Thread: All Work and No Play

Heels clicking against the sidewalk as she made her way down the street without stopping, she had gotten out of the taxi only a few short seconds ago, her hazel eyes staring up at the large building in which her boss worked. There was always something, just a twinge of something, within her when she looked up at that building and found herself parting her lips to let out a soft breath of air. Pushing the doors open just in time to catch the janitor, she issued instructions for him to lock the doors, you know, in case of a robbery or anything, although it was more so for her own purposes. Seventy eight floors on this building, and with him still on the first, she knew that she might just have time to make her move on her lonely, sex deprived boss. She knew he wasn't sex deprived because of his wife, oh no, she had seen the pictures of her and met her once or twice when she came into the office looking for her husband, and she knew she was one of the few women in this world who wouldn't have any trouble with keeping their husband over the next several years. However, that was not her aim Not to take her husband anyway, but to loosen him up. Thick curls of dark brown, almost black if you were in a situation like this where most of the lights were either off or dim. Shifting her free hand through curls of her hair while the other held onto the brown bag full of chinese food, she had gone out with a list and come back with exactly that and a little bit extra in case his varieties had changed, however she knew he was going to be full by the end of the night Not just because of that food. Pencil skirt holding onto her hips and mile long tan legs, the Hispanic woman parted her lips and let a soft breath of air again slide through her glossy lips, her rich hazel eyes glanced over her body as she stood in the mirrored elevator, smoothing her hand over her firm rear lightly. Although her appearance was that of a well taken care of secretary, she knew just like anyone else there were hints of sexuality within the woman, just like there was in any woman. Whether it be the faint smell of perfume that dripped off her body or the way that you could just barely see an outline of her breasts pushing up from her bra with the few unbuttoned buttons from her white button down shirt, the woman was subtly sexy. But not for long. Walking into the cool air conditioned floor that her employer worked on, her heels made very little noise against the carpeted floor, black heels moving carefully as she let her curls fall over her upper torso. Knocking gently on the wooden doors that led into his office before pushing them open once she got the response of her being allowed to come in, her pearly whites shown as she smiled softly at Callen, holding up the bag of food before speaking, I hope I didn't keep you hungry for too long. Meanwhile, back at Callen's place of residence, there was a pout toying on his wife's lips when Liam tried to get 'angry' at her for merely poking him She should've sat on his legs. That was always how Daisy thought when it came to pestering Liam, a habit she had been granted since the day she was born and Liam asked if she came with a receipt to take her back and exchange her for something else. Taking another bite out of a strawberry, she watched as he stood up and smiled softly when he caught sight of her on the kitchen counter. However when he began nitpicking at her about the kitchen sink, she reached out and thumped him politely in the head as he washed his hands, You're just mad because no one likes your dirty hands. Sticking her tongue out in a half childish fashion, Daisy tilted her head before adding, Besides. You don't have anything better to do tonight, Liam, so quit complaining. Unfortunately for him, she knew he couldn't deny such a thing. listulistulistu