FREENBECKY ONE SHOTS

Office (18+)

Freen walks with firm steps towards her office. She smirks at her own silhouette in the mirror. Her high heels and tight pants make her curves look even more appealing.

She checks the eye liner that framed her bright brown eyes before resuming her previous action. She flips her hair and open the double door unceremoniously and her secretary quickly run to close it. She sits elegantly in front of the huge glass table, full of demos and record deals.

She owns her own record label and it was one of the bests. She had made a partnership with Yuki, her record label being now responsible for female adult voices. She loves the power she gets from that.

How people would sink in the chair when her brown eyes bored into their souls, judging them, eying every single movement.

She glances at the clock and see that it's time for the appointments with the ones that wants to be signed. One by one she heard all of them. Some being really good and the others not promising. She rolls her eyes as the last one exits the room. She put all the papers aside and picks up her phone.

"Wait, it's my turn" says a young woman pushing the doors open. Freen eyes the woman up and down and gestures her to take a seat.

"So, what are you doing her?" she asks placing her phone on the table. She leans on the chair and looks suspiciously at the woman. White legs are deliciously on display as she wears a tiny short. Her blouse is see-through letting her mouth water at the vision of firm breasts hugged by a red bra. She stares at the brown orbs and averts her gaze to the luscious lips. This is going to be interesting, she thinks to herself.

"I'm here to get what I want" the dark-haired woman answers with confidence.

"And who said you are going to get what you want?" she asks crossing her eyes and deviously smirks at her. That attitude would be very interesting in bed. She licks her lips thinking about wiping that cocky grin of her face.

She wants to show her who is in charge of the situation running her hand on the shiny hair and aggressively pulling it. She would bite her neck and whisper in her ear the she could do nothing but obey.

"You are not only bossy but deaf too?" she asks with a smirk. Freen's eyes opens in surprise at the woman standing in front of her. Her cleavage is in full display as she leans both hands on the table. "I'm Becky, by the way" she adds winking.

Freen can't help but smile at the sound of the name. She quickly regains her composure and arches her eyebrow.

"Do you think it's funny, Becky?" she asks slowly pronouncing the woman's name.

She stands up walking slowly around the table. Her single finger run along the flat surface. Brown orbs follow the path she traces with interest. She smiles at the Becky's gasp when she is in front of her. She touches the silky hair and get closer to the ear. "You shouldn't be so cocky." she whispers pressing her against the table.

"Is that so?" the girl asks biting her lip.

"Flirting with me won't get you the record deal you want" she answers running her hand up and down Becky's arm.

The cat-eyed woman closes her eyes enjoying the touch before opening them, revealing a sea of desires and lust. A tiny hand grabs the pales finger making them both shiver.

"I never said I wanted a record deal" she answers pulling the hand to her breast. She squeezes it over Freen's hand and slightly moans.

"You shouldn't do that with someone who could potentially be your boss" answers Freen with lustful eyes.

Freen looks straight into Becky's eyes unconsciously licking her soft lips, as she presses herself closer and closer to the becky woman placing her thigh between her legs, hand still on the girl's breast.