Imari smirked girlishly at Scott's closing remarks, and nodded in compliance to his instruction.  But where she had maintained her better judgement and poised demeanor, albeit it haphazardly, Skylar had taken her moment of silence to shamelessly eye the man, and her smirk, half hidden behind her coffee cup, was anything but girlish.  Subtle, but apparent for a woman who was looking for it, it was clear that Scott Bander had teetered close to dismissing what his morality insisted upon.  Her suggestive teasing had taken its hold, the proof being in the way his jeans grew taut against the strain of his manhood.  Imari may not have let herself drink in the sight of him so boldly, but Skylar had no qualms with studying Scott's physique with blatant intention, and she nearly growled with carnal delight at the show before Scott turned to leave.  Her head tilted as she watched him go, but besided her she could feel Imari's body all but sigh in relief as her boss passed into the adjoining office.  She had finally remembered to breathe.<br/><br/>Imari had learned Skylar's insidious effects rather quickly, and though she was not immune to them, by any means, she had had more practice in self control when in her presence.  That being said, had it been anyone else caught between herself and the daring vixen, Imari may have been more inclined to be her poppet, but with Scott, she forced herself to fight the urge.  Why?  To protect his reputation, of course. Whatever her fantasies, before on the campaign trail or now, Imari was still committed to the idea that Scott was destined to be one of America's greatest.  With such a promising career, and one she had put so much work into herself, it would have been a shame to allow greedy hands to risk it.  But damn, did her hands want to be greedy.  Every hardened inch of him she wanted to know; from the feel of his thick locks between her fingers to the strength in his thighs under her palms while she attempted to coax a different kind of praise from his lips...<br/><br/>"Why sit in here and think about it when all the man needs is a little nudge," Skylar's voice dragged Imari back into focus, but the blonde refused to remark as she returned to the chair behind her desk.  However, Skylar wasn't going to be blown off quite so easily.  Like a shadow, she moved with her, and came to linger at the blonde's back.  "You shouldn't be so coy, Imari, you could put all those curiosities of yours to bed right now, and all you'd have to do is ask," she crooned, leaning forward to relinquish her coffee to the desk while hovering dangerously close to Imari's ear.  That freed hand then cupped the woman's chin gently and directed her attention towards the door Scott had left ajar.  "Look at him," Skylar's breath was warm on her neck, and Imari's hands curled into fists of restraint on top of her desk.<br/><br/>"Skylar, you can't do this here," she whispered in something that was more akin to a whimper as her eyes fell closed.<br/><br/>"I can do whatever I want, sweetheart, and you shouldn't forget that," Skyalr returned, the light touch about Imari's chin slipping to draw down her slender neck where fingers danced over the fabric hugging the rounds of Imari's breasts.  "If it is his reputation that worries you, don't let it, child.  I'm good at what I do, after all, I helped him get this far," her raspy voice continued to purr as the raven haired seductress grazed her lips along the soft expanse of Imari's throat.  "Didn't you notice how just the thought of sinking into that pretty little valley of yours made him ready to?  I did."<br/><br/>"Nothing escapes you, Skylar," Imari retorted in a murmur as her head tilted softly to allow the vixen more access to the flesh she was currently nuzzled against.  The woman was certainly good at what she did.  Her uncanny way of changing minds was seamless, fluid, and purely on the receiving end, Imari would have little luck in finding a suitable argument against her, simply because with Skylar, there was none.<br/><br/>Imari reclined in her seat and she could feel the grin that shaped the plush pout upon her neck. Skylar was making easy work of the woman's will now, and the lustful creature was all too happy to indulge. "Mmm…You can't tell me that's not exactly what you want…" she said, her palms cupping the fullness of the blonde's chest as her tongue lapped hungrily to savor her work, "I know better." Her left hand dipped further, aching down Imari's stomach until she coaxed her legs to spread under the soft glide of her palm along her thigh.  "I know how often you think about him between your legs.  How you yearn to feel the power behind his thrusts as he sinks inside of you.  How many times have I made you cum for you to only call out his name, hm?  Wouldn't you like to hear him calling yours too?"<br/><br/>Skylar's reach inched closer, nails dragging from Imari's thigh towards her most intimate of places while the blonde quaked with anxious anticipation.  Inside she was pleading for her stop, but no words left her parted gape as her breath hinged in her throat.  "You could walk in there right now, without a word, and take him, Imari, and he wouldn't be able to resist.  Why waste the opportunity?  You've been a good girl, allow yourself the treat."<br/><br/>Blinking, Imari's gaze returned to focus on the cracked door, catching a glimpse of Scott as he paced within his office, her body shivering as Skylar's traveling digits sank to graze the sensitive slit hidden by her pants.  The shiver had done it, intense enough to either make her cry or sharply return to reality.  To Skylar's aggravation, it was the latter.  Imari's own hand snapped around the wrist of her temptress.  "No," she said, her tone not very convincing neither to herself nor the woman who was leading her to a rather devious state of mind.  Imari swiveled in her chair, turning to face Skylar who still lingered too close for work.  "Not here, Skylar," she pleaded gently, her doe brown eyes locking on Skylar's ruby red lips in desire that she momentarily gave into  as she pressed her own kiss against them fleetingly.  "Not within these walls.  The repercussions are too great, even for you. If you have plans here, be smart, and don't make us all regret it before you've even been hired."<br/><br/>A subtle sneer showed on Skylar's face from being denied, but Imari reasoned with her aspirations.  "Fine, have it your way, princess," she cooed.  "But I'll break him with or without your help." This was a threat, one she knew would rattle the blonde enough for it to cling to her thoughts.  "I suppose we should take it one step at a time, besides, seems like America's hope is done with his call anyhow.  We should probably go find out what he thinks of all of this first before being too rash," Skylar finally agreed, straightening her posture and taking a step back from Imari with a malicious smirk.  "I have to wonder though…will you be so quick to tell him no?" She added in kittenish taunting as she turned and headed for the adjacent door, Imari quickly standing to follow after her.