Lies and Innocence (closed for cnuveau)

[cnuveau]

He faked a frown “But that will ruin my vibe”. A laugh breaking out. The thought of him having a vibe in and of itself was funny. Him worrying about ruining was even funnier.

“Don’t have to ask me twice.” He continued kicking off one shoe then the other tucking his socks into them. “Better?”

 

[Ravishing]

There is a smile to him then and a giggle, she seeks to squeeze his hands. Clearly, to Kitty, it meant something he'd do with her. Thus, barefoot she aims to pad along with him for the office. "Oh... darn we really need to get a second key." She shakes her head and motions for him to open it.

 

[cnuveau]

They walked down the hall and he dropped his shoes by his door on the way past.

Turning the lock he looks over his shoulder “Curious, you seem to have a lot of trust for the staff around the house. Is there a particular reason the office stays locked?”

 

[Ravishing]

Kitty nods some to him as he looks at her. "Every reason. The safe in there has not only Amanda's jewellery, my Dad and Mum's, but almost a million kept within it. It has the house deeds and other important papers, my birth certificate. My passport." She seems to think a moment. "But it has the bonus for the staff. in there too. Every time throughout the year one of them has either a bad day, a bad personal moment, or anything. I added a bonus to it. So their six monthly bonuses end up making up for all those things which due to them working for me, they choose not to tell me about, and thus miss things. A kid's recital. Baby's first steps. Whatever. I don't -have- family, but I can ensure once every six months they get something to make up for missing moments. I wish they'd tell me, but they see me working my ass off and choose to support me. So. I support them. It's not them I want to stop taking things. They wouldn't. But if it's locked up whenever I'm not in here, I know all that is safe from random happenstance..."

 

[cnuveau]

He nodded understandingly as the entered the office. “ Ok, makes sense. It’s helpful to know what we’re protecting as well.”

Her acknowledging the sacrifices her staff made in the their personal lives was touching.

He took his seat at his desk as Kitty put in her ear buds and started her first call.

 

[Ravishing]

Her first one was a second call to the board. Ensuring they understood she'd be in tomorrow to sign the contracts she was having her lawyer draw up today.

Her second call lasted two hours, with her talking to said lawyer dictating everything she needed him to find, re-draw and work out new contracts. Transferring everything into her power. She also made sure he got a hold of Amanda's Lawyer and confirmed what Kitty knew should happen.

When she was finally off the phone with him, she took the time to stand, stretch up onto her toes with her hands up over her head, stretching that body which hadn't moved once in three hours.

 

[cnuveau]

Brett busied himself with some filing while she was on the phone. When she finally hung up with her lawyers, stood and stretched his eyes were drawn to how her sweater dress rode almost obscenely high on her thigh a she stretched then up to her breasts pressed out into that soft cotton. “Mmmm” he thought to himself. “Shall we scare up some lunch?”

 

[Ravishing]

Relaxing down to flat footed. "Yes. Definitely. We didn't eat breakfast. Millie will be pouting."

As she seeks to leave with him for the kitchen. They found BBQ ribs with salad and ale. Millie eyed them. "Sit, eat." As she folded her arms.

Kitty sat demurely. "Yes Millie." And then Millie eyed him.

 

[cnuveau]

Brett walked over to Millie and gave her a hug. “How are you holding up?” He asked as he pulled away. He’d just met her but he knew she had a connection with Amanda. She mumbled. “I’m fine”. With a smile as she patted his hand

“The ribs smell amazing!” Brett exclaimed as he took a seat next to Kitty.

“We don’t have much left on the calendar for the afternoon.” He directed a Kitty.

 

[Ravishing]

Katherine watched the interaction between Brett and Millie and smiled.

"Alright Miss, I've got to go home tonight. Marks broke his arm. I don't want to leave you two alone fending for yourself. So there's either the meals in the freezer. Instructions in the drawer for each. Or the drawer." Millie moved up close to them hugging Kitty first and then Brett.

Then she left that kitchen heading through the house. Kitty still wore a shocked face. Starring after Millie for a moment. "Marks her youngest." She murmured.

 

[cnuveau]

Brett felt bad that Millie had Marks arm to tend to on top of everything else. She definitely had her hands full.

As they finished their lunch he asked. “So what’s on the agenda for the afternoon?”

 

[Ravishing]

Using a napkin to wipe her mouth slowly. Then a lift of her juice up to sip. "... first, the funeral home phone call. Provided it goes okay, then I ring the Rafe board of directors and tell them my lawyer is talking with Amanda's to get the paperwork sorted out."

Another mouthful of juice as she stood. "If the first doesn't go well I get to ring the hospital and find out where Amanda ended up..."

 

[cnuveau]

He nodded for a moment then “We’ll, let’s get back to it then.” as he got up and cleared their plates.

Walking back to the office he noticed the feel of his new clothes against his skin as he moved more then he had previously. The way the loose soft fabric brushed against his skin as he walked was kind of arousing. Not really noticing at the time that feeling had caused him a semi-erection that produced a bulge that’d likely be noticeable to anyone observing him.

As he got back to his desk he stood behind it and began organizing the remaining files that needed to be sorted out.

 

[Ravishing]

As he cleared their plates she quietly watched him, Waiting for them to end up in that office. Even as he sat seeking to sort files, she sought to then come up beside him and lean. "I know I need to make those calls, but I, could do with a hug... is that okay?"

 

[cnuveau]

“Of course.” He said turning to her and wrapping his arms around her. He knew the calls she had to make were taxing and brought all the realities of Amanda’s passing front and center for her. It had to be difficult

He held her right as his hand cradled her head against his shoulder. “You’ll get through this soon enough.” He said reassuringly.

 

[Ravishing]

"When I'm finally done with it all, I think I'll need a day, just to not think about work. If I can."

A close of her eyes while her head rests on his shoulder, even as she loosely loops her arms around him and holds.

Unaware someone was vaguely 'happy'.

"Do you feel it'd hurt things too much?"

 

[cnuveau]

“I’m sure we can work that out.” He whispered. You can take whatever is important on your cell while you unwind if you have to.

“Maybe what you need after all this is a nice massage.” Brett fancied himself an amateur masseuse and thought she could definitely use it after today.

 

[Ravishing]

Kitty perked up and smiled at Brett. "Maybe I do, do you know anything about it?" Kitty questioned. At least her first thought was asking Brett. Not, like, picking up her phone and calling some probably ridiculously hot guy for it.

"I think, I'd rather your hands regardless..." Said, right before she briefly, if chastely kissed him then let him go. Wandering to her desk she sat down then slowly lifted the phone and dialed the number.

Unfortunately, he found himself watching her for five hours of phone calls. If it wasn't the calls she needed to make and get through. it was callbacks from the lawyers who'd met up, were in a boardroom in one's office and were nutting everything out in contracts and wills and things with Kitty.

By the time she hung up, she dropped her arms crossways on the desk, and her head thudded onto her forearms and she exhaled hard. He might have heard a mumbled, "...I need to get out of this office."

 

[cnuveau]

He looked at her collapsed on her desk and felt sorry for her. He said as he made his way to her desk placing a hand on her shoulder. “Yeah, let’s get you out of here.” With that she slowly rose from her chair. Wrapping an arm around her waist he led her from the office, locking the door behind them, and into the kitchen.

“Have a seat. I’ll warm up what Millie left and you can unwind a little.”

He found the instructions she left and got to work getting everything together. As the microwave hummed he retrieved a bottle of wine from the cupboard and poured her a glass as she stared blankly at the table in front of her.

 

[Ravishing]

Kitty was much more a Kitty on autopilot as they wandered from Office to Kitchen. Sitting that sweater dress rose up some, and she didn't even blink, not a bit. Her arms did wrap about her middle for a moment as she seemed to hold herself white staring off into whatever she saw in that mind of hers.

It was the click of the glass to the breakfast bar that coaxed her into at least shaking her head a little and one hand crept about the stem, gripping it perfectly. Even as her mind wandered again. Thoughts twirling through it enough to drive her into lifting the glass to her lips and downing the whole glass in low slow swallows of wine. When it was finally empty she put the glass down.

Actually twisting on that stool enough to let her eyes find him heating up something for himself. "...thanks... I know.. I'm supposed to be ... more with the orders.. and errands.. and..." That mind derailed for a moment and he'd find her staring blank again.

Wordlessly she lifted the glass and simply looked at him. Clearly, she wanted more wine.

 

[cnuveau]

Brett returned to the bar to refill her glass then retrieved their food setting it down on the bar. "I'm here for whatever you need. Today it's just support and I'm fine with that." She offered him a warm smile then she retreated into her mind again and they ate in silence.

When she was finished he cleared the plates then returned to his seat at the breakfast bar. He squeezed her leg to attract her attention before asking "There a massage table in your fitness room?"

 

[Ravishing]

The squeeze brought Kitty back to herself, and him. That mind thought for a moment and recalled what he'd said earlier. "Oh. Yes, actually." Rising to stand, she waited till he was, and simply wrapped him up in a hug, her cheek to his chest. "...thank you, Brett."

Two days with her, and he might begin to realise he'd already become needed. He'd wanted it. True. A step back after a while she led him to where her fitness room was. It was on the first floor, she got to that door and opened it.

It was like walking into a mini version of a professional gym club. Most of the exercise and fitness things are here. Including a sectioned-off area, and this is where she led him. Moving behind that partitioned-off area he saw a massage table. A bench with various oils and things on it in alphabetical name, along with white fluffy towels.

She squeezed his hand, then carefully stripped out of her clothes, at least initially to the underwear. Then, a minor glance at him, a smile. Before she stepped out of her panties, and slid her bra off. Putting the garments in a neatly folded pile. She took a towel and passed it to him. "Oh, the heat for here is over there." Pointing to a control. "It directs it to blow over the table."

She took a moment and got on, face down. Face supported through that hole in it where it had plush padding just for that purpose! Of course, it meant right then he got to look, really look at the well-toned form of Katherine, naked, laid out in front of him. That perfectly formed ass right there, along with shapely well looked after legs.

 

[cnuveau]

Brett took a moment to adjust the heat over the table while his eyes darted between the controls and her perfect ass on the table in front of him. He’d intended to give her a proper massage to relieve her stress but when she stripped naked in front of him he realized it may be more challenging then he’d realized. Not wanting to get oil on his new shirt he stripped of off and added it to her pile of clothing.

He poured some oil into his hands then warmed it by rubbing them together for a moment before sinking his hands into her shoulders. He could feel her muscles loosen as he worked them. He worked his way down each muscle group in her back slowly. Her appreciation for his effort offered with a periodic moan.

Brett moved down the table and worked each foot for a few moments. Pressing his thumbs into her soles as her toes curled before working his way up her legs.

As he made it to her thighs he wrapped his hands around them working bottom to top. Compressing the muscles as he went making sure his hands stopped, maybe frustrating, short of her pussy. With each motion he could see her back arch slightly anticipating contact then relax as they started to withdraw. Her legs spread slightly more. Perhaps inviting his touch but he resisted.

He moved up yo her ass kneading each cheek working her glutes and taking the opportunity to spread them every so often offering himself an incredible view. On one particular pass his thumb grazed her puckered hole causing her to jump a little before relaxing again. Stepping away from the table he asked. “Would you like me to do your front?”

 

[Ravishing]

Relaxed. Kitty simply focused on his hands on her skin. Not that it was lewd and she was naked and his hands oiled and was touching her. More that she found herself trusting him to get the tension out of her muscles. After a while it did begin to relax her, that's when the appreciative sounds started. It was only as his hands, skilled as they were, came very close to her pussy, that Kitty unconsciously parted them a little, and arched.

The jump when his thumb grazed that puckered hole, was mostly because she'd never had someone touch her there. It was new. Really new. Mind attempting to work out if it had felt okay. When he spoke.

It took her a moment to pull herself out of her thoughts and such. For her to lift her head. "Oh.. are you okay with it?" If he gave her a nod or other indication he was. She rolled carefully over and got herself sorted. Those eyes closing to perhaps make it easier for him.

 

[cnuveau]

As she rolled onto her back Brett positioned himself behind her head. Finally settled he began working her shoulders and upper arms. Her eyes settled closed as he worked his way down each arm to her fingertips then back behind her working his way to the tops of her breasts, working his thumbs gently into the muscles there.

Her back arches slightly as he moves lower, his hands engulfing her breasts as he kneads them softly. Her eyes open slightly to look into his before closing again. He ran his hands slowly down her sides to her hips then back before tracing his fingers across her stomach producing a bit of a squirm prompting him to move down to her hips and pelvis. Slowly working his thumbs down the crease of her thighs then over her bare mons. He lingered there, perhaps making her very aware of just how close his fingers were to sliding between her folds before rounding the table to work her legs. Slowly working up each leg again stopping just short of making contact as her leg shifted slightly to the side.

As he finished her thighs he traces a finger over her hip and across her stomach. "Better?"