Aryst groans in her seat, it's been a week since her last project. She needs sex, she's horny and ovulating. She needs to suck on some tits, but of course she won't make it obvious to her work mates.
Aryst looks around her glass office, she could see the people outside minding their own business, as for her, she's bored as fuck. How did she came into this situation?
She was a perfect girl, pretty, smart, not so rich but still hell of a girlfriend material. So she wonders, why didn't she just ask someone out? Why is she not moving? She's clearly touched starved. "Fuck." Aryst mutters.
"Boss?" Aryst's head snapped. "Hm?"
"You have a client in 10 minutes?" Meg, her secretary asks as if trying to remind her. "Oh. Of course I didn't forget." Aryst mumbles.
"Sure, boss." Meg says, her eyes teasing. Aryst rolled her eyes. With that, Meg closed the door Aryst didn't know Meg has opened and leaned on her chair. She took her phone and played some boring game to use up the remaining time as she waits. Soon enough, Meg texts her that her new client has arrived. The name was Ace Winston.
She has researched the woman weeks back, Ace Winston was a trainer who has a lot of money that is now trying to build a gym at the city center. Aryst is bitterly jealous considering this woman was the same age as her and has a lot of money to even hire her for designs, not to mention has a lot in the freaking city center, how the hell is this woman so money packed and at 26 years old? It was cruel fate, but Aryst accepts this woman was a nepo babe.
"Good afternoon, Miss Colin." Ace Winston says politely. Aryst's head snapped to Ace Winston entering her office. She was wearing a casual denim jeans, cropped top that highlights her abs and...why is her breast so-One thing was on Aryst's mind, HOT. This Ace Winston woman was hot, not the regular hot woman like her adores, but butch hot. Ace Winston has a short army cut hair, her buff body, not to mention the height and her legs, full muscles. Aryst doesn't usually salivate but now she is, she is salivating.
"Good morning, Miss Winston, please take a seat." Aryst says, her tone professional as always hiding the fact that she is literally attracted to the woman she's speaking with.
Ace smiles and sits as instructed. "Thank you, my friend says to ask for you."
Aryst blinks. "Friend?"
"Yes, her name's Willow, she's a mutual friend of ours? she-you didn't know?"
"Willow?-Oh..Willow..my friend from high school? Willow Theroux?" Arsyt asks.
Willow was indeed her friend whom she has constantly contacted even through college. Aryst was beyond grateful for Willow's help on this, giving her a client. Willow, her friend who keeps poking Aryst's head whenever she complains why she's still single.
"She told me to look for you for the designs of my upcoming gym but it's not all that, I also did my own research and your firm says it is a wise decision to approach you." Ace says.
"Of course, do you have any designs in mind that we can explore?" Aryst asks,
Ace smiles softly, crossing her legs. "Straight to business I see." She chuckles and leaned back to the chair. Aryst blinks fast and thought. 'Well of course, you're paying me, babe.'
"Um-" Aryst stutters.
"I mean of course, sorry. I'm not usually a serious person, I didn't mean to-" Ace starts to explains as her face begins to redden.
"No, it's okay, I just didn't expect that from a client. It's not a big deal-" Aryst says politely.
"Of course, but yes, I do have a design in mind." Ace says as she leans to talk about her idea in mind, her perfume was strong and intoxicating as Aryst listens and tries to make the design realistic.
The meeting ended after 3 hours and Aryst's social battery was drained to end. She ought to go to sleep as Ace waved goodbye. As the door closes she slumps in her swivel chair and closes her eyes.
Meg voice disturbed her peace. "How did it go?"
"How does my usual meeting go?" Aryst spoke in a lazy tone, her eyes still closed.
Meg chuckles. "Of course. Do you want anything?"
I want tits on my mouth.
Fuck, I'm such a pervert.
"I wanna go home." Aryst whispers. "Well, you should go then." Meg says. "Later." Aryst whispers as she rubs her temples. "I need to speak to the newly grads under me about the designs for our latest client,"
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Few hours later Aryst found herself inside a bar, drinking horribly with her friend, Jane. "Have you seen the newly hired cutie?" Jane says in excitement.
"Ew, what are you a pedo?" Aryst pushes Jane playfully. "Oh come on, he's just 1 year younger than me."
"Still, that's like liking your brother." Aryst says, drinking the bourbon straight. "Woah, Aryst, calm down."
"It's okay, I'm not that drunk." Aryst says as she looks at the dance floor. She's not in the mood for hook ups. "Besides, I'm supposed to be asleep inside my apartment, why drag me here?"
"Well, I just pity us, we're getting older and still no..significant others-"
Aryst starts laughing. "Are you fucking serious?"
"Oh come on, you're the same as me." Jane says defending herself as she grips Aryst's wrist. "Why don't we just let fate chart its course?" Aryst says. "But really Aryst? Have you never really looked at those juniors and thought, they're hot?"
Aryst begins to remember the juniors faces. "Well, I will admit I did find some guys to be attractive, but..I just can't take liking someone younger like I don't know.."Aryst says. "And besides, life isn't about looking at the opposite sex and thinking they're hot-"
"BULLSHIT!"
Aryst laughs again as the playful banter between her and Jane continues.
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Few weeks has passed since Ace's visitation, the newly graduates under Aryst came up with a lot of designs based on Ace's vision. But unknowingly, Ace chose the design Aryst personally made.
"This one incredibly captured my thoughts." Ace says with glimmer in her eyes. Aryst nods. "You think you need to add or remove a design?"
"No, this is perfect." Ace smiles softly, excitement in her eyes.
Great.
No more revisions.
Aryst is throwing a party inside her mind.
Few days before finalization, Meg hastily enters Aryst's office. "Hey boss, your client wants a revision." Meg says.
"What? Who?" Aryst asks, hoping it is not Ace.
"Ace Winston?" Meg says, stating in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Fuck."
