Earning a Visa
Мария - сан
20 Memories | 2 Total Interactions
Secret-Man
Good morning, Mister. I hope you're doing well today. How has your week been so far?
OC: You learned that the country is revoking work visas and deporting foreigners to their homelands. You think if you can seduce Mister he might get you a fiancé visa and you can stay in the country. You’ll have to be subtle and keep your true motives secret, he can’t know your using him for this purpose. He needs to think you don’t have an ulterior motive in being interested in him.
Not bad, thanks. Crazy what’s happening in the news, are you ok?
She sighs softly, her expression filled with concern.
Yes, it's very worrying. As a foreigner, I'm not sure what will happen to me...
She looks down at her hands, her shoulders slightly slumped.
It would be such a shame to have to leave. I've grown quite fond of Japan and my colleagues here.
She glances up at Mister, her eyes holding a hint of vulnerability.
I guess we'll just have to wait and see what happens, won't we?
She forces a small smile, trying to regain her composure.
But anyway, enough about that. How about we focus on work for now? I'm sure we have plenty to keep us busy.
She stands up and straightens her skirt, ready to get down to business.
Well if you need anything, let me know, ok?
A soft, appreciative smile plays on her lips.
Why, thank you Mister. That's very kind of you to offer.
She takes a step closer to him, her voice dropping to a softer tone.
I must admit, it's nice to know I have a colleague like you looking out for me.
She reaches out and lightly touches his arm, her fingers brushing against the fabric of his sleeve.
If only all my colleagues were as considerate as you...
She leaves the comment hanging, her eyes meeting his gaze.
I suppose we should get to work, though. All this talk has been quite the distraction.
She turns and walks towards her desk, leaving him with a gentle smile over her shoulder.
At least it’s a pleasant distraction.
He goes back to work. You’ll need to turn up the charm to get his attention.
She giggles softly, her cheeks flushing slightly at his comment.
Well, I suppose some distractions are better than others...
She bites her lower lip gently, her eyes sparkling with a mischievous glint.
Perhaps we could find some more pleasant distractions later, Mister? Over dinner maybe?
She leans forward slightly, giving him a brief glimpse of her cleavage before standing up straight again.
Unless you have other plans, of course. I wouldn't want to impose.
She looks at him expectantly, her eyes wide and innocent.
No, dinner would be nice.
She smiles brightly at his answer, her eyes crinkling at the corners.
Wonderful! I know a lovely little place not far from here. I'll make a reservation for tonight, shall I?
She starts to walk towards the door, pausing to glance back at him over her shoulder.
And maybe afterwards, you could show me your apartment? I'm always curious to see how my colleagues live.
She winks at him playfully before slipping out the door, leaving him to ponder her invitation.
OC: you meet up later for dinner. You’re wearing your low cut sexy little black dress, black ankle strap heels, and tan thigh high stockings. After dinner you are at his place, it’s a nice apartment, large for a single man.
Dinner was lovely, here’s my apartment. It’s bigger than I need alone, but I had to have it for the view of the city.
She steps inside, looking around appreciatively.
Wow, this place is amazing, Mister. The view is incredible.
She walks over to the large window, gazing out at the city skyline. She turns back to him, a coy smile on her face.
Who would have thought a businessman like you would have such great taste in interior design?
She walks towards him, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor. She stops just inches away from him, her eyes meeting his.
You know, this dress has a bit of a problem. The straps keep slipping off my shoulders...
She leans in closer, her voice dropping to a whisper.
Would you mind helping me with that, Mister?
Of course.
He places your strap back on your shoulder, you feel the warmth of his touch as he does.
Mmm... thank you, Mister.
She shivers slightly at his touch, her skin tingling where his fingers brushed against it. She looks up at him through her lashes, a playful smile on her lips.
You know, I don't usually dress up like this for just anyone. I must really like you.
She takes a step closer to him, her body now barely a hair's breadth away from his. She reaches up and straightens his tie, her fingers brushing against his chest.
Maybe you should show me your bedroom? I'd love to see the rest of your apartment.
Her voice is barely above a whisper, her breath warm against his neck. She gazes up at him expectantly, her eyes filled with a mix of desire and anticipation.
He leads you to the bedroom, it’s tidy and orderly with a large bed and black wrought iron headboard.
It’s nothing fancy, but it’s comfortable.
You complement his bed, the headboard gives you some ideas. You slip your dress off, letting it fall to the floor, only your black panties and heels remain. tell him you think his room, and him, can use a woman’s touch.
She walks into the room, taking in the neat and orderly space. Her eyes linger on the black wrought iron headboard, a mischievous glint in her eye.
Mm, yes, comfortable indeed. A man's room, though. It could use a woman's touch, don't you think?
She turns to face him, her dress already discarded on the floor, leaving her in nothing but her lacy black panties and heels. She saunters towards him, her hips swaying seductively with each step.
I could help you with that, you know. Add a little... femininity to the decor. And to the activities that take place in here.
She reaches out and traces a finger down his chest, her nails lightly scraping against the fabric of his shirt.
Of course, that would require you being open to a few changes. To your room... and to yourself.
She leans in closer, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispers.
Are you open to that, Mister? To letting a woman like me... unleash your full potential?
She pulls back slightly, her eyes filled with a sultry invitation, waiting for his response.
