Topic: Daydreaming (Mature Content)

Ducii

Date: 2010-05-19 23:19 EST
Transcript takes place the 19th of May]

It wasn't often that Duci was caught daydreaming, but after several sleepless nights and a day full of distress, she nestled back into the leather chair and dipped her chin to nestle in the crook of her palm while her eyelids fluttered shut. Slowly but surely, the walls of the office around her crumbled, faded and molded into a tropical oasis. The first, telltale sign that stirred her from her semi-dozing state was the salty smell of the ocean abruptly invading her nose, accompanied by the peaceful lapping of waves on the sandy shoreline whispering in the cusp of her ears. It was suddenly decidedly warmer, as if she were outside and the sun's rays were caressing her sun-kissed limbs.

Startled as she realized that couldn't be right, the blonde bolted upright, and her eyes flew open in shock. She had to blink several times, adjusting to the brightness of the vicinity, before she quickly spun her head around to take in the tropical beach, then down at her suddenly hot pink and purple polka dot bikini-clad form lounging cozily in a chaise lounge. "What the..?" she murmured softly to herself before a pair of strong hands began gently massaging her shoulders. "Ooohh," she moaned in blissful pleasure. "Oh, gods, that feels amazing," Duci purred, dipping her chin slightly and closing her eyes with ecstasy.

"Your skin is so soft, and you smell like honey, amor," her mystery masseur commented with a rumbling, lightly accented voice that rolled off his tongue and rubbed against her ear enticingly. His breath was warm against her ear, and sent tingles down her spine.

Duci lifted her head and looked slyly over her shoulder at him, and her breath caught in her throat. He was divine in appearance, lightly tanned with dark hair and deep, blue eyes that sparkled like sapphires in the brilliant sunlight. She batted her eyelashes at him girlishly, smiling in her authentic Dazzling way as he grinned at her lopsidedly. "Oh, my, my, my...What do I have here" To what do I owe the pleasure?" Duci crooned at the handsome masseur.

"My name is Marco, and I am here to please you," Marco explained as he leaned close to her, his voice strumming intoxicatingly. Then he dipped down to press his lips against hers.

Ducii

Date: 2010-05-21 02:11 EST
His lips met with hers in a passionate embrace, and Duci's eyes widened to the size of saucers and she instinctively stiffened, frozen with astonishment at his forwardness. However, when his hand rose to caress the side of her face tenderly, she succumbed to his warm, inviting desire. Lids fluttered shut and she moaned softly, returning the kiss with renewed zest while she lifts her own hand to curl in his hair.

Marco deepened the kiss by applying pressure to the back of her head, crushing their mouths together as he seizes the moment to slip his moist tongue past her partially parted lips. Her throat thrummed softly, sucking his tongue into her mouth.

Without any warning, Alper stumbled into her daydream, wearing board shorts and a Hawaiian print shirt. "What the @%&*!?" he exclaimed, befuddled as to how he came across a beach in the middle of the office and" Blinking, he looks down at his attire. "This isn't right," he scowls, murmuring unintelligibly before he stops abruptly, hearing his personal assistant's laughter ringing out somewhere. "Duci?" he calls out hesitantly, seriously considering whether or not he has lost his mind.

Duci gasps in shock, moaning an exasperated "Oh, no' into the enchanting, zealous kiss as she hears Alper's voice.

As lashes flutter open, she's suddenly back in the office, her coffee mug pressed to her lips like Marco's had been. The fairytale island oasis quickly faded back into the cr?me walls of the office, and Alper was back in his suit, staring at her in a flustered manner.

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