Team Victor: A GoldmAnna Fic

Chapter 1: Goldman

*This chapter is explicit*
Wednesday

Glen Goldman put two coffee's on his boss's desk and left the room just as he heard him grumble to the slight, young woman who had just entered.

"You're late." Victor said.

Glen gently closed Victor's door behind them for their meeting. Then he caught the vision of Anna Huang standing on the main office floor with a sexy, mauve-painted half smile, and a look of anticipation in her amethyst eyes.

"You're still so invested in that ship, you might as well put aphrodisiacs in their coffee," she said, raising her jaw confidently and swaggering towards him. He took in the view of her from soft hair and facial features down to her stilettos. Her white, office-professional blouse revealed just the right amount of her gorgeous flesh above her top button. To contrast with her softness, she wore a matching masculine-cut tweed power suit. A lavender purse hung from one shoulder. She was a perfect package.

"That's devious!" Glen chuckled through his nose a little, trying to stay cool while the embodiment of feminine sexuality moved towards him - at least she was to him. He felt himself beam at her. "I would never do such a thing!"

"He drove her home last night." Anna purred. "I stayed late, and right as I was leaving I saw her get into his car."

Glen bit his knuckle in an exaggerated suggestive reaction. "You suppose he went into her apartment this time?"

"God, I hope so. They both need it." She reached Glen's desk and leaned towards him with her fingertips on the edge of his desk and whispered, "Just like I need it. Where is the rest of LFG?"

Glen was thrilled with her perfect timing. "Most everybody went out to lunch."

She reached over his desk, grabbed him by the tip of his necktie and pulled causing his tie clip to slide up. "Conference room. Now."

"Yes, Ma'am!"

She turned away from his desk and stalked into the empty, soundproof conference room. Obediently he followed, completely under her spell. When he got close enough, her familiar signature perfume of citrus and sandalwood set off a reaction in him that sent his blood rushing to his erection.

His mouth crashed into hers, his hands ran up the back side of her blouse. She closed the door behind them with her foot. Pressing into him, she reached behind him and locked it. He knew what to do next. This wasn't the first time he had had raunchy office relations with the Chen Media Company Chief Operations Officer. It was the fourth time, and he hoped there would be many more times. So far their escapades had only happened at work during work or break hours: Business associates with benefits.

She pulled away from him, gasping. "You think he'll like her report? Or will he berate her with pent up sexual energy?" Watching Mei and Victor hold themselves back from each other was their catalyst every time.

He breathed against her cheek, close to her ear, "Why, did you sabotage her report or something?"

"I should! Maybe he'd spank her." Anna smirked with mischief. "Right over his desk!"

"You wouldn't dare."

"Of course not! I'm as loyal to my boss as you are to yours."

"Sounds like you want a spanking."

She laughed low and her violet eyes sparkled at him impishly, "Hmm, oops, what gave you that idea?"

He pushed her skirt up over her hips and gasped and he had to try to stop his voice from cracking with excitement. "Garter belts and lace stockings, people still wear those? Holy fuck, Anna."