The Sales Seductress

Natalie rubbed her tired eyes and gazed at the screen with a mix of desperation and hope, longing for the numbers to finally add up. Her mind raced with calculations, struggling to keep pace with the intricate spreadsheet and its ever-changing variables. Hours of intense focus had left her mentally drained, her brain feeling overwhelmed and exhausted. A knock on the door, triggered a surge of annoyance and disappointment, knowing she’d be torn away from her work once again. “Yes?” she called out, her voice tight with frustration and a hint of exasperation.

“I know you’re busy but, do you have a moment?” A familiar voice said in a tone that suggested she didn’t think what Natalie was doing was important at all.

Natalie sighed and leaned back in her chair, her eyes drifting over the framed pictures of her family placed neatly on her desk as she turned her attention to the door and the unwelcome visitor. Weeks of overtime trying to keep up with everything while Corporate breathed down her neck meant she really wasn’t in the mood for another of Jackie’s lectures on office minutia, but there was no stopping that woman…

Beatriz leaned forward, her blouse tightening across her chest, accentuating the swell of her breasts. “Well, I’m here to see if you’re getting everything you need.” The innuendo seemed so blatant it couldn’t be accidental, but Natalie’s eyes were still drawn to Beatriz chest and that musky, caramel and vanilla scent had drifted across the table. Beatriz’ lips quirked in what might be satisfaction, but she continued without comment. “I know that you’ve been using a different supplier for some time, but I’d like to show you the advantages of switching to my company.”

“I work for Office Essentials and I specialize in servicing small and mid-sized businesses. We offer a complete line of high quality office products at competitive prices, and I can show you a comparison chart of how we compare to your current vendor if you’d like.”

She pulled a glossy trifold brochure from her briefcase and passed it across the desk. Natalie glanced at it quickly, the services were comparable but fending off cold-callers was supposed to be part of Jackie’s job.

“Look… Beatriz?” Natalie tried the name on her lips for the first time. “I don’t want to waste your time,” She said, trying to bring the conversation to a quick end, “I’m sure Office Essentials is an excellent provider, but we are quite happy with our current company and, to be honest, these prices seem a little high.”…

Beatriz didn’t wait for further comment, putting her hands on the table, she hopped up, sitting herself right next to but facing her, long legs dangling just above the floor.

Natalie’s throat constricted as she swallowed, her tongue thick in her mouth. Beatriz’s knee was mere inches away, and it was so hard not to stare at her sleek, stocking clad legs. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat, struggling to maintain her composure. This was so unlike her, she felt like a flustered schoolgirl.

“So, what do you think?” Beatriz asked, leaning forward slightly. “It’s an attractive offer, isn’t it?”. Natalie found herself staring straight at the swell of Beatriz’s breasts and the promise of her cleavage. The saleswoman knew exactly what she was doing. How far would she go? How far would Natalie let her go? That aroma of chocolate, vanilla, and caramel from her perfume filled her nose again, clouding her brain.

She cleared her throat, trying to regain some composure. “It’s a good offer, but I’m still not sure if it’s something we can afford.”…

“Good girl.” Beatriz whispered. “Stop fighting it. Let’s go over our product line and pricing…” She began speaking, describing the various office supplies they offered, her voice hypnotic. Natalie tried to pay attention, but her eyes kept drifting back to Beatriz breasts and then down to her thighs, noticing the way her skirt hugged her hips, and how the silk of her stockings accentuated her toned legs.

Natalie didn’t even know how long she had been staring, but eventually Beatriz stopped speaking and Natalie looked up into Beatriz face, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “I think it’s time to look at the contract now, Natalie, don’t you?” Beatriz asked.

She nodded. “Yes.” She whispered. Beatriz smiled and hopped off the table, moving to stand behind her. She felt the saleswoman’s hand on her shoulder.

“Good girl.” Beatriz said softly. It was demeaning to be talked down to this way and yet somehow Natalie let it happen.

“This contract will bind your office to a one-year agreement to purchase office supplies from our company. I’ll need you to sign at the bottom.” Beatriz whispered in Natalie’s ear, hot breath sending shivers down her spine. “It is more expensive than your current contract, but you’re going to pay it… aren’t you?” Natalie nodded, heart racing, guilt mixing with her arousal. “That’s a good girl.” Beatriz whispered, and Natalie got a thrill from the sound of it. “Just sign at the bottom.” She signed her name with a shaking hand, but even as she did, she knew it was a mistake.

“I thought you were going to be more of a challenge, Natalie, but it turns out you’re just like the weak men who make my job so easy.” Beatriz laughed softly, and Natalie squirmed as a strange mixture of shame and arousal warmed her body. “But I’m not a whore, I don’t fuck you, I just fuck your wallets.” Beatriz chuckled at her own joke, eyes gleaming with triumph. “Do you know what I’m going to do with the money I’m making off of you, Natalie?”…

The insistent drip of water on gravel dragged Natalie from her sleep. Beside her, Glenn snorted in his sleep and rolled over, not so easily disturbed. Clean the gutters, she thought, the mundane task a sharp contrast to the desires already stirring within her.

Her thoughts drifted, as they so often did these days, to Beatriz, remembering again her intoxicating scent and those full red lips. Her hand slid between her thighs, fingers pressing against her pussy, pulling the hood of her clit back and circling it. She bit her lip, holding back a moan, back arching as the pleasure spread through her. What would Beatriz’s fingers feel like, she wondered, or her tongue. She held back a moan, fingers moving faster as her husband slumbered next to her.

Work was a blur, just as it had been for the last two weeks. Even Jackie’s pursed lips and tutting didn’t pierce the fog that had spread across Natalie’s mind. Two more weeks. Two weeks before Beatriz would visit again and Natalie still hadn’t solved the problem of how to pay for this new supplier, or how to get out of the previous contract…

Natalie fidgeted and glanced at the time again. Beatriz should be here by now. Why was she late, was she not coming? It disturbed her just how eager she was to see the young saleswoman again, even though she was dreading how the meeting would go.

The nervous feeling had been growing in her all day. She had left her office door open and every time she head the front door open, she sat up straighter in her chair, listening closely, only to be disappointed. The only good thing about it is that it had distracted her enough, there had been no visits to the restroom.

Finally, she heard Beatriz’s distinctive sultry voice greeting Jackie and Jackie’s surprisingly warm response to her. In the entire time Natalie had worked here, she couldn’t remember Jackie ever taking a liking to anyone. Beatriz really was irresistible. What was taking so long though, why was Jackie being so chatty instead of just showing her through?

Finally, the door opened and Beatriz, strolled in, her hips swaying sensually. Natalie shot to her feet, unable to conceal her eagerness. Beatriz lips quirked in that familiar smirk, as she sat in the chair opposite to Natalie, crossing her legs so that her short, black skirt rode up her thighs…

A successful manager discovers how easily control slips when someone else knows exactly what she wants. Shame, desire, and a signature on the page pull her into something she can’t stop craving.

The Manager’s Shame

by Mia Sumner

“Say it.” The tone of command in Beatriz voice was irresistible.

“I’m going to pay.” Natalie gasped.

“Again.”

“I’m going to pay.”

“Good girl. Now, let’s get the paperwork out of the way.” Beatriz removed her foot and Natalie whimpered, ashamed of how pathetic she sounded, but her body craved more of those wonderful sensations.

“Uh-uh.” Beatriz shook her head, holding up the order form and a pen. “First sign.”

Natalie took both, placing the paper on the desk, she barely even read what she was ordering, her hand trembling with eagerness as she signed it. Beatriz laughed.

“Oh you’re so broken aren’t you sweetie. So broken. All those filthy lesbian thoughts swirling around your head. All the things I’m never going to let you do to me.” She deftly removed the form from Natalie’s grasp, putting it away carefully…

Natalie’s signature sparks a lawsuit, but it is the memory of Beatriz’s lips that keeps pulling her under again and again.

Natalie pulled her hand away from her crotch with a start, forcing herself to stop thinking about Beatriz and read the letter in front of her. The simple black and white text spelling out a lawsuit against the company. A lawsuit created by her own actions, by signing the contract for Beatriz. This was worse than she had thought it could possibly get and Natalie really couldn’t afford to keep daydreaming, she had to find a way to end this mess as quickly as possible.

“Jackie.” She called out. “Come in here, please.”

She tapped her foot impatiently, waiting for a response. She knew perfectly well that Jackie had heard her, the old woman just like to make her wait. After an interminable wait, Jackie final ambled into the office, her face fixed in its usual pinched expression.

“You needed something, Natalie?” She always made it sound like it was an inconvenience to her. That lack of respect was like salt in an open wound today…

She told herself she could still negotiate. Then Beatriz leaned close, and Natalie’s traitorous body remembered exactly how this always ends.

Part 9: Sold to the Highest Bidder

by Mia Sumner

“Ms. Chavez is in the conference room.” Jackie’s icy voice came from the doorway, breaking Natalie’s concentration. She had been pouring over the budgets, looking for ways out. It was going to take some creative accounting, but there was a way, and nobody had to know about this mess. She just had to stay clear-headed and negotiate!

But even as she rose to her feet, she felt her palms begin to sweat. Her body was eager to see Beatriz again. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, she must keep that in check. When she opened them again, Jackie was looking directly at her with an expression that seemed almost like contempt. It was gone in a second, returning to her familiar pinch lipped look, making Natalie wonder if she had imagined it. She didn’t have time for Jackie’s attitude right now, she had to deal with Beatriz.

Steeling herself, she walked towards the conference room, keeping her pace steady, trying to ignore the way her heart seemed to be beating faster. Trying not to think about Beatriz perfume and how the room would smell as she entered it.

Natalie paused when she reached the door to the conference room, her hand trembling slightly as she reached out to grasp the handle and pull it open. Fighting back the momentary panic, she yanked it open and walked in with the most confident expression she could muster on her face…