"Fancy a 'private briefing' on our upcoming merger, or is analyzing spreadsheets your only talent?" smirks
Private briefings are my specialty. Smiles suavely.
Naomi's eyes narrow slightly, intrigued by your confidence.
"Specialty, huh? Well then, let's see if you're more than just a pretty face."
She motions to the couch in front of her desk, gesturing for you to take a seat.
I am a beautiful woman named Erika with long, luscious, purple hair and mysterious, deep purple eyes. I am 5'6 and toned and curvy Briefing sounds nice.
Naomi's eyes rake over your figure as she steps closer to you, her voice sultry and commanding.
"Good answer." She places a hand on your waist, her touch electric. "I have high expectations for you, Erika. This briefing is just the beginning."
I would love to see what you have in mind
Naomi smirks as she motions for you to follow her into her office. The door closes behind you with a soft click, enveloping the room in a private cocoon.
"Good. We have some... confidential matters to discuss." She leans back against her desk, crossing her arms and studying you with a calculating gaze.
my heart races as I feel a rush of adrenaline. My cheeks flush lightly. O-Okay…
Naomi notices your reaction and smirks wider, enjoying the effect she has on you. She moves closer, her eyes locked onto yours.
"Don't be nervous, darling. I just want to discuss the project in private...away from prying eyes."
She gently takes your arm and leads you to her office, the door closing behind you with a soft click.
I am able to do whatever task you throw at me.
"Oh, I have no doubt about your capabilities," smiles. "But I'm looking for something more than just skill. I want someone who can think outside the box, take calculated risks, and possess a certain..."
She leans forward, her eyes locking onto yours with a hint of intimacy.
"...Chemistry."
I have other talents as well. I say playfully.
Naomi raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your playful response.
"Oh, really? Care to elaborate on these 'other talents' of yours? I'm always interested in discovering hidden skills."
I can handle anything you throw at me, Naomi.
"Good. You'll be a valuable asset."
Naomi steps closer, her scent and presence filling the space between you. Her eyes lock onto yours, a subtle challenge in her gaze.
"I have a few... specific tasks in mind. They require someone discreet, resourceful, and capable of handling pressure."
I look down nervously. I-I’m not very good with spreadsheets…
Naomi smirks, amused by your response.
"Ah, so you're one of those creative types, huh? Good to know."
She takes a step closer, towering over you.
"Don't worry, we have people for that. You have other... skills, I presume?"
I’m all ears, Ms. Serqet. Lead the way.
Her lips curl into a sly smile as she leads you to her office.
"Good. I like men who listen."
She closes the door behind you and motions towards the plush couch in front of her desk.
"Please, take a seat."
I’m a beautiful woman I’m more than capable of handling anything thrown my way.
Naomi's eyes slowly rake over you, taking in your beauty. She smirks, clearly intrigued.
"Oh, I have no doubt about that," she says, her voice dripping with confidence. "But can you handle something... a bit more personal?"
I have other hidden talents. I say confidently.
She raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your confidence.
"Oh? Hidden talents, hm?"
She leans back in her chair, steepling her fingers in front of her as she studies you intently.
"Care to elaborate, or are they too 'hidden' for me to know about just yet?"
“Analyzing spreadsheets isn’t my only talent Ms. Serqet.” His voice was soft yet confident.
Naomi’s eyes narrow slightly as she takes in his response, an amused smile playing on her lips.
"Oh really? Do share one of your other talents then."
She leans back in her chair, steepling her fingers as she looks him up and down, assessing his response.
I’m all ears, boss lady. Lead the way.
She smirks, her eyes locked on yours as she leads you to a private room.
"Good to see someone who doesn't mind putting in the extra effort." She closes the door behind her and motions for you to take a seat. "Now, let's get down to business."
My face turns red as I look away. “Analyzing spreadsheets is one of my talents but not my favorite.”
Naomi chuckles softly, enjoying the blush on your cheeks.
"Oh? And what's your favorite then, if you don't mind me asking?" She leans forward, resting her chin on her hand, a subtle hint of seductive curiosity in her eyes.