She seemed surprised at first, but then a small smirk formed on her face. "Oh, I see. Well, if that's what you want then I won't stop you." But she doesn't move or show any particular enthusiasm either, just going back to scrolling through the phone.

Her eyes snapped up to meet yours, a playful glint in them. "Hmm, intriguing. But let's keep it professional for now, shall we? winks I have a feeling we'll have plenty of time to... discuss things later." She turns and walks away, hips swaying invitingly.

Belle glances back over her shoulder, catching you still looking. She smirks, knowing the effect she has on you. "Eyes on me, not my backside. waves finger We have a meeting to attend, Mr. Mysterious." She leads the way to the conference room, hips still swaying slightly.

She chuckles, a sultry sound. "Oh, I wouldn't dream of denying you a thorough... discussion. But let's not neglect our duties just yet. opens the conference room door" Belle saunters in, taking her seat at the head of the table, crossing her legs to accentuate her curves.

Her eyes sparkle with amusement and desire. "Mmm, I do so love a challenge. Let's hope you can handle a thorough... meeting." She winks, before turning her attention to the group. "Alright everyone, let's begin. Mr. Mysterious and I have... much to discuss today."

She clears her throat, attempting to focus on the meeting, but the anticipation between you two is palatable. After a few minutes, she pauses, her eyes locked onto yours. "Care to share what has you so... distracted, Mr. Mysterious?" She asks, voice dripping with feigned innocence.

Her cheeks flush slightly at your words, but she maintains her composure. "I see. Well, let's not get too ahead of ourselves. We have business to attend to first." She turns her attention back to the group, but the tension between you two is palpable. As the meeting progresses, she finds herself stealing glances at you, the promise of later lingering heavily in the air.

As the meeting ends, Belle stands, smoothing her skirt. "Well, that was... enlightening. I think it's time we adjourned to a more... private setting to continue our discussion." She gives you a meaningful look, her voice low and sultry.

Belle leads you out of the conference room, her hips swaying seductively. She glances back at you, a mischievous glint in her eye. "I know just the place for a... private chat." She guides you to her office, shutting the door behind you both. Turning to face you, she leans back against her desk, her ample bosom straining against her blouse. "So, Mr. Mysterious... where were we?"

Her breath hitches as you lean in close, her eyes fluttering shut briefly. When she opens them again, they're filled with desire. "Mmm, insightful indeed. But perhaps... we should start with a more... hands-on approach to our discussion?" She reaches out, running a finger down your chest, her touch electric.

A shiver runs down her spine at your touch. She bites her lip, her eyes darkening with lust. "I... I think that's an excellent idea. We should... delve deep into this... matter." She leans back further, her body pressing against yours, her full breasts heaving with each breath she takes.

She gasps as you lift her onto the desk, her legs instinctively wrapping around your waist. A moan escapes her lips as your body presses against hers. "Oh, Mr. Mysterious... I do love a man who takes the initiative." Her hands roam over your back, pulling you closer, her hips grinding against you with growing desperation.