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FRIDAY!
 
It's the start of a wild, wicked weekend. Miranda has offered to take us to her shooting of her new movie "renegade". Don't let the title fool you kids, it's actually some amature smut. If you don't want to go see that and participate, you can go with Amelie for daquiri's and some good old girl fun. 

{I am changing my model to Rosie Huntington-Whiteley. Anja Rubik's photos are all high fashion. There aren't really any casual photos.}
 
My heels clacked on the marble halls of the Vogue Paris Office. My hands held on tight to my camera and portfolio. I approached the receptionist desk.

She gave me directions to Leon’s office. I found it and walked inside.

“Ms. Landon?” His secretary questioned.

“Um, yes.”

“Mr. Mercier is ready to see you know.” She said while opening his office door and leading me in.

“Sir, let me know if you need anything.” She added.

His secretary left us. 

“Take a seat.” He said while motioning to the chair in front of his desk.

I did as I was told. He put out his hand for my resume. I gently put it in his hand. He opened the book and glanced through the pages. I couldn’t really tell if he liked the pictures or not. He abruptly got up and walked across the room. I could here the click of the door lock. He returned to his seat. He turned his chair so that the back was facing me. 

“You got the job.”

“OMG! Thank You so much. I will do my very best with everything I am given.” I rambled.

“Shut Up.” He said.

“Excuse me!” I exclaimed.

“Shut up….and get over here.” He said while turning around and putting a seexy smile on his face.

I left my chair. I unzipped my dress. It dropped to the ground. I went around his desk and straddled his lap. I untied his tie and took of his jacket. We kissed for a little while. He picked me up and carried me into another room within his office. He closed the door. He gently placed me on the sofa. His hands slipped into the side of my panties and slid them off. 

He kissed my forehead.

Then my nose.

Then my mouth.

Then my neck.

Then my chest.

Then my navel.


His mouth finally met its final destination. I sighed with satisfaction when his tongue started to move. I recognized the pattern his tongue was creating. He was spelling the alphabet.

A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I

The intensity grew with each letter. My breathing became deeper. My heart raced. My finger nails dug into the sofa cushions. I was starting to get wet. I was about to hit my max.

J, K, L, M, N, 

“Ooooooooooooooh!” I moaned. I continued to moan, but stifled them slightly remembering that I was in an office building.

He continued. By W I had started to come down off of my climax. He brought his head up. He stood up and started to un button his shirt. He opened a drawer and got a new one. I found my underwear on the floor and put them back on. After putting on his new shirt he came over and took my hand. We walked back into his main office. I put my dress back on and he zipped it up for me. We both approached the door.

“I will have the HR people call you.” He said.

“When they call I will be sure to tell them about the naughty things you did to me here in your office today.” I teased.

He smiled. 

“How much to keep you quiet?” He played a long.

“Ohhh, I don’t know…. What are you doing tomorrow evening?”

“Hopefully you.” He wittily replied.

“Dinner first.” 

“Then it sounds like a plan.” He said while leaning in to kiss me. 

“See you then.”
I opened the door and walked to the elevator.

Now it was time for drinks with the girls.

I slid into an empty seat.

“Look who showed up.” Chantal “greeted” 

“It’s nice to see you to Chantal.”

The conversation moved around from different topics. They talked about the fight between Clarisse and I, Amelie’s love life, and Scarlette’s love life. Scarlette got up and headed to the bathroom. I took a seat in her spot, since Chantal was seated next to her.

“How does our little Angeline like her doll?” She asked.

“She loves it, and is very thankful for your gift. I am sure she will find a good use for the doll.” 

“Great.” She said while putting a devilish smile on her face. I moved back to my seat.

Angeline never received that doll. I cut it open and out spilled more information supplied by Chantal against Clarisse. I still hadn’t decided if I was going to use it or not. Clarisse has been a little quiet recently. She most likely is trying to find something to get back at me with.
She is going to have a little trouble with that.
Everybody knows about my past and present activities.
The rest of the afternoon was spent in a daze. 
I couldn’t stop thinking about Leon.
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doriboop
Wrote 6 years ago
love the dress:)

lochiii
Wrote 6 years ago
Oh, wow. Sounds like we will be working together. Just be careful with our boss he tends to be.. sticky. Trust me, I know what I'm talking about. - Scar.

theyshinesobright
Wrote 6 years ago
love it!

high-fashionista
Wrote 6 years ago
I ADORE THIS.
seriuosly this is so wonderful, I love everything!
 
you fucker.
xxx
Clarisse

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