Sorry that I haven't updated! I lacked inspiration. But then my dog inspired me :] I love you bb :* Sad right? I wanted to make her job long, but didn't want to spend that many chapters on it. So I managed to fit most of it in this chapter. One of my dear friends wrote Mike's whack off session, cause I was way too lazy…so if you happen to like it, give props to her!
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I slowly opened my eyes, letting them adjust to the light. I looked around to see the ruins of his condo. I kind of feel bad, I mean-SHIT! I look at the clock, its 5:00 AM, I have to get ready for my next hit. I quickly get up, and run around the apartment trying to collect the scraps of clothes, so I can leave without being butt naked.
Once I made a decent outfit, I ran outside, and hailed a cab. I gave the taxi driver the address of my safe house and we were off. Hopefully I would have the required clothes for my next job.
My next job:
Subject: Mike Newton of Newton Enterprises Inc. It seems that Mike has been helping some of the terrorists over in Iraq. Tisk Tisk Mike.
My Cover: Office Assistant.
This is going to be fun.
Once the cab stopped at the house, I ran out of the car. He yelled after me about his money. I quickly whipped out my gun, and shot, two to the chest, one to the head. I mean, no one can know about my safe house. Just to make sure, I run back to the cab and see a black gun resting in his hand. Really Emmett? The cab driver?
While walking into the house, I pick up my phone and dial.
"Hello Bella." Says the sultry voice.
"Really, using the cab driver Emmett?"
"What, you can't blame a guy for trying!"
"Okay Emmett, bye!"
"Wait Bella!"
I hang up quickly so he couldn't track my location like I knew he was doing. I quickly ran to my room, and into the en suite bathroom. I took a brief shower to rinse all of the sweat off of my body, and then dried off with a shitty towel. I walked over to the closet, and looked at my "Seduce the boss" guide. Seriously there actually is one. It was made by my company's personality consultant, Alice. She researched the targets, and then told us how to act; she actually got her degree in psychology.
Dear Bella the note read
For the first day you can't be very promiscuous, you just have to let him know you are a viable option.
Day 1: Get him to notice you. She drew some examples of some outfits that would work for day one, so I could get the main gist of it. I looked through the racks of clothing and picked out a knee length leather pencil skirt, matched with a beige top with a scoop neck that went down to my collar bone, paired with some black cut out heals. I quickly grabbed a purse, blazer, and a pair of earrings to complete the look.
Jesus the company spent way too much money on clothes.
Total of clothes today?
Top: 790
Blazer: 2,195 (well it was silk and Alexander McQueen!)
Skirt: 1,850
Shoes: 895
Purse: 1,090
Earrings: 150
Total of 6,970 dollars…Killing Someone? Priceless.
….
Well actually I was getting 5 million for the hit, but DETAILS!
Once I was done getting dressed, I walked to the bed and pulled out a case from under the box spring. It contained all my fake ids. Who was I going to be today?
Ella Bawns, which was really just my name mixed up. I walked out of the house, and into the garage, getting my 848 Ducati out. I slipped on the helmet, and took off down the deserted road.
XXX
When I arrived in the company's parking lot I noticed that my hit was there too. Time to start the show. I could see him and a couple of his buddies ogling my bike. I took off my helmet and shook out my hair like they do in the movies. I bent down to the bikes mirror to fix my hair and makeup, while giving them a good look at the goods. Once I was done I walked by them with a simple
"Good morning gentlemen." They all stood there with their mouths open, hoping to catch some flies I guess.
Once I was in the elevator I started to go over my cover in my head: Ella Bawns originally from Portland. Both parents are alive and well, traveling around the world, currently in Saudi Arabia. Has a degree in Business from SU. Lying is in the details.
I walk into the office and pretend to look lost as I walk up to the secretary's desk.
"Hi, I'm Ella Bawns, the new Office Assistant?" I say
"Oh! Hi, Ella! My name is Jessica! Let me show you to your desk!" She was very peppy, and blathered on and on while she led me to my cubicle. When we were finally there she said
"Mike, I mean, Mr. Newton, should be here any second to meet you." With that she walked away, and for that I was grateful. I sat in the spinny chair, and looked around observing random things…Could I jump out the window for an escape, is that an ax for a fire emergency, is that a back hallway? And so on.
"Hello, my name is , but everyone calls me Mike." He introduced himself and stuck out his hand.
"Ella Bawns, just call me Ella." I giggled flirtatiously as I shook his hand. I saw him looking me up and down, he went to his office. But not before asking me to go get a coffee for him. Cream, no sugar. Poison possibility, yes. When I went into his office to drop off his coffee, I saw him hang up the phone very quickly.
Suspicious activity? Yes.
After doing little bits of busy work around the office, and meeting Lauren, Angela, Ben, Eric, and Tyler, and being hit on multiple times by the guys, it was time to go home.
I ducked my head into Mike's office and said
"I'm going to go home if that's alright with you? Do you need anything else?"
"No, I'm fine Ella, have a good night." I called back a 'you too!' and left.
So many possibilities, so much time.
XXX
Day 2
I woke up this morning to the delicious smell of my automated coffee machine brewing. Yum. I hopped in the shower quickly, and went through all my morning rituals. I went to my company cell phone, and opened up the text from Alice, that I knew would be waiting.
Dear Bella,
Each day now you are going to show him your assets. One at a time, don't overwhelm him. Once again she sketched some example pictures.
Today I chose to show off my tiny waist.
I picked out a pretty cream lace blouse, that had a belt around my waist, and a black pencil skirt that went down to my knees. I paired it with nude heels, a grey brown clutch, and some beautiful earrings to complete the outfit. I went outside, but then decided to fetch a coat, as it was rather chilly. I chose a tan peacoat. Today's total of clothes?
$3457
Not as bad as yesterday, but I will be needing to speak to the company about this incredulous spending of money on clothes!
I walked back outside to my bike, but something felt off. I checked my bike and sure enough there was an ignition bomb. So that when I put the key in the ignition, and turned, I would've been nonexistent. I took it off quickly and disposed of it in the woods. And of course I was going to be late to work.
I quickly hop on my bike, and get to work just in time. 10 minutes after I get to the office, Mike comes up to my cubicle. He assesses my outfit of the day, and then looks exactly where I want him to, the tiny waist.
MPOV
Friday, is the day I'm going to see what Ella dresses like outside of work. To make a legitimate reason to, I invite everyone out to the bar across the street after work, to prepare for the team bonding activity.
I walk up to her cubicle, and I have to stop dead in my tracks. The blouse she is wearing highlights her miniscule waist, and soft curves. My mind starts going to dirty, DIRTY, places.
She slowly slides on to my dick, and I hear a moan escape from those full lips of hers. I bring my hands up to her slim waist to sl-
"Mike? Do you need something?" she calls out, snapping me out of my stupor.
"Um, yeah, I was wondering if you wanted to come out with me and the rest of the staff on Friday after work? We're gonna 'prepare' for the team bonding activity on Saturday!"
"Umm, yeah, sure, what time should I be there?" she asks.
"Nine is good."
BPOV
Day four, almost done, just have to get to Sunday, and I can be out of here!
I quickly go through my morning rituals, and find another note from Alice taped on my closet door. Meaning she visited me while I was in the shower.
Dear Bella, It read
Today is another day to show off one of your greatest assets, your legs, and I know by the way you dress, that you don't need any help picking it out! But also keep what asset you chose from yesterday accentuated!
Toodles!
I knew exactly what outfit I was going to wear, I ended up wearing a pink, black, and white top that accentuated my small waist, but had a very high neckline, and a skirt that ended right above my knees. I paired them with light pink leather pumps, a leather patent bag, and beautiful earrings, with my hair up in a sexy bun. Total price today?
$5210
Pricier than yesterday, but still cheaper than the first day.
XXX
The day went by boringly as usual, except for one small thing. I found some suspicious paperwork on Mike's desk today, I quickly photo-copied it and sent it to HQ, then I read it. It was a telegram.
TO: MIKE NEWTON
FROM: SPINNER
MIKE MAKE MONEY TRANSFER STOP REMEMBER 500,000 THOUSAND BY THE END OF THE WEEK STOP YOU SAID YOU WANTED TO HELP US STOP NOW DO YOUR JOB STOP
Then it had the date and time it was sent.
Proof! Finally! Well, maybe. I can't kill him until I have concrete evidence.
XX
It was Thursday, FINALLY! Today was my master plan! Today I was going to wear a shirt that had the 'tendancy of falling off' or…I would make it come off. So I planned to wear very sexy undergarments today, so after my little peep show, Mike would need to relieve his "problem" in the men's bathroom, while I snooped through his computer.
XX
I showed up at the office wearing an olive one shoulder belted top matched with a textured skirt that came up right above the knee. I then paired that with a metallic clutch, ankle booties, and very sexy patterned opaque tights. Underneath? A very sexy black silk bustier, and a black thong to match!
With a price tag of $5521 it was well worth it.
I arrived at work to be greeted by a few pointed stares from the girls, and lustful ones from the guys, and one of awe from Mike.
I made a show of having to keep tugging down my skirt, so it would look like it usually rid up.
Time to start the plan.
I walked into Mike's office with his coffee, and sat down waiting for our morning summary of things that needed to be done. I rubbed my eyes and yawned for preparation of what I was about to do. Once he was about to talk I yelled
"SHIT! I lost my contact!" I got down on all fours and started blindly searching around the floor, while letting my skirt hike up. I heard his breath hitch, and knew it was working, he could see my thong perfectly. After letting him enjoy the view I screamed
"FOUND IT!" then while I was standing up the sleeve on my shirt may have "accidently" slipped off my shoulder, so he saw the satin corset.
I theatrically gasped, and pulled it up and muttered sorry profusely. He just stood there in shock and awe about just getting a free peep show.
He muttered excuse me and quickly walked to the men's bathroom. I quickly hopped on his computer, and I was amazed by what I saw.
MPOV
OH SHIT! I had a boner, and I had to get rid of it fast, before anyone noticed! I speed walked to the bathroom, and locked myself in the stall. I tried using mental imagery, to get it to go down but it would not deflate. Damn, I guess I'm going to have to whack off.
Relying on fantasies of Bella in various states of dishabille as I started rubbing my shaft, swiping my thumb over my head to spread the pre-cum. I began to focus on her face. Her rounded, smooth breasts appeared in my head as I thought of what it would be like to taste them, tease and suck on them. I thought her hands - her small, cool hand guiding me to paradise. I imagined the sounds tumbling out of her mouth as she came. My thumb and fingers made a tight ring around which my cock flashed in and out, and my hips joined the action by thrusting against my hand, so hard it was almost painful…almost
Oh god, Bella I wish this was you
A vivid image of her wet, warm body - open and fully ready for me - appeared in my mind.
She's so fucking hot.
I remembered everything, her hips pointed up to the sky and her legs falling open in search for contacts;I changed the scene a little, so it looked like I was fucking her from behind. The mewling, gasping moans coming from her lips as I bombarded all of her senses at once. My hips bucked forward and I pumped my hand faster and allowed my mind to freeze on that image of her face - mouth open, eyes shut, back arched. It was over seconds later as the waves of pure bliss crashed over me.
Well, fuck.