1. Investments control


    Date: 4/4/2016, Categories: Anal, Author: AndreaDetroit, Rating: 18, Source: LushStories

    by God, I'll shut you up myself!" I saw her look of mocking disbelief and felt my own irritation grow. "I don't know who the fuck you think you are, but here, right now in this lift you're pissing me off no end, and I will put a stop to it if you don't. Understand?" The menacing tone must of hit home because she just stood there in stunned silence. Oops. I'd gone too far. I stood up immediately and offered her my hand. "Look sorry about that, but you were losing it a bit and it was getting on my fucking tits." Her eyebrows rose a notch, and she regarded me more cautiously. Hesitantly her hand held mine. 'Hmmm,' surprisingly strong grip I thought as we shook hands. "I'm Ziggy. Pleased to meet you..." and raised my eyebrows inquisitively. "Oh I'm sorry, Andrea, Mrs Andrea Detroit account manager, Deloitte," she said as if waking up from a dream. She blinked twice and gave a long hard stare. I was impressed by her self control. She was obviously a capable woman used to dealing with stressful situations, but this was out of her comfort zone. She took a few long breaths after introducing herself and a sort of calm washed over her. It was impressive to see. Not only had she subtly restored her equilibrium but the expression of serenity made her very attractive. I wondered how many times that trick had helped her in her career. Her face was oval shaped, topped off with a thick mane of long dark hair, that today was done up in a sort of loose bun. It suited her and her bare neck ...
    looked simply gorgeous. I liked what I saw and had difficulty hiding it. As I've already mentioned, she had emerald green eyes and although they looked very sexy, they didn't have that 'come hither look that perhaps brown eyes have, but nevertheless she did know how to use them. I could see she was inspecting me, just as critically as I had her only done moments ago and felt a thrill run down my spine. I gave her my best smile. She released my hand and smiled back. Now I was in trouble. My smile was friendly, but hers was simply devastating. Her thin sensual lips and sparkling white teeth worked in combination with her eyes and produced an effect that had the power to melt even the coldest heart. Her high cheekbones rose and her small button shaped nose seemed to wrinkle delightfully and with her small dimpled chin completing the picture, I couldn't help thinking her husband was a lucky man. "Well, Mrs Detroit, pleased to meet you," I said as I sat back down against the side. "I can certainly think of more pleasant circumstances in which to meet someone like yourself but for today we'll have to do with this." She placed one hand on the handrail, still refusing to give in to unorthodox chain of events and stood there thinking about something. "Did you say your name was Ziggy?" The disbelief was evident. I smiled to myself. "Yes, but it's short for Siegfried. My father was a huge fan of Wagner which was bad news for my sister. Luckily for her my mother put her foot down otherwise ...
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