The brass encrusted name plate at the center edge of her desk glinted in the ray of afternoon sunshine that filtered in through the open curtains. Two massive, floor length windows met each other at the corner of her office, letting the world know Esmeralda Langly was top dog at her insurance firm. Anyone who was anyone had a corner office. Her's was on the 25th floor of the Macrabe Building in downtown Fillburg, over looking Central Square, a pocket of local vendors and street food hosted during the work week. People rushed to and fro in the fall air, buying and selling their wares at far too high of a price before the city's clock struck the end of the work day.<br/><br/>A cloud drifted by the setting sun and sent the room into a eerie frenzy, bringing out the shadows brought on by her Tiffany lamp that sat at the corner of her mahogany desk. A gift from her overbearing boss when she took on her position as regional manager. The shadows in the room began to jiggle back and forth as the lamp shook on the desk top. A pencil older over turned and spilled its contents across the desk, the ink pens throwing their caps and leaving tails of ink along a series of documents spread out over her large calendar. A stack of papers were shoved aside and fell to the floor, scattering like ants in the light into piles of white and manilla.<br/><br/>A shadow of a man and a woman danced on the fall wall, moving across the ginormous portrait Esmeralda had commissioned back in the spring upon moving. It portrayed her in a business suite of red with her face flush and covered in make up, accentuating her full, red lips and cold, emerald eyes. Her brunette hair was up in a professional bun, tied together with a ribbon and two hair sticks. Her over all demeanor was chilling and hard.<br/><br/>The office had closed an hour early due to it being Friday and everyone had already cleared out. Esmeralda was left with her assistant Mark who was supposed to help her file the remainder of her paper work for next week prior to going home. Instead of filing, Mark was down on his knees in front of his boss, his hands gripping her exposed thighs. "Stop acting like this is your first time, Mark. Get in there!" she growled as she peered down at him from her perch on the edge of her desk. Her legs were splayed on either side of him, her skirt pulled all the way up revealing her black thong. Mark visibly trembled as his blue eyes darted from her face to her underwear, the gears clearly whirring in his head as he struggled to figure out what to do. Yes, this wasn't his first time seeing a woman in such a way, but this was his first time between the legs of someone who held so much power over him. "Mark.." she warned as she dropped a hand down to his head and gave him a firm push. He closed his eyes and sighed internally. He needed that raise.<br/><br/>Taking a deep breath, Mark leaned in and pressed his mouth to her mound, eliciting a small gasp from his boss. He squeezed his eyes tight as he pulled her panties aside and parted his lips. Without giving him a warning, she shoved his head into her and moaned as his warm tongue made contact with her quivering womanhood. "That's it, Mark..work for your raise," she cooed as she grew closer to climax. She reached to remove one of his clenched hands from her thighs and leaned forward to suck his fingers before pushing them down to her pussy and encouraging him to use them inside of her. He did so and within minutes, she there, gripping his head between her legs and moaning at the top of her lungs as she twitched and jerked in ecstasy.<br/><br/>As she came down, she lightly kicked him off of her and pulled herself from the desk top. She adjusted her panties and skirt as Mark stood up and wiped at his mouth with a sad look on his face. Esmeralda smiled a wicked smile as she stepped back into her heels. "Oh Mark.. that was lovely. Your wife must be very happy." Her smile broadened as she watched him cover his mouth and lurch of the door. "Not so fast, mister. These files still need taken care of." She gestured at the mess on the ground and fixed her hair. "Have it done by the time I get back from the restroom," she ordered as she made her way across the office to her own personal bathroom.<br/><br/>She took her time redoing her make up and straightening out her hair in the mirror over the skin. The sloppy kisses she'd shared with her assistant had messed up her lipstick and left smudges on her teeth. She growled at the sight of it and used a paper towel to clean up the mess. After hearing her office door close, she stepped from the bathroom and found her office tidy and empty. She'd have to punish Mark for not saying good bye on Monday.<br/><br/>Esmeralda slipped into her coat and gathered her briefcase before shutting the curtains and blanketing the office in partial darkness. She flipped off her lamp and exited the office, leaving behind her dirty secrets until the next week.<br/><br/>(i apologize for the errors.)