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Victoria watched him as he left, an amused look on her face. Saying he was excited was an understatement. Sighing she walked to her desk to finish up the last hour at the office and used the time to layout everything she would need to help him get acquainted with the company. It wasnt long before Alice was knocking on her door to let Victoria know she was leaving for the day and Victoria began packing up as well. So Im guessing he has the job. Victoria looked up at Alice with a slight smile and raised brow. There was something in the womans tone. Yes. He starts tomorrow. He was verypersuasive in person. She finally turned her phone back on and placed it in her bag before putting on her coat and walking with Alice to the elevators. Hes a handsome kid. Apparently she wasnt the only one to notice. I wouldnt focus too much on that. Hes engaged. She said dryly causing the other woman to click her tongue in disappointment. Victoria slid out of her shoes immediately after opening the door and dropping her keys on the mantle. The woman loved fashion but she also loved being comfortable which is why she slipped out of the tight dress until she was in just her black thong and bra as she entered the kitchen. Setting her dress on one of the chairs she opened the fridge, getting the leftover shrimp alfredo linguine shed made yesterday. Going to her room, she finished up some last minute work while eating and didnt get to bed until one but at least she knew was adequately exhausted. Even so, as she burrowed under her covers for the night, she couldnt help her minds desire to roam as she closed her eyes. She remember his broad shoulders, the way his hands felt when she shook them. From there here mind wondered what it would feel like to run her fingers down his back, how his fingers would fill her as he brought her to orgasm. It wasnt work exhaustion that lulled Victoria to sleep that night but her own fingers as she finished with her pleasurable fantasy. Victoria was up early at 6am the next day as she skipped breakfast, opting for a muffin and coffee as she made her way to Sothebys. Her attire was simpler than yesterday, her curled tighter than usual with her supple body being hugged by an elegant btu comfortable white dress. Shed be stuck in board meetings for the duration of the day as they came up with blue prints and plans for the upcoming year. Getting into the elevator she went to the boardroom three floors down from her own office before. A few members were already present in the room as she got settled in at the front of the room. It wasnt long before everyone arrived and she began giving an overview of what was to be discussed. Weve shut down some departments within the company and created others as you all know. Before we make any more investments or take on more clients, we need to have those positions filled. She could hear a few murmurs of disapproval and resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Ive already hired two people to help me out with things but we need to start interviewing for these new positions and I want you all to personally head this. At the end of the interviewing, I need you to give me three candidates and Ill make the final decision on who to hire. Am I making sense? The backlash was immediate and she sighed when she realized this wasnt going to be like pulling nails. Six hours later she was walking out of the meeting with a headache and a need to fix the scowl on her face as she sent a quick email to Alice telling her to email her the list of people who called that day and fax a few files over to her home. She spent the short amount of time she had alone cleaning up the office they would share and finished just as her doorbell rang. Moving quickly, she walked down the cold stairs and through the hall as fast as possible, smoothing down her dress along the way before she opened the door slightly out of breath. Youre early. Good. Smiling with burgundy colored lips as she took in his form she couldnt help thinking that they were both dressed like two people going to dinner instead of work. She probably wouldve preferred the latter but they had things to do. Come in, you can take your shoes off at the door. I take it things went well last night? They certainly did for her. She showed him various parts of the first floor the kitchen with its island table, the spacious living room, and the den where she liked to relax. Upstairs are the guest rooms, our office and my room is at the end of the hall. The stair wall was lined with images of her family and friends as they made their way up, her hips swaying with each step. There are two public bathrooms up here so you wont have to go downstairs. A few steps on the third floor brought them to the open office. The house used to be her fathers, someone who was really into architecture and gadgets. She never bothered to remodel it when he passed away since it worked fairly well for her and she enjoyed the large windows. Your desk is the one by the windows. The computer has everything you need on it. I left a few things for you to start on the desk If you want to have a seat, I can show you how the software works and what I need you to do. She leaned on the desk and tapped the mouse. Its all pretty straight forward but I think its good to get the logistics of everything as soon as possible.