They sat comfortably in the large office. Both were sharply dressed, business types. There was an odd & awkward tension in the air.
“What should I call you?” Michael asked.
She thought for a moment. “Just call me Kelly. I’d like to keep this on a first name basis because…”
“Don’t bother explaining discretion to me,” he said, cutting her off. “I already know who you are.”
He nodded. “I watch the news avidly. I know a lot about your stellar reputation. Your secrets are safe here.”
A look of embarrassment crept over her face. She blushed. But she also grinned slightly.
“What exactly do you know about me from watching the news?”
“I know that you’re an executive at a major financial institution, and that you’ll likely become CEO some day. Much of your success comes from grabbing men by the balls and making them do your bidding. Apparently, you can be a real bitch at times, but you’ve made investors a lot of money with your savvy business skills.”
She smiled, almost in laughter. “Were all those things reported on the news?”
“More or less,” he replied, with a faint smile of his own. “That’s what they say. Maybe not in those words, but it’s strongly implied.”
“Figures,” she shrugged.
“Tell me why you’re here.”
“I keep asking myself that same question.”
“So you don’t know why you’re here?” he asked with an eyebrow raised.
Kelly looked down at the floor. “It’s complicated.”
“It usually is. Women are complicated creatures. I find that most women have a difficult time articulating what they want, and if they can, they’re still unsure of themselves. But in many ways, women can be very similar to men when it comes to wanting their sexual desires fulfilled. It’s just that women usually have a harder time fulfilling those needs because of social taboos.”
She continued looking down at the floor. “I’d say you’ve hit the nail on the head with that statement. At least when it comes to me.”
“I’m usually right about these things. I could tell a lot about you from the moment you walked in to my office.”
“Such as?” she asked, looking straight at him.
“You come across as a real uptight cunt. Many powerful women are the same. They have sex drives which can rival male porn stars. Unfortunately for those women, they tend to avoid sexual encounters to preserve their hard earned reputations, which only increases their urges.”
Kelly sighed. “You’ve certainly provided me with an entertaining morning. We’ve just met, and you’ve already called me a cunt and a bitch. It’s been a long time since a man has called me those names to my face.”
“Am I wrong in my analysis?” Michael asked, knowing he was right.
“I didn’t say that either.”
“Then tell me I’m right,” he insisted.
“You love antagonizing me, don’t you?”
“It’s part of the process.”
“Fine,” she replied. “I guess I fit the bill of those women you described. I think about sex a lot. Maybe it’s because of the pressures of my job. I masturbate a lot in my apartment. I rarely get laid though. I worked my entire life to be in this position, and the last thing I need is to be labeled a slut, or a whore.”
“What fetishes do you have?” Michael asked casually.
“I’m sure you don’t just masturbate thinking of a man fucking you. There has to be more. What really gets you off? What are your favorite fantasies?”
She thought for a moment. “I’ve always had exhibitionist fantasies. I’m not saying I want to be in a porn video or anything like that. But I’ve always liked the idea of being watched, either in public or in the office.”
“So you like the idea of being watched while people think you’re completely unaware.”