Negotiating Skills (3 page)

Victor leaned
back in his CHAIR
closed his eyes and
exhaled deeply. It had been one hellishly long
day.

He stayed up later than he wanted
the night before to conduct a teleconference with some potential
Russian investors, and came in early that morning to deal with a
construction crisis involving a new South Beach development that
was already behind schedule.

He was exhausted and glad that the
day was finally over, but glancing down at the file on his desk, he
couldn’t help but feel disappointed that he’d been unable to meet
with Veronica that afternoon.

Sniffing the air he could still
smell her sent in the room. Whenever she was around there was a
faint hint of coconut, honey, and just plain Veronica in the air.
It was a heady combination that always had him thinking of wet
pussy and sweaty sex.

He didn’t know why he kept
torturing himself with their weekly meetings. He was semi-hard
every time she entered his office and rock hard by the time she
left each week.

If it weren’t for the importance
of the application she was working on and the flashing hands off
signals she seemed to always display, he would have made a play for
her weeks ago. Unfortunately, Victor did not tread where he wasn’t
wanted.

“
What a shame,” he mumbled to
himself as he loosened the top few buttons of his shirt.

Veronica was smart, snarky, funny
and sexy as hell. She was the type of woman he usually avoided like
the plague—the type of woman he couldn’t be casual with. She was
smart enough to capture his attention and comfortable enough with
herself and in her skills to speak her mind and not pull any
punches. She wouldn’t be demanding of his time but she would know
if he no longer wanted to give it.

Veronica was the type of woman any
man would want to keep happy but he usually wasn’t the type to be
held down, but she tempted him enough to want to give it a try.
Suddenly having someone to wake up to and be demanding of his time
didn’t sound like such a death sentence.

He relaxed further into his chair,
remembering their last meeting.

Veronica wore her usual boxy
slacks and a loose shirt and as usual Victor was torturing himself,
trying to imagine what kind of curves her clothing hid from him. It
had become one of his favorite games while he listened to her husky
voice talk about code compilation and server space.

He was at the point where he was theorizing
about the size of her nipples when she excitedly jumped up from her
chair and walked over to the large screen television he used as a
monitor on the opposite end of the room.

“
The new dashboard is
finally up and running,” she said excitedly as she leaned forward
and stuck a small flash drive into the side port of the
screen.

“
I wanted you to see what it
would look like live and on screen and not just some print out on
paper,” she said.

In truth Victor couldn’t really
remember what images were flashed across the large screen. All he
could remember was the flash of lace covered breast he glimpsed
when Veronica leaned over to insert the flash drive. All he could
see at that moment as Veronica continued on about the usefulness of
the new feature were her large, caramel smooth breasts tipped with
perfect chocolate colored nipples.

Thinking back now, Victor wasn’t quite
sure how he had gotten through that last meeting without grabbing
Veronica, and nuzzling his head between her perfect
tits.

Groaning out load, Victor reached down
and rubbed his cock through his pants. He was a breast man through
and through and the glimpse he received that day had been haunting
his fantasies ever since.

He had gotten to the point of where he
was constantly fantasizing about Veronica walking into his office
wearing a pair of her sex personified heels and stripping for him.
Slowly revealing all of the luscious skin she kept so well
hidden.

He fantasized about her leaning over
him and feeding him her breasts as she straddled him on his chair
and rode his cock until he exploded.

Groaning again Victor glanced at his
closed door and began unbuckling his pants. Taking his straining
cock into his hands he sighed as he stroked himself, thinking of
all the things he wanted to do to a naked and willing Veronica
James.

Veronica huddled behind the couch,
worrying over Rossi’s response to her latest report. She heard him
groan several times and was worried that he may not like some of
the upgrades she made to the application.

She knew that they were ambitious
changes but they were also completely necessary for the application
to be as robust and flexible as Rossi requested.

She was nibbling on her lower lip,
debating on whether she should take another quick peek around the
couch to gauge his expression while he was reading her report, when
she heard the distinct sound of a zipper being lowered and a
relieved sigh drifting through the air.

Veronica’s breath caught at the
implications of the sound.

Is he getting
undressed
, she asked herself as her heart
rate began to gallop in earnest. She smothered a soft moan of her
own as the thought of an undressed Rossi so close to her settled in
her mind.
Of course he’s not
she lectured to herself and shook her head to
shake out of her lust induced haze.

Still she couldn’t resist taking a
peek.

Taking a quick breath she leaned
forward and looked over the corner of the couch. Her breath froze
in her chest and her eyes widened as she took in the site before
her.

Rossi sat leaning back in his big
executive chair, his head thrown back, and eyes closed with his
hand stroking the most magnificent cock she’d ever seen.

Veronica couldn’t look away. She
watched as he stroked himself slowly up and down. His penis was
long and thick with arousal.

She watched as his fist tightened
around his shaft with each upward stroke. When he stroked his thumb
across the tip and slicked pearly droplets of pre-cum around the
bulbous head, Veronica struggled to hold back a whimper.

She wanted to crawl across the room
and help him smooth the droplets with her tongue and suck him
whole. She watched as he increased the tempo of his strokes and she
struggled to breath. She’d never considered herself a voyeur, but
watching Rossi get himself off was the most erotic thing she’d ever
seen.

Her mouth had gone dry and she quickly
ran her tongue along her lips wishing they were on Rossi, wrapped
around his pulsing dick.

She had a fleeting thought that her
attraction to Rossi had finally pushed her over to the deep end
from lustful thoughts to downright dirty and raunchy need. Her
breath was coming out in pants and her panties had surpassed damp
the moment she first looked and saw him stroking
himself.

She couldn’t make herself turn away.
She was entranced, wanting, and needing to see Rossi reach his
release. His tempo slowed a bit, as if he was trying to prolong the
moment, trying to torture her with the view of his dick pulsing for
release. He rubbed his thumb across the engorged tip again and
began pumping his fist in earnest.

Veronica’s ears began to ring as she
waited in anticipation. She stuck her tongue out again to moisten
her lips as she saw his hand tighten and his dick flush a deep
purple as he came, the pearly ropes of cum drizzling over his hand
and down to his ball sack.

Her throat constricted as she imagined
those pearly ropes sliding down her throat.

It took a moment for Veronica to
realize that her ears were still ringing. It took her another
moment to realize that the ringing wasn’t in her ears but, the
melodic tingling of a cell phone and it took an even longer moment
for her to realize that it was the sound of her own cell phone
ringing loudly into the air.

In a flash her eyes looked up from
Rossi’s lap to see his eyes locked on her from across the room as
the phone let loose its final tone.

When Victor first heard the
ringing
of a phone he thought it was his
own, too caught up in his pleasure to realize that the sound was
coming from across the room. When the discrepancy finally
registered, he snapped open his eyes, briefly pausing his pumping
fist, searching out the sound only to see Veronica staring intently
at his dick.

He couldn’t take his eyes away from
her.

She was crouched across the room, her
body mostly hidden behind his couch, but he could see her face
clearly, and what he saw was lust clearly stamped across her
beautiful face.

Her light brown checks were flushed,
her lips were wet and pouty, and her eyes had a slumberous quality
to them that threw him over the edge.

She was so focused on his dick that
she didn’t seem to notice him staring right at her. He couldn’t
stop his hand from renewing the firm pumping on his shaft. He felt
his balls draw up and his seed roll up his dick as Veronica’s
perfect pink tongue peeked out of her mouth and slicked across her
pouty lips.

He came in his hand watching her lick
her lips and pant across the room. He came wishing that she was
kneeling between his legs sucking him dry.

In the moments following his release,
Victor waited to feel some sort of embarrassment or shame about
being caught masturbating in his own office, but as he stared
across the room at the look of lust on Veronica’s face, he felt his
dick twitch in his hand ready for another round. No, he thought to
himself, this is a definite game changer. Calm and cool Veronica
James was just as attracted to him as he was to her.

He watched as awareness of his stare
slowly dawned on her face. When her eyes snapped to his, he felt
his dick harden further.

“
Fuck,” she whispered softly
into the now silent room.

Expecting to see him flinch away in
anger Veronica was surprised when Rossi calmly reached across his
desk for some tissues and slowly began to clean himself.

“
I believe I just did that,”
he said, quirking an eyebrow at her.

“
The question is why did I
have an audience?”

It wasn’t until he began to tuck his
member away and zip up his pants that her muscles finally
relinquished control back to her brain.

She scrambled up to her feet as Rossi
stood from his chair and began to walk over to her.

“
This isn’t what it looks
like,” she said, her voice coming out in an embarrassing squeak as
she scrambled back towards the door and away from Rossi’s stalking
gait.

“
I…I was just going to leave
you my report and was about to leave when…” her voice trailed off
as she struggled to come up with a plausible excuse for her
presence in his office.

“
When you had an urge to
hide behind my couch?” Rossi asked in a dry tone as he leaned
forward to place his hand against the door and effectively trapped
her against it.

“
Yes! I mean no. That’s not
what happened,” she stammered pressing her back against the door
and fumbling for the door knob.

“
I was going to leave, I
swear. I didn’t intend…”

“
To take in a show instead,”
he asked as he chuckled softly.

“
Uh no, but I didn’t see
anything,” she said. “Really,” she stated at his raised
brow.

“
You understand how this
situation changes this relationship don’t you?” he asked, pulling
back from her and placing his hands in his pocket.

He rocked back on his heels and
studied her. He watched as a panicked expression spread quickly
across her face

“
No,” exclaimed Veronica.
Her eyes were wide as she ceased her struggled with the door
knob.

“
No,” she repeated shaking
her head. “This doesn’t change anything,” she stated.

“
I don’t see how it
doesn’t,” replied Victor.

“
The application is almost
finished,” she went on ignoring his comment.

“
You can’t fire me now. We
have a contract,” she said.

“
You have to agree that the
dynamic here has changed,” he said shaking his head at
her.

“
It doesn’t have to,” she
insisted, “We can just pretend this never happened. It doesn’t
change anything.”

“
I don’ really
see…”

“
I’m serious. We can just
wipe the slate clean. The first presentation to the VPs is tomorrow
and the application is half way done,” said Veronica.

Victor tuned out the rest of
Veronica’s rambling and stared into her eyes, seeing the
desperation behind her words. She was assuming that he wanted to
end their professional relationship but that was far from the
truth.

Veronica had saved the project and
regardless of the current situation, he was enough of a business
man to not let it interfere with completing the project. Too much
time and money had been invested and regardless of his attraction
to her, Victor had every intention of offering her a retainer
position with his company.