Svetlana Rusakova - Be Careful I Dont Always Have fun Cute

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Mr. Chief - CEO, confident, dominant, charismatic. Angel - His fresh secretary, smart, playful, alluring, and assertive. The camera opens with Angel injecting Mr. Boss's modern, luxurious office. He is sitting at his gigantic mahogany desk, looking thru some paperwork. She ambles in confidently, closing the door behind her. She ambles leisurely toward his desk, her high-heeled shoes clicking on the polished floor. She places a document in front of him, deliberately leaning forth just enough to tease. His gawp flickers from the paper to her, perceiving the deliberate provocation. She leisurely ambles toward the bed to sit down, her frigs brushing the hem of her pencil skirt. She leisurely pulls the microskirt up to reveal her damn sexy nylon legs. He watches her, astonished and intrigued. He gets up from his stool and moves closer to her, liking the view of her nylon legs. - Tell me, Angel, do you enjoy taunting me, or is this just a all-natural talent? Angel reacts to him, and leisurely taunts him, running her frigs down his muscled chest, lower and lower, to his already incredible full salute that he can’t hide from her eyes. - You’re toying with fire - Mr. Chief says confidently, knowing what’s coming next. - I like the warmth - Angel says, laughing. - You’re reckless. - And you love it. She smiles before pulling himself closer to him. - Say it. - I want you, Mr. Boss. Dark-hued screen, sequence ends. Angel sits in Boss’s chair, her confidence increasing in size as she watches him skinny against the table in front of her, mitts crossed, investigating her. She leisurely runs her frigs over the leather armrest, lodging herself into the stool that isn’t hers. Chief narrows his eyes, taking a step forward. He places his mitts on the table, slightly caged, but she doesn’t waver. - Let’s play a game - the Chief suggests confidently. - A game? - Angel’s eyes flicker with interest.