Arthur in the office

Arthur wasn’t hiding, No really. He had very important work to catch up on, he found that managing such distracting employees had negatively impacted his productivity(although the department’s overall performance had increased so Danyssa certainly wasn’t complaining.) He definitely wasn’t avoiding the intern that he’d been saddled with, no ma’am, he just had a lot on his plate with onboarding. He exhaled. She was only going to be here for a week and then she’d get cycled to a different department. He just needed to keep avoiding her. No contact. No accidental touching.

Danyssa knocked and opened his door without waiting for an answer. Today she wore a dark purple shirt, and black pencil skirt, which contrasted with her pale blue skin. A thin gold chain hung around her slender neck. She circled his desk looking every bit a predator, dangerous, unrelenting. She stood in front of him, bending at the waist to place the palms of her hands on his arm rests.

“Mr. Penn. Would you care to explain to me why your new intern is being shepherded around by Ms. Blackknife?” Arthur’s heart skipped a beat. “Ms. Violora doesn’t really have a technical background, so I thought Mata could provide a useful primer on some of the basics while I get ahead of things.” Shiavereth smirked, but it didn’t reach her eyes. She leaned in closer, her lips a hair away from his ear. “So diligent, so hardworking. But I think that perhaps your time might be better spent developing a promising new addition to the company, don’t you?” He could feel her hot breath with every word. Arthur steeled himself. “I- don’t know if that would be… prudent.” Danyssa pulled her face away to stare at him head on. “Cut the shit, Arthur. I said that you were going to be running this pit, and I meant it. She’s a direct link to Saris, and her tight little ass would look delicious wrapped around your cock. You made me discerning, and I want her.”

She straightened up. “You better hurry. I asked Mata to go resolve a technical issue for my receptionist, and I told the Violora fucktoy to go spend some time with Becksdale. You know she’ll probably be needing some relief by now. I think I must have forgot to milk her before we left.” She tapped her chin thoughtfully. Arthur bolted up, dashing out of his office.