Work Daze (Series) Rated R
Posted: Sun Feb 27, 2005 4:15 pm
Part of the Heero Gets Laid (by Relena) arc.
Heero is a young, up-and-coming attorney on the fast track to becoming the youngest partner in his conservative legal firm. Nothing could stand in the way of his bright future. Except maybe one thing: Relena.
Warning: Adult situations and sexual innuendo. Rated R for a reason.
<i>Heero glanced again at the reflection in the mirror. That stupid mirror that stared out into the hallway and workspace just outside his office door. He tried to will his eyes back to his computer screen, or the contracts on his desk or, well, anything else, but they refused to comply. He was becoming a pervert, plain and simple. And that secretary of his wasn't helping.
Full, red lips nibbled on the top of her pen and Heero felt a cold sweat start to form on the skin of his palms. His jaw slackened when she shifted in her chair again, crossing and uncrossing those long legs as she spoke on the phone and jotted down notes.
Thigh highs. She was wearing thigh highs. He could tell from the slight line on the front of her skirt. Probably with lacey tops; maybe garters, and?
Damn. This was all Maxwell's fault. Heero shook his head and finally dragged his attention back to his files. She had been here, working under him, uh, beneath him?er, for him for the entire summer already and it had not been a problem in the slightest.
It had been great, in fact ? thigh highs aside. She was intelligent, efficient, hard-working? The list went on. And then Duo Maxell had to ruin it.</i>
Heero is a young, up-and-coming attorney on the fast track to becoming the youngest partner in his conservative legal firm. Nothing could stand in the way of his bright future. Except maybe one thing: Relena.
Warning: Adult situations and sexual innuendo. Rated R for a reason.
<i>Heero glanced again at the reflection in the mirror. That stupid mirror that stared out into the hallway and workspace just outside his office door. He tried to will his eyes back to his computer screen, or the contracts on his desk or, well, anything else, but they refused to comply. He was becoming a pervert, plain and simple. And that secretary of his wasn't helping.
Full, red lips nibbled on the top of her pen and Heero felt a cold sweat start to form on the skin of his palms. His jaw slackened when she shifted in her chair again, crossing and uncrossing those long legs as she spoke on the phone and jotted down notes.
Thigh highs. She was wearing thigh highs. He could tell from the slight line on the front of her skirt. Probably with lacey tops; maybe garters, and?
Damn. This was all Maxwell's fault. Heero shook his head and finally dragged his attention back to his files. She had been here, working under him, uh, beneath him?er, for him for the entire summer already and it had not been a problem in the slightest.
It had been great, in fact ? thigh highs aside. She was intelligent, efficient, hard-working? The list went on. And then Duo Maxell had to ruin it.</i>