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I lathered myself in my favorite Victoria's Secret lotion, making sure to cover every inch of my body. I then straightened my hair and put it into two long French braids. I stood back and examined my caramel figure. I looked like a little "Mochahontas" with my hair done this way. I proceeded to get dressed, slipping on a pair of sheer pink thong underwear. Then I put on this cute denim skirt that I used to wear all of the time in high school, so it was a little short and a little tight. Perfect! I then put on a little spaghetti strap blouse. It went well with the shoes I wore. They were a pair of dainty opened toed heels, with a little strap that went around the ankle. I took one last look in the mirror before leaving. "Looking good girl." I said to myself. "If he doesn't want you now, don't call him back" I continued and walked out. I hopped in my car and headed up the freeway. Traffic wasn't too bad and I ended up arriving at Sam's office building at about 11:45am. I drove through the parking garage and found a spot. I looked in the mirror once more, before I got out of the car and applied another layer of lipstick. I was feeling pretty damn good about myself, as I am sure much of the occupants of the building could tell by my sexy sashay as I entered the lobby. I scanned the building directory for my lover.

"Sam Garrett." I said, finally discovering his name. "7th floor, suite 707."

I stood in front of the elevator, waiting for the door to open. "Ding." The bell sounded and the door opened. Three gentlemen in designer suits appeared, their conversation halted as soon as they saw me.

"Damn!" said the not-so-shy one.

"Hello" said the other two simultaneously, as I walked past them, into the elevator. I could see them staring back as the doors closed. I just smiled and looked up. What a feeling. I love when guys show me that kind of attention. I just feel that much sexier. Now, I really couldn't wait to see Sam. The elevator reached the seventh floor and opened. It was pretty quiet up there. Except for a few random keyboards being tapped on, and the receptionist answering the phone, there didn't seem to be much going on. I looked around, taking in the atmosphere.

"Can I help you?" Said the receptionist, catching my attention with her quick -tempo, nasal voice.

"Uh, yes." I said, collecting myself. "I am here to see Sam. Sam Garrett"

The woman picked up the phone. "Mr. Garrett, you have a visitor." The woman looked up at me and answered back to the phone. "Okay. I'll send her in."

"Go ahead honey" The receptionist said, pointing to the large doors to my left. "Right through those doors."

"Thank you" I said. I turned and approached the doors. I took a deep breath, smiled to myself and entered his office. Wow! Sam's office was huge. It was very spacious. I was immediately overtaken by the smell of new leather. The cream colored carpet stretched from one ivory wall to the other and complimented the rich brown colored furniture. The lights were soft, almost dark near the door. Sam was sitting at his desk near the window. He was on the phone, so I walked around the room, investigating the art and trophies that adorned his walls. Sam glanced over at me, giving me a wink, acknowledging my presence. I offered a coy smile and continued my tour around the room. Sam sounded like he was doing big business. I really don't know what he was talking about. I imagined that he was hammering out some huge deal. He was powerful man, very sexy. He motioned me to his desk. I approached him and he made a tapping motion on his desk.

"Sit" He mouthed, still talking on the phone.

I did as I was ordered and sat on the edge of his desk. My skirt rode up a little as I crossed my legs. Sam looked down and gave me a distinct look of approval. He reached forward and stroked his harsh hand from my petite ankle up my slender shin and back down. He seemed like he was getting a bit frustrated with the voice on the other end.

"Hey, Bob" Sam interrupted.

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