Alicia flipped open her own file, the notes from the meeting they’d had with Sweeney last night sitting right on top. She picked up a large strawberry off the plate and placed the shiny end between her lips, her slender fingers holding onto the green stem. She looked down at her notes, but she could feel Cary’s eyes on her a she pursed her lips and let them slide further down on the large berry, just like she would with a hard cock. As her lips slipped past the widest part of the berry and got closer to her fingertips, she flexed them slightly back and forth, almost as if she was kissing the large object filling her mouth.
Cary watched, totally enthralled at the sight of her beautiful lips pursed teasingly over the shiny berry, her lipstick almost the identical bright red as the strawberry. She pursed her lips slightly forward and he saw her teeth close down, slicing decadently through the cool wet flesh of the fruit, before her hand casually drew the stem down and tossed it back onto the plate next to her. He felt a twitch in his groin, and knew the broken heating system wasn’t the only thing causing his temperature to rise.
“Phew, it is hot in here, isn’t it?” Alicia said as she picked up another file from her desk and started fanning herself, the gentle breeze it created causing her lustrous chestnut locks to swirl enchantingly about her pretty face. Cary was watching her adoringly, trying hard not to blatantly stare as he shuffled some papers around nervously in his own file. While she continued to fan herself, she reached up with her other hand and deftly plucked open the top button on her jacket, her slender fingers and blood-red nails drawing his eyes like iron filings to a magnet. With the button open, she ran her fingers slowly downwards and then plucked open the next button. She drew the overlapping material of the jacket open at her neck, three more buttons still securing it down the length of her bodice.
“There, that’s a little better,” she said in a soft breathy voice as she leaned forwards over her notes. Cary’s eyes zeroed in on the newly-created opening, the smooth skin below her neck and a white satin camisole now partially visible.
“Jesus, she is so fucking sexy,” Cary thought to himself. He pulled at his tie, loosening it—not so much because of the heat, but because of the nervous lump he had in his throat from being so close to this gorgeous mature woman.
“Okay,” Alicia continued. “Why don’t you read me some of the notes you’ve made? You can give me your thoughts on Sweeney’s statements he gave to us last night, and then we’ll talk about the best strategy to put forth and where we go from here.”
“Sounds good,” Cary said as he picked up his notes and started talking.
While Alicia listened, she reached down to the plate beside her and picked up a banana she’d specifically chosen. Of the ones on the fruit tray, it was the biggest one there. She nodded at one of Cary’s points, and then slowly started to peel the banana. She drew down the pieces of peel until the long creamy shaft was projecting suggestively from her gripping fist, the tip curving upwards right towards her waiting mouth.