Her Hostile Takeover

by Chanel Ivy

  I never really thought of women in that light before, I mean sure ladies are definitely the fairer sex, but this woman was drop-dead gorgeous, and it took me by surprise that merely watching her move from behind her desk created a warm fluttering sensation deep within my core. I always had boyfriends in high school, nothing serious, but I had never even dabbled in same-sex relationships, or even thought of it for that matter. Greg did warn me about her, I guess. What the hell does this woman have over people that makes them feel this way? This woman was not only my boss, but she's the founder and CEO of the company I just started working for. I can't think of her like this at all. My career depends on it.

  Greg was worried I wouldn't last the next few days with her, and now I can see why. I thought he was concerned she'd order and bitch me out of my job, not seduce me out of it. She has to know she has this power over people, and I can't let her know that it works on me. I need to do everything in my power to not show her how attractive I think she is.

  I shook the lustful thoughts from my head, smiled, and reached out my hand to shake hers and introduce myself, "Miss. Walker, it's an absolute pleasure to meet you, I'm Tessa Green."

  She looked me over slowly, and the warm fluttering immediately returned. I consciously made an extra effort to swallow my desire to be with her and straightened my spine as she took my hand in hers firmly.

  She took in a quick breath, and I watched her shocking bright red lips part as she spoke, "The pleasure is all mine, Tessa. I'm looking forward to having you with me. Working I mean. I assume you have the Jackman file to review?"

  Straight to work, thank God!

  "Yes, I have the file right here," I replied, holding out the dark blue binder. "Where should I put my purse down Miss. Walker?"

  She turned away from me and delicately tossed her hair as she did, "Call me, Veronica, please. You can put your stuff in my closet if you like. It'll be secure in there. No one comes in my office without my knowledge anyway, so wherever you feel comfortable."

  "Your closet?"

  She snickered at my seemingly silly question, "Yes, I have a closet. I have an entire apartment on this floor. With a bedroom and everything," she smiled seductively at me as she sat back at her desk, caressing the smooth wood. "If I need to pull an all-nighter, I can just stay here and work. It makes everything so much easier. Here, let me show you."

  She got up from her desk and sauntered past me, grabbing my hand softly in the process. She led me to a wall panel and put her hand against a black computer screen I wouldn't have seen unless she showed it to me. It appeared to scan her hand, and the wall panel clicked opening to a bright white and cream foyer with elegant tapestries on the walls. She led me by the hand down a hallway to another door that opened to a regal looking bedroom. The walls were a light lilac color, and the heavy curtains were a dark cream. The four-post canopy-covered bed was absolutely the centerpiece in the room, well other than Veronica that is. Seeing the soft, plush bed made me want to lay on it with her, but no. I can't think about things like that right now. I can't let my guard down around this woman in the slightest. I need to keep my head straight and not let her know how attractive I find her.

  "Is there anyone other than you and Jamie on this floor then?"

  "I have my security team scattered in random places. Why do you ask?"

  "I was just curious. It's beautiful, but it seems like it would get very lonely up here." Why did I just say that? I'm coming on to her without even thinking about it. Shit.

  "Well now, aren't you full of surprises? I was expecting you to be a demure little brown noser and here you are, being all forward," she laughed.

  "I'm sorry. That's not what I meant. Here, let me just put my bag down, and we can get started." I fumbled through my words as I put my purse down next to an elaborately carved wardrobe and opened the Jackman binder. "Which sections are you most concerned with reviewing first?"

  "Oh well, I guess there will be time to play later. Start with the recent acquisition of Coleson Holdings, please," she said, seemingly disappointed.

  What the hell did she mean by having time to 'play' later? This woman is going to eat me alive.

  I pulled up the Coleson Holdings section in the binder and began reading as she led me out of her apartment and back into the main office. She worked at her computer for the remainder of the morning into early afternoon as I read her the portions of the file she requested. It was less intense than I expected it to be and quite informative as well. What was being done with Mr. Jackman's accounts were genuinely amazing. I think I learned more reading what Walker International was doing for this one client than in my entire last semester of college.

  I was finishing the last paragraph regarding the Coleson acquisition when Veronica interrupted me, "I'm starving. What time is it?"

  I looked down to my watch, "It's ten after one."

  She smiled as she picked up her phone and dialed, "Jamie, what's for lunch today? Sounds great. Have the chef bring two plates, please. One for myself and one for Tessa," she smiled as she hung up the receiver. "I hope you like roasted sea bass and sweet honey glazed carrots with turnip mash."

  "That actually sounds delicious," I replied, now feeling hungry hearing her talk about food.

  "So, while we wait for our food, why don't you tell me about yourself, Tessa?" she asked as she got up from her desk and sat next to me on the leather couch.

  Her every move seemed to excite each cell in my body, and now this intimidating woman was sitting mere inches from me. She tucked herself into the corner of the couch, facing me and crossed her legs so our knees were practically touching. Her movements made my breath freeze in my throat. It felt like I had forgotten how to speak. I wanted the words to come out, but they just wouldn't, and I felt myself just staring at her.

  She moved her hand from her face to the top of my thigh, "Are you alright, Tessa? You look a bit frazzled," she said with a slightly teasing tone to her voice.

  Her touch was all it took to pull me from my frozen, mute state, "Yes, I'm fine. It's just... I didn't get much restful sleep last night. Today being my first day here and all. I was too excited to sleep. First-day jitters, I suppose."

  Yeah, good idea Tessa, deflect that you are incredibly attracted to your boss by telling her you didn't get enough sleep. I'm sure she won't take any innuendo from that. I really need to start thinking before I speak.

  She left her hand on my thigh as she spoke, "I get it. There's no need to feel uneasy, though Tessa. From what I can tell in the few hours I've known you is that you are a bright young woman with a good head on your shoulders. What I like most about you is that you seem to have a solid grasp on common sense. Unfortunately, that's hard to find in the workforce nowadays. Hell, common sense is hard to find anywhere. Take Greg, for example. He's your direct supervisor, but I bet if there were an earthquake, he'd have to be told to take shelter under a table instead of just doing it. He's what you'd call a follower and not a leader."

  "So why is he even a supervisor then?"

  "Because he's a good follower. He follows me, and if I tell him to jump, he asks how high, and jumps exactly that high. I need the people under me to do exactly what I tell them to do, but I can't be down there managing all of them myself. That's where people like Greg come in. I trust him to not think outside of the box and just pass along my instructions verbatim, so the company runs precisely how I want it to."

  There was a knock at the door, and our lunch was brought in. Four servers began bustling about setting the large conference table with silverware, plates, and linens. It was a whirlwind of organized commotion that was over in under a minute. One of the staff motioned Veronica and me to the table, "Miss. Walker, lunch is served. Please do let us know if there is anything we can get for you and Miss. Green."

  "That will be all, Sam. Thank you," Veronica replied as she signaled for me to sit at the table and she followed the servers to the doors where she peaked her head out into the hallway, "Jamie, can you
make sure that Miss. Green and I are not disturbed for the rest of the afternoon? You can leave promptly at five today. Thank you."

  I was slightly uneasy as I listened to her instructions to Jamie, but I sat down at the table determined not to show any weakness to Veronica Walker.

  Veronica sat at the head of the table, placed her napkin on her lap, and began eating right away. She only stopped to pour a Loiure sauvignon blanc in both of our glasses.

  I looked at her as she poured, "I'm not sure I should be drinking with all of the work we have left to do today."

  "Nonsense, it's such a delicate flavoring, and it pairs perfectly with the sea bass. You'll love it, I promise."

  "Are you sure?"

  "I insist. Consider it a celebratory drink to a successful first day here at Walker International," she laughed.

  "But the day isn't over. Maybe I should wait until we're finished working. I'm kind of a lightweight when it comes to alcohol."

  "Tessa, you are reading from a file, not mapping genomes. I'm sure one glass isn't going to impair you that much. Go ahead, enjoy lunch, and drink the wine. It's not every day you get to drink with your boss, is it?" she replied, looking deeply into my eyes, and laying her hand over mine, causing my body to tighten instantly with lust.

  It was a split second, but I knew she noticed it. My body reacted instantly to her touch, and she knew it. The smile on her face and the way she slowly pulled her hand away from mine to play with her hair told me I was in trouble. My facade was broken in a matter of hours with this woman.

  Chapter 4

  I finished lunch, including my glass of wine, and I excused myself to use the restroom. The bathroom is as exquisite as you would have expected. The only thing missing was a golden toilet, but I figure that would be too gaudy for Veronica's taste. Everything she had was over the top but tastefully over the top.

  I was washing my hands when Veronica walked in. She looked at me like a predator hunting prey, and instead of being scared, I was excited. Veronica didn't say a single word; she walked straight up to me, forcing my back against the wall. She stared at me hard, and my only response was to put my palms out against the wall behind me. Bracing myself was the only queue she needed.

  Veronica kissed me softly cupping my face with her hands. I parted my lips, and she took it as an invitation for her tongue to slide inside. She tasted like the wine, and the sensation of her tongue in my mouth engulfed my body with pleasure. I instantly felt my body get wet with anticipation. She seemed to sense my eagerness as she took her hands from my face and lifted my skirt roughly. She pet my body over my panties and pulled away from kissing me.

  "You are very wet, Miss. Green. I didn't expect this from you, but I am pleasantly surprised. I want to see you. Show me your body," she demanded as she stepped back from me.

  I said nothing. My hands took over like they were on autopilot. I began unbuttoning my blouse and pulling it from my skirt as Veronica sat on a round white leather ottoman in the center of the bathroom.

  "Keep going," she demanded.

  I tossed my blouse to the floor and reached behind my back to unzip my skirt. I subconsciously thanked myself for wearing my matching white lace bra and panties as I dropped my dress to the floor. I stepped out of my clothes, still wearing my bra, panties, and black heels. I stood before this powerful woman on full display. I felt vulnerable, but I also felt excited. The anticipation of what she was going to do next, where she was going to touch me, I felt a hot throbbing deep inside my core.

  "You are beautiful," she smiled. "I want you to close your eyes, Tessa. May I touch you?"

  I closed my eyes and spoke without even thinking about my answer, "Yes, please."

  "You are such a good girl, aren't you Tessa? Have you ever done anything like this before?" she asked as her voice moved closer to me.

  I breathed heavily, "No, never."

  "I am going to make you feel things you have never felt before. Being with another woman is the most exhilarating experience, Tessa. I know what you like. I know where to touch you. No man could ever make you feel the way I am going to make you feel. Do you want that, Tessa?"

  "Yes... please." I begged.

  I kept my eyes closed even though I wanted to see her. I wanted to know where she was going to touch me, but I dared not defy her by opening my eyes.

  I jumped slightly as her fingertips touched my shoulder. She ran her fingers down my arm, around my waist, and back up my other arm as she circled me. Her heels clicking on the marble floor added to the sensory overload I was experiencing. I heard her breathing as she settled behind me. I stood there as still as possible, waiting for her to touch me again.

  She put one hand on my back between my shoulder blades and the other at my waist; then she bent me over. I reached my hands out, still keeping my eyes closed, and braced myself on the ottoman in front of me. She crouched behind me, and I felt her hands softly touch my ankles as she slowly moved her hands up my legs. Then I felt her tongue just behind my knee. It tickled at first, but when she began to lick up my thigh towards my ass, I felt myself get even wetter.

  She playfully bit as she pulled my panties down to my ankles. I stepped out of my underwear and spread my legs to kick them away. As I spread my legs, Veronica grabbed my hips and pulled my backside into her face. I felt her tongue glide over my slick private parts as she moved her mouth up and down, finding my clit with every downward pass. My core was pulsating with pleasure, and I felt like I was going to cum immediately. She knew I was too excited, so she changed positions, and her fingers replaced her tongue. She stood up behind me, slipped two fingers inside of me, and rubbed my backside slowly with her thumb.

  I never had anyone play with my ass before, but the sensation of having her fingers thrusting inside me, and rubbing the rim of my ass at the same time was invigorating. Just as I was getting used to the rhythm of her movements, she stopped. She took her fingers, wet with my juices, and put them in my mouth.

  "How do you taste Tessa?" she teased.

  I didn't know what to say, so I said the first thing that came to my mind, "I taste salty."

  Veronica giggled, "Yes, you do. It seems like I got you worked up into a sweat, but I assure you that deep inside, you taste sweet like honey. Now, do you still have your eyes closed?"

  "Yes."

  "Good. Stand up and turn around. Keep your eyes closed."

  I did as instructed even though I ached to see her, to feel her touch me. Between my thighs was still throbbing from her last caresses and I wanted more.

  I heard the rustling of clothes, and she grabbed my hand, placing it over her breast. She had taken off her shirt, and I felt her voluptuous chest through her satin bra.

  "Do you feel how hard my nipple is Tessa?"

  "Yes."

  "That's because of you. You excite me, Tessa. Your gorgeous body turns me on so much my nipples ache to be in your mouth. Now sit down." I sat on the cool, soft ottoman. "Give me your hands," she demanded.

  I lifted my hands, and Veronica pushed my fingers up underneath her bra so I could feel the smooth skin of her breasts. My body took over as I squeezed them, feeling their fullness in my hands. I pushed up her bra and pulled her closer to me as I put my mouth on her. I licked and sucked on her nipples until she cried out softly. I sucked her breast and moved my right hand in between her legs, pushing her skirt up. She wasn't wearing any underwear, and my fingers found her clit wet with pleasure. I had never done this before, so I decided to do what I already knew felt good from touching myself.

  I used my middle finger to slide effortlessly inside of her getting my finger soaking wet. I used my slick middle finger to make small circles over her hard clit as I sucked on her breasts. She cried out softly as she rubbed her body into my hand. I used two fingers to push inside of her, and as I pumped my fingers into her, I found her g-spot, and she gasped as she hugged me tightly to her. I pulled my fingers back out and continued to play with her clit and lick her nipples.


  Veronica plunged one hand into my auburn hair, pushing me to suck on her tits harder, and her other hand went down in between my thighs. I opened my legs wide for her as I continued to play with her body, and she softly slapped my pussy with her open hand. It was a shock, but one that gave me intense pleasure. She stuck three fingers inside me and hit my pussy again before she began mimicking the circles I was making on her clit. We were both soaking wet and moaning in intense pleasure when Veronica's phone started to ring loudly from just outside the bathroom.