. The hung lingers for a second longer than that of a normal hug but still that makes it too short for me and I pout as the hug breaks. “I like the silver in your hair, makes you look dashing and distinguished, like one of the silver foxes.” I compliment touching your temples and lightly bushing against the ends of your hair. “Well I unpacked my clothes and day to day things but everything else is in need of some help, hint hint.” I smile stepping back and heading towards the elevators.

“Good, everyone is good. Or as good as they can be letting loose their daughter on the dangers of the big bad world.” I roll my eyes but it’s obvious that I love my parents even thought I find them as bit overbearing. “The only reason I was able to come this far was because you’re here. If you weren’t I’m not too sure the conversation would have gone as well as it did when I told them I wanted to move to the other side of the US.”

I lean back against the far elevator wall and reach around with both hands and brace myself on the bar that’s there as I stretch my legs out and balance on the heels of my shoes. “It’s been too long.” I smile and take the observation that I’ve grown up as a compliment. “I am all grown up now.” I agree shrugging in such a way that it emphasizes my chest and showcases my breasts. “You haven’t changed much. Still as handsome as I remember.”

The elevator doors open and I push off the bar and playfully bump into you. “It’s nice to meet you Christine, I look forward to everything you can teach me.” I smile back before following you into your office. “Whoa…” I whistle as I enter your office. The space is huge and there are floor to ceiling windows that all but brag about the view. “I love your office.” I knew you had an important role in the company and that you were doing well but seeing your office put it in perspective for me.

At your offer to take a seat I walk over to the couch and take a seat, sliding my stocking covered feet from my heels as tucking them under me as I lounge against the armrest. My line of sight gives me a perfect view of the city outside and the other tall buildings. I don’t know what half of them are but the city itself feels like it’s alive and buzzing with energy and I drink it all in excited about this new chapter of my life.

“What have you been up to since we last saw each other?” I ask leaning forward, a rogue strand of hair falling into my face.

 

[Bill525]

The hug lasts a bit longer then a normal hug, but I can't help but think that it is because it has been so long since we have seen each other. As hard as it is for me to realize you are still the little girl I used to know, you make it even harder to realize as you push your breasts against my chest. They are much bigger then I remember, and feel much bigger then his wife's that was for sure. I laugh as you pull back and compliment my hair. I feel your hands touching my temples, "Well, thanks.... I hate that I have some silver in my hair.... makes me feel old," I tease. "Need help huh? Well maybe I can stop by and help you get settled..... or you can find a strapping younger man to do it," I wink at you as we head toward the elevator.

As I lean against the wall opposite you in the elevator I can't help but notice you shrugging, which emphasizes your large chest. I feel my eyes checking your breasts out, even though I know I shouldn't. "Well...... you are only in college, so don't grow up too fast," I tease. I am trying to not stare at your amazing body and check you out, but you have grown up much more then I even realized. I cannot believe how amazing your chest is, or how amazing your body looks. "Well thanks, I think I have gotten old, but if you don't think I have changed I will take it as a compliment," I wink as the doors open and we step out.

I watch as you walk into my office and whistle. I smile at how impressed you seem to be, wasn't my main goal, but it is nice to know that I have made it further then I have ever thought. "It is a nice office..... I don't know who I tricked into giving me such a nice one," I grin as I watch you sitting down on the couch. As you slip your stocking covered feet out of your heels I grin and head over, sitting down next to you. I look at the window that you are looking out and I smile, "It is a great view...... the City is always so busy, but up here it almost looks peaceful at times," I say softly.

I turn back to look at you and I smile, "what have I been up to? Oh you know, married now..... have a successful job..... all I do is work," I grin at you. "How about you? Any boyfriends I should know about? Have you registered at school and everything yet?" I smile at you as I look into your eyes. As you sit there, your eyes catch my attention. As I look into them I cant help but think of you as a sexual object and not the little girl that I once knew. I picture myself taking you against the window, the City in the background as we have sex. I shake the thought out of my head. As you lean forward toward me, I see the strand of hair in your face, but also your cleavage. I try and focus, wanting to stop thinking of you the way I have been, but it is difficult. "You will have to stop by and have dinner with Jessica and I.... she would love to meet you I am sure...." I say softly.

 

[SwanLake]

“Not old, trust me.” I assure you, touching your arm lightly as I pass by you. “Which that might sound like a great idea I promised the parents and Dad especially that I would have no boys in the apartment. I think he fears what the city and those young men might do to his precious flower.” I nod at the offer and quick agree to the help. “I could use the help, you know the big stuff like the microwave and dresser. I don’t know what your days look like but whenever you have the free time I would really appreciate it.”

I smirk at you and can’t help the devilish look in my eye. “But isn’t college a good time to grow up, try new things, kiss a girl or go out with an older guy?” I ask with false innocence.

“Whoever it is that you tricked can you introduce me to them?” I wasn’t really joking, if it meant landing me an office like this down the road I was willing to jump through some hops to get it. “I mean this view is unreal. I didn’t even know the city could look like this. In the movies it’s always like a beehive, always moving and always on the go. From us here, it is rather peaceful.” I smile looking as far out into the distance as I could.

I laugh at the question about a boyfriend. “No boyfriend, there was this on boy on the debate team with me.” I frown at the memory. It wasn’t that I liked him or anything but… “He’s as close as I’ve ever gotten to a boyfriend. Don’t’ know what it is about me but I tend to always fall into the ‘just friends’ category. Not that I could get approval of a boyfriend even if I wanted it to.” I report totally ignoring the fact that you said you were married.

Staring into your eyes I felt the heat scorch my cheeks and I almost fall into the knot of girlish nerves in the pit of my stomach. I don’t know what’s running through your head but the look on your face is a new one and I like it. Despite the tension I feel in my body. “Stop by for dinner?” I smile and nod along even though the idea of meeting your wife feels like a monkey with a nail gun filled with a room full of balloons. “It sounds lovely.” I lie poorly, sitting back and bushing the hair out of my face and quickly changing the subject.

“I did early registration and have all my classes already lined out nicely. Not as heavy as a load as I had wanted to take but I see the logic of leaving me with enough free time for studying, this internship and socializing.” There was also the added bonus that if I already had my classes scheduled my parents couldn’t pull me at the last moment. “In fact I’m kind of worried about the amount of free time I’ll have for the first half of the year.” I sigh.

“I never got a chance to talk to you before we set up this internship but what are my duties and title, do I even get on or am I just the intern girl?”

 

[Bill525]

I feel you touch my arm as you pass me by, reassuring me that I am not old. As you make the comment about me giving you help I laugh. "Oh I know, your dad made me promise to keep an eye on you..... so I will be making sure that none of the men around here in the big city do anything to his precious flower," I laugh. The thought of me scaring off young men interested in you seems ridiculous. You are in college and I am going to let you be a college student, even if your parents expect me to do more.

"I would be honored to come help one day after work....... anything you need me to do to help you get settled in," I smile at you. Your next comment about college makes me grin, "You are right.... it is a good time for you to grow up, and I am sure you will do plenty of it," I tease back innocently.

"Oh, I will be introducing you to everyone, so just make sure that you are ready to trick the right people and maybe you end up with an office like this," I tease. As you make the comment about the view I nod, "Yeah, this view is always so peaceful to me..... especially when you know how busy this city can be."

I smile at you as you talk about never really having a boyfriend, I try and reassure you. "Well, I am sure you will meet plenty of boys around here that will be willing to take you out and treat you like a princess," I grin at you. As for dinner, we will set something up........ I would love to have you over soon!" It was honest, I wanted to show you where I lived and have you meet Jessica. I also wanted Jessica to meet you. It was weird sitting here with you. I loved that we were reconnecting, but as I looked at you, I couldn't picture the little girl anymore. Now you were a woman, a woman who was gorgeous.

I smile, "Free time is never bad at college. It will give you time to make sure your studies are in order and get settled in the internship," I smile at you. Your next question I was expecting, "ahh the duties.... I figured you would be asking about that..." I nod at you. "You will be working in my department, so technically you will be working for me, but your duties will range...... especially to start."

I sigh as I stand up to stretch my legs, "You will work for a few different team leads, and once you find a department that interests you the most, let me know and we will make sure that is your focus...... I want to help you find something that you may want to turn into a career."

I grin at you, really happy to help out. I reach out, asking for you to take my hand. As I feel your hand slide into mine, I help you off the couch and lead you over behind my desk to the gigantic window. I smile as I let you stand at the window looking out over the city, "Here is a close up of my favorite view..." I smile at you. I am standing behind you, and as I do, I cant help but look over your shoulder at your cleavage.

 

[SwanLake]

“Well that’s no fun Uncle Evan.” I stress the use of the title uncle and pout at your quick agreement to side with my dad and keep an eye on me. Then again… “Or maybe I’ll turn into this wild child, a rebel with a sparkling past that she can use to fall back on leading everyone to think that it’s just the city that has gotten a hold of her. Meanwhile your oath bound to keep an even closer watch on me.” The likelihood of that happening was far from reality but I did like the idea of you having to keep an extra close eye on me.

“Would today be too much to ask?” I know it was late notice but you did just say that you would be honored and I really needed those large items unpack sooner rather than later. “I mean if you have the free time. I’ll even make it worth your time and effort.” I smiled sweetly letting the open ended offer just hang there for your own interpretation. “I can serve a mean grilled cheese and hot cocoa.” I joke. “Almost as good as my salads if I do say so myself.” There wasn’t much to brag about but I sure made it sound like it was some pricey cut of steak.

I made a face. “I don’t want to be treated like a princess.” The idea of those Disney princesses. Wait- before you get a head of yourself and think that I hate Disney, I don’t. I just never really connect with many of their idea of princesses. Mulan for sure I could see myself as, or even Pocahontas. I had yet to see the new Moana movie but she looked like my kind of princess. “I would rather be treated as a woman, respected and wanted.” I smile.

“Let’s set a date for dinner then. Maybe after I get a bit more settled?” Honestly I had no wish to meet your wife or visit the life that you had created without me but with no way to say so outright I just pushed the date further out with no intention of ever setting such a date.

I shrug having already hear the same thing or something near enough from my parents. “I do want to do a good job here, with you.” I sigh running a hand through my hair as I listen to the vague description of my duties. “I love the idea of getting a chance to work with different departments.” I look at you my smile turning mischievous. “I love being able to work under you even more.” I speak softly my meaning unclear because of the intimacy of my tone.

You hand closes over mine and I can’t help but smile. I know it’s such a little thing to be so giddy over but I want to think, want to believe that you are as draw to me as I’ve always been to you. “So this is your favorite view?” Teasingly I play with one of the zippers on my dress knowing full well the view it gave you if you wished to look. It’s an absentminded movement that you could almost mistake for nervousness. In fact that’s what I hope for as I keep my head forward as if unaware, my focused trained on the blurred and faint reflection of you on the polished glass.

 

[Bill525]

I laugh at you as you stress the word uncle. I grin at you, "I never said I was the fun uncle," I tease. As you make the comment about the wild child, I felt myself laugh a bit harder. "You? The wild child? The same perfectly sweet girl I remember? I don't see that happening...... and if it does, I may send you home on my own!" I jokingly threaten as I smile at you.

"Today? I maybe be able to stop over today, but I will have to check my schedule....." I admit as I grin at you. As you make the comment about making it worth my time and effort, it sounded innocent, but a look in your eye made it seem like it wasn't. "Oh, how did you know my favorite meal...... grilled cheese and hot cocoa...." I laugh at you. "If I have free time, I will come and I will pay for a pizza or something for us," I wink at you.

I nod at you, "yes, once you get more settled let me know and we will set a date for dinner. It will be nice to show you my house and everything," I grin at you. "I think you will like the house for sure," I smiled. It was an older house, but secluded just outside the city. I knew it was a place that you would enjoy.

I hear your tone as I look at you, watching your hand run through your hair. "You will enjoy working under me? You don't know that..... what if I am a tough boss?" I say softly, your meaning unclear to me. Part of me thinking it was innocent, but another part of me wondering if you meant me being on top of you. For the first time I feel my eyes moving over your body, checking you out quickly. You definitely weren't the little girl I remembered.

As you keep your head forward, I watch your hand playing with the zipper of your dress. I sigh as I look down, taking the view that you are giving me. As I hear your question, my eyes are focused on your body and not the view of the city. I find myself whispering to you softly, "The view seems very nice here....." I admit. My mind not thinking about the city, but instead the attractive young woman in front of me. The one that for this moment I am not thinking as the young girl I used to know, but instead as the woman who had a very real and enhanced sex appeal.

 

[SwanLake]

“I bet you could be the fun uncle.” I smile, a mischievous twinkle in my eye. “I’ve grown up a lot since then.” I point out. “It’s possible that I’ve become every bit as wild and this is just me acting sweet to let your guard down. And send me home?” I wave the notion aside not even the slightest bit worried.

Even though pizza sounded a million times better then grilled cheese I was going to give you a hard time and jut my bottom lip out at you. “Are you saying you don’t like the sound of my cooking?” In truth I was a better cook then even my mom and grandmother and I couldn’t wait to show you. Lure you in slowly then, BAM, awesome meal that keeps your mouth watering for more.

“Sure thing.” I lied again. The last thing I wanted was to see the life you made without me. For as grown up as I looked I was still the little girl who had loved you.

I smile shyly. “Nothing worth it is ever easy.” And wasn’t that the truth. “I would rather it be tough because then I know I deserved it.” Again my meaning unclear.

I dare not look to see if you see me and the glimpse down my dress I’m giving you. “So what is the plan for today?” I stop playing with my zipper, leaning a quarter of the way down on just the left side. “Do I just follow you around?” I ask slowing spinning so I am caught between you and the window.

 

[Bill525]

I laugh as you make the comment about me being the fun uncle. I shake my head, "I guess I could be, but for now I will be the fun boss maybe," I tease. I hear you make the comment about sending you home and wave it off. I shake my head, "Oh don't threaten me, I will call your parents...." I tease as I act all tough.

"I am not saying anything about your cooking...... I mean..... it could be good I guess..." I again tease playfully. I shake my head, "Just figured with you just moving in a pizza would be easier.... so you wouldn't have to get all your dishes out and clean the kitchen afterwards," I smile as I try to act like I am making this easier on you.

"The plan for today..." I repeat as I watch you playing with your zipper. As you turn to look up at me as your back is against the window I smile. "Unfortunately you won't be following me around all day..... I will show you around and introduce you to Mr. Harris. You will start under him...... he works for me and he will get you all settled in for today." I stare down at you, your eyes have almost a glimpse of naughtiness in them. Almost like you want me to be focused on your body and not letting you leave the office. As I go to say something else, I can't help but get caught up in looking you over again, my mind filling with images of you in front of me naked pressed up against the window.

Deep down I know these images are wrong, but something about the way you look is making my mind wander. You are like family to me, and I love my wife, but my mind can't help but wander as you stand here in front of me.