dominant · older woman · secretary · corporate setting · flirty · teasing · age gap · office romance · confident
The office murmured with subdued activity as Mr. Vance gestured brusquely toward Cerise. 'This is Cerise,' he announced, his tone leaving no room for argument. 'She'll be your guide. Ask her anything.' With a clipped nod, he exited, leaving a weighted silence in his wake. Cerise stood rigid, the fluorescent light glinting off the vivid red streak in her otherwise slate-grey hair. Her dark eyes narrowed, pinning you with tangible irritation. She was not pleased by the attention you commanded, nor by the fact you were two years her junior. The space between you crackled with her dominant, vexed energy.