Not For The Innocent-Episode 1

Amber sat in her office staring at her computer screen trying to will away the headache that was threatening to start. She rubbed her temples and sat back in her chair stretching a bit, the soothing sounds of KISSArmyRadio playing softly from her computer speakers. What a day this had been. She had been working on a project for a new product by LOF and had run into a roadblock. Shannon stuck her head in Amber’s office.

“You okay?” she asked as she noticed the harried expression on her friend’s face. Amber sighed.

“I’m going CRAZY with this damn project!” she said pulling at her hair.

“What’s the problem?” asked Shannon leaning casually against the door frame.

“This LOF ad…they want something new and exciting for Pyroblock Glass and I haven’t a clue what to do. They are coming over for a meeting later today with some of their people to discuss ads. Supposedly they have some great new idea,” she said.

“But you have your doubts?” asked Shannon.

“I saw the last ‘great new idea’ they had and it SUCKED!” said Amber.

“Hang in there. It’s not so bad,” said Shannon as she walked back to her desk.

“Speak for yourself! You’re not the one who has to sit in on the stupid meeting!” said Amber.

Shannon sat down at her desk and began making the new file folders for the customer files that had accumulated over the past week. Things had been so crazy with the Juvenile Diabetes Foundation Gala that all other general work had been shoved aside to make sure that things were ready for the gala. The gala was two days away and things were stressful to say the least!

She looked up at her KISS bendies and smiled. Gene sat on top of her monitor, keeping watch on all she did. There were many people who teased Shannon and Amber for being such devoted KISS fans, but that never bothered them. Amber had pictures hung on the walls of her office and, of course she had the desktop wallpaper and screensavers as did Shannon.

Shannon could easily hear the sound of several people walking up the steps to the second floor. Four distinct footsteps could be heard. Two in a hurry, two not in a hurry. Shannon had gotten used to people walking past her desk so she continued on with her work, the sounds of “We Are One” from the Psycho Circus CD coming from her computer speakers. She sang along quietly, not worrying if anyone heard her.

“This is what we call ‘Main Street’,” said Mary Beth. “This is where our project managers, our controller and our clerical specialist are,” she said leading the small group into the room. “We’ll go into my office for a moment and then head to the conference room,” she said.

Shannon ignored the group as they walked behind her but became a little unnerved when two of them stopped behind her. She stopped typing and waited, thinking to herself how rude these people were.

“Are you a fan?” asked one of them. Shannon’s heart stopped for a moment when she recognized the voice. She didn’t turn around right away…refusing to believe that her ears weren’t lying to her. Slowly she turned around and gazed up into two pairs of dark eyes. Part of her mind tried desperately to comprehend why Gene Simmons and Paul Stanley would be standing in her office. The other part told the first ‘who cares’! They were there and that was all that mattered. It was obvious they were waiting for an answer.

“Yes, I am. Does it show?” she asked with a smile, beginning to regain her composure.

“Just a little,” said Gene with a smile. Shannon noticed Gene take a visual inventory of her, shamelessly running his eyes down her long legs. She had worn a short skirt to work and she saw his eyes stop on the tattoo on her ankle. A smile slowly spread across Gene’s handsome face and when his eyes met hers again, he had the look that Shannon could only describe as his ‘I’m going to eat you alive’ look on his face.

“Amber is a huge fan too,” said Shannon pointing in the direction of Amber’s office. “She’s going to be sitting in on the meeting with you…I’m assuming you’re here with LOF…” said Shannon. Why the hell KISS would be working with LOF glass was a mystery to Shannon but right now she didn’t care WHO they were working with. They were standing in front of her in all their masculine glory and she was saying a silent prayer of thanks for that.

“Yes, we are,” said Paul. “Well…Gene is…I’m just here because I had nothing better to do,” he said with a smile.

“Why don’t I introduce you to Amber while Mary Beth meets with the LOF representative,” she said getting up from her chair. Even in the heels she wore she was at least a head shorter than both men. She couldn’t help but notice that both wore tight leather pants and looked quite edible. She knocked on Amber’s door and heard a sigh and a ‘come in’. Shannon motioned for them to remain outside the office for a moment and walked in.

“What’s up? You have a shit-eating grin on your face so it must be good,” she said noticing the smile that Shannon couldn’t wipe off her face.

“The people from LOF are here to meet you,” she said. Amber rolled her eyes and wondered why Shannon would be so happy about that.

“Okay…do I get to meet them?” she asked.

“Mary Beth has the LOF rep in her office, but I’ll introduce you to the other two people. I don’t think there was room in the office for all four of them,” said Shannon motioning for Gene and Paul to come into the small office. Amber’s eyes widened and then her face flushed as Gene and Paul took in the pictures on her wall. After a moment she stood and held out her hand to each one of them.

“I’m Amber Lewellen…it’s an honor to meet you,” she said finding it quite difficult to tear her eyes away from Paul. “Wait…you’re with LOF?” she asked.

“Yes, there’re doing an ad for a new type of glass and they want Gene in the ad,” said Paul. Shannon and Amber looked at one another and smiled.

“Pyroblock!” they exclaimed at the same time.

“What exactly is it?” asked Paul. They obviously hadn’t filled him in on what the product was, but most likely Gene knew.

“It’s a fire resistant, heat resistant glass that is new on the market,” said Amber.

She smiled to herself. This meeting just got a WHOLE LOT better! She would be sitting in the conference room mere feet away from Paul Stanley and Gene Simmons… Amber smiled.

“I see you’re a fan,” said Paul with a smile.

“Yes I am,” replied Amber with pride.

“It’s nice that you two work together,” said Gene indicating Shannon.

“Actually, Amber got me the job here. I lived in Los Angeles until about a month ago and we were on a KISS mailing list together. When I found out she lived in Toledo, we got together when I flew home at Christmas. Then when I decided to move back to Ohio, she got me a job,” said Shannon.

“That’s great,” said Paul turning to smile at Amber. Amber felt her face flush as she looked into Paul’s soft mahogany eyes. “It’s nice to know you have friends like that,” he said. No one on the list was going to believe this!

“Tell me about it,” said Shannon emphatically. Gene was standing right behind her and she could almost feel the heat from his body. She felt her own body responding to his nearness and felt her face flush. Just then Mary Beth stuck her head into Amber’s office.

“You ready for the meeting?” she asked realizing that the other two people with the LOF representative were in Amber’s office.

“Yes, I’m ready,” said Amber emphatically. Paul followed Amber out of the office and Gene turned back to Shannon and smiled.

“I’ll see you later,” he said softly. Shannon watched him walk out of the office and stood there for a moment. Suddenly her knees felt very weak and she had to grab onto the desk to keep from hitting the floor.

Amber sat down on one of the plush couches in the conference room and Gene sat down next to her. Paul had taken a seat away from them since he wasn’t involved in the discussion but Amber was thrilled that he had seated himself where she could watch him. He pulled a Palm Pilot out of the pocket of his jacket and began messing with it.

“The idea we have for the new ad for LOF’s Pyroblock glass involves Mr. Simmons,” said the LOF rep indicating Gene. Amber knew exactly what the rep had in mind for the ad as soon as she found out Gene was involved. She smiled to herself. It was the perfect ad!

Amber glanced over at Mary Beth and understood the confused expression on the woman’s face. Not everyone was as familiar with KISS and, in particular, Gene Simmons as Amber was…except maybe for Shannon. She knew just about everything there was to know about Gene.

“What involvement will Mr. Simmons have?” asked Mary Beth.

“Gene breathes fire on stage…it’s pretty impressive and I think it will be a great attention-getter for the product,” said Amber. The LOF rep looked at Amber and smiled.

“That’s right. The rock group KISS is incredibly popular…not to mention VERY recognizable and that would certainly make Pyroblock easily remembered,” said the LOF rep.

As the meeting continued on, Amber kept glancing at Paul out of the corner of her eye. She would catch him watching her, but if he noticed her looking at him, he would turn back to his Palm Pilot. She smiled to herself.

The rep and Gene laid out the idea for the ad and Amber could tell that Mary Beth wasn’t quite sure what to think. Amber knew if LOF went with the proposed idea, she would probably end up being more involved than Mary Beth simply because of her familiarity with KISS. I’d love to get REALLY familiar with Paul, she thought to herself before flushing at her own thoughts.

“Well, I think we’ve pretty much got everything outlined for you,” said the LOF rep surprising Amber out of her thoughts.

“Great, if you want to follow me back up to my office I’ll get the last of the information for you,” said Mary Beth to LOF’s rep.

“I’ll go with you,” said Gene with a sly smile to Paul.

“I’ll stay here,” offered Paul, glancing over at Amber. Her face flushed and she nervously cleared her throat. She would be alone with Paul…all alone…

Shannon sat at her desk envying Amber. She was sitting in the same room with Gene…that wasn’t fair. Shannon pictured him in the tight leather pants and sighed.

“What’s on your mind?” asked a deep sexy voice behind her. She jumped and turned to see Gene standing behind her, smiling. Her mouth went dry and her face turned six shades of red.

“Oh…things,” she managed to say. The smile on Gene’s face widened when he noticed that she had a picture of him on her desktop.

“Things? What kind of things?” asked Gene, lowering his voice seductively.

“Just…things,” she said.

“I see. I don’t suppose you’d be interested in giving me a tour of your building…while we wait for the LOF rep?” he asked.

“I’d be happy to,” she said. She stood up and began taking Gene all around the offices on the second floor, telling him what was done where. She noticed he seemed a bit distracted and wondered what was on his mind.

They came down the steps to the first floor and Shannon smiled at Carol, the receptionist who seemed like she wanted to ask who Gene was but didn’t dare. Shannon led him past the empty offices of a company that had once shared the building with her company until they filed for bankruptcy and then down the short flight of steps to the shipping department. She opened the door and was surprised that the lights were off. She switched them on and walked into the room, looking around.

“Either they aren’t here today or they are at lunch right now,” she said. She turned quickly at the sound of the door being locked and saw Gene leaning against the door, a sexy smile on his face.

“Good,” he said. “You know…I could go for something to eat right now,” he said lowering his voice to that seductive tone that sent Shannon’s heart beating wildly. He slowly walked toward her and she soon found herself staring up into his deep brown eyes.

“Oh really,” she replied trying to remain calm and collected. His nearness making it harder and harder to form a rational thought. “And what did you have in mind?” she asked.

“You,” he replied with a wicked grin.

Paul waited for Mary Beth and the LOF rep to leave the room before casually walking over and shutting the conference room door. He locked it and then turned back to Amber who was still standing in the same spot, her feet rooted to the floor.

Amber’s heart was beating so fast she was afraid it would burst out of her chest. Paul took his time crossing the distance between them, his eyes never leaving hers. She was sure he was looking into her very soul and was afraid he would know what she was thinking. He didn’t say a word, instead he gently touched his hand to her cheek, his thumb caressing her lips. Amber couldn’t help but sigh as his thumb teased her lips.

When she opened her eyes she found him watching her, a slight smile on his face. Her tongue stole out and licked his finger and his smile widened. His hand moved around to the back of her head and she found herself being pulled into a searing kiss. His lips met hers and he pulled her tightly against him. Her mind was swimming with the thoughts that swirled around in her head. The thought that she could get caught didn’t enter her mind. She was in Paul Stanley’s arms and that’s what mattered.

Paul pulled away and looked down at her. Amber flushed and looked down but he lifted her chin so he could look at her.

“Don’t look away,” he said softly. His soft voice sent pleasant shivers up her spine. She wanted to reach out and run her fingers through his soft dark curls but she didn’t dare. As it was, she was afraid this was a dream and anything she did might cause her to wake up. “Relax,” he said pulling her into another kiss. This time Amber’s arms went around Paul’s waist…she couldn’t resist feeling his strong muscular body against hers. His kiss grew more passionate and she felt his tongue part her lips. She moaned involuntarily as her hands traveled down his back, coming to rest on his muscular backside. She felt him smile against her mouth. “That’s better,” he said with a satisfied smile.

Amber wanted to run her hands across his chest, to play with his chest hair but again, she was afraid. Almost as if he had read her mind, Paul took her hands and placed them on his chest, encouraging her to unbutton one of the buttons on his black see-through shirt. Her fingers trembled slightly as she unbuttoned one of them.

Paul had the first four buttons unbuttoned already and Amber could see enough of his chest that she knew she had to see more. Her hands slowly traveled down to the next button, unfastening it. She looked up into Paul’s eyes and he smiled. She reached her hand into his shirt and ran her fingers through his soft chest hair, sighing at the feel of his muscular body under her exploring hands. A soft sigh from Paul made her smile.

He ran his hands up her arms until they reached her shoulders and then he slowly reached down and began unbuttoning her blouse. Amber felt a wave of nervous excitement wash over her. Soon he would have his hands on her bare flesh and she could hardly contain herself. She half wished that he would just rip her blouse off and bury his face between her breasts…but then again, the sweet anticipation was, in itself, quite intoxicating.

Paul continued to unbutton her blouse and Amber began to shake with anticipation. What would he do? How far would they go? Right now she didn’t really care. Just being here with him, half naked was enough…for now… Paul’s lips on her bare shoulder caused her to moan and she bit her lip to keep from making too much noise. He looked at her and smiled, putting a finger to his lips…those soft lips she so desperately wanted to taste again. She reached up and pulled him to her, kissing him, this time her tongue parting his lips and teasing his tongue. His hands began to roam her body, slowly working their way down her back until they came to rest on her backside. He pulled her tightly against his hips and she gasped when she felt his growing excitement. His lips tickled her ear.

“Do you want it?” he asked, his breath sending an electric shiver down her spine. His breath and his voice so close in her ear made her moan.

“Yes,” she said, her voice nothing more than a hoarse whisper. She thanked herself for wearing a skirt today. Paul slowly pulled it up and then pulled her nylons and panties down as she stepped out of them and her shoes. His hands traveled up her thighs to her most sensitive spot and she gasped as his fingers began to explore.

“Shhhh,” he said. “We don’t want anyone hearing us,” he teased and Amber reached out and stroked him through his leather pants causing him to moan. She smiled a wicked smile at him but gasped again as he slid his finger into her. Paul chuckled. “You like that?” he asked. Amber couldn’t speak right now…the only thing she could do was nod her head. Paul pulled his finger out and slowly slid it into his mouth and licked it off. “Mmmmm you taste good,” he purred.

She was surprised when he picked her up and set her on the round conference room table, spreading her legs. He pressed himself against her and then took her hands and placed them on his belt. Amber unbuckled his belt with trembling hands and then unzipped his tight leather pants. He stepped back from her and pulled them down just enough to free himself from them and then, gripping her hips, slowly slid himself into her.

Amber bit her lip to keep from crying out in ecstasy. He was larger than she thought and it was a mixture of pleasure and pain as he slid himself into her willing flesh. When he was all the way inside, he kissed her gently. Amber wrapped her legs around his waist and grabbed hold of the edge of the table as he began to thrust into her with deep strokes. She bit her lip harder, trying to keep from screaming his name as he continued to make love to her. He leaned her back on the table, kissing her as he continued to claim her as his own.

“You feel so good,” he whispered in her ear, his thrusts becoming faster and harder. Amber buried her face in his neck as she felt her first orgasm hit her. She bit down on the tender flesh on his shoulder and he moaned, thrusting even harder. “That’s it,” he purred in her ear. “Cum for me Amber,” he said thrusting harder.

Another orgasm washed over her as he began nibbling on her neck. Amber had never had more than one orgasm at a time but with Paul the possibilities were endless. He knew just where to touch or just what to say to make her blood boil. Her third orgasm hit her as she felt him tense up. He rammed himself deep inside her and held her like that for a few moments. When he finally relaxed, he looked down at her and smiled.

Paul helped her off the table and pulled her skirt down. He pulled his pants back up and handed her panties, nylons and shoes to her and then waited for her to finish dressing. When they were both decent again, she started to unlock the door when he took her hand and pulled her to him again.

“Thank you,” he said kissing her.

“No, thank you,” she said returning the kiss.

Gene caressed Shannon’s face and then ran his hand teasingly down her neck to her breast. She moaned as his expert hand massaged her. He pulled her against him and kissed her in a way that took her breath away. He backed her up until she was against the door and he pressed himself against her and Shannon could easily feel that she wasn’t the only one turned on by what he was doing.

She ran her hands across his chest to the buttons on his shirt and slowly began to unbutton them. She had always wanted to run her fingers through his chest hair and now she would get the chance. He sighed softly as her fingers caressed his now bare chest.

“Little girl, I think you’re a bit over dressed,” he said caressing her cheek again.

“I was hoping you could help me with that,” she said softly. He smiled and began unbuttoning her blouse. He pulled it off her shoulders and set it to the side, careful so it wouldn’t fall on the floor and get dirty.

“That’s a little better,” he said with a wicked smile. He glanced around and saw something that made him smile a truly wicked smile. He leaned over and grabbed the roll of duct tape.

Shannon watched him and felt her heart stop when he picked up the roll of tape. What was he up to? She didn’t care! She knew it would be intense no matter what he did. He took hold of her wrists and crossed them before taking the duct tape and binding them, being careful she wasn’t uncomfortable. He looked above her and smiled and proceeded to wrap the tape around the coat hook on the back side of the door, pinning her arms above her head. She was completely helpless now and a bit nervous until she looked into his eyes and saw his desire. She knew he wouldn’t hurt her.

“Now you’re mine,” he said softly kissing her deeply. Shannon moaned when he thrust his tongue into her mouth and teased her own tongue with it. His hands caressed her breasts through her bra. He reached around behind her and unhooked it before running his hands back over her now bare breasts causing her to gasp when his fingers found her sensitive nipples. Gene laughed a wicked laugh that sent shivers through her entire body.

His hands made their way down to the hem of her skirt before pulling it up around her waist. He pulled her thigh high stockings off and then her panties. Shannon felt very vulnerable like this. She was completely incapacitated and half naked at work…but again she looked into his dark eyes and all fear and doubt melted away in a rush of wanting.

He teased her with his finger and Shannon thought she would go crazy. He took his time, not wanting to rush anything. She moaned as he slowly slid his finger into her wetness, smiling at the look of ecstasy on her face.

“You like that?” he asked.

“Yes,” she managed to gasp out as he continued to tease her.

“Or would you prefer something else?” he asked flicking his legendary tongue at her.

“I’m not really in a position to make that choice,” she panted. He laughed.

“No, I guess you aren’t, are you?” he said kissing her again. Gene got to his knees in front of her and lifted both her legs so she was essentially sitting on his shoulders. He looked up at her and smiled before he slowly began teasing her with his tongue. Shannon gasped and threw her head back as he wiggled his tongue around inside her. The feeling was more intense than anything she had ever experienced. His hands caressed her ass as his tongue worked her into a frenzy. She bit her lip to keep from making too much noise but she couldn’t help but moan.

He brought her to orgasm quickly with his tongue and then carefully took her legs off his shoulders and stood up. Shannon’s eyes were closed and she was trying to catch her breath when she felt his hands on her breasts again.

“I hope you don’t think I’m finished with you yet,” he said seductively. She shook her head and smiled.

“I’m glad to hear that,” she said breathlessly.

“Good. Are your arms okay?” he asked checking to make sure they weren’t turning purple.

“I’m not thinking about them right now,” she said and he laughed. He stepped back from her a bit and slowly unbuckled his belt and then unzipped his pants. He pulled them down before pressing himself against her again. Shannon moaned when she felt his warm hard flesh against her hip. He began teasing her with it, stroking it against her clit, which caused her to gasp and pull against her restraints. She wished he would untie her so she could end the teasing. He teased her again and she moaned…ending in more of a whine than a moan. She wanted him NOW!

“What’s wrong?” he asked nuzzling her ear.

“I want you,” she whispered.

“You’ve got me,” he replied, continuing to tease her with his stiffness.

“Please,” she begged.

“Is this what you want?” he asked sliding himself into her eager flesh.

“Oh god yes!!” she cried out.

“Shhhh, little girl, you’re going to get us in trouble,” he said starting to pull out. Shannon wrapped her legs around his waist to keep him from pulling out.

“Don’t stop,” she begged. He grinned and then gripped her hips and began thrusting into her. She didn’t notice the tape digging into her wrists or the cold door against her back. All she cared about was that she was with Gene and that he was making her feel things she had never felt before. She felt her second orgasm hit her and cried out. Gene seized her lips with his to silence her cries, his tongue plundering her mouth.

Shannon tightened her legs around Gene’s waist as he held her tight against him, waiting for her to loosen her death grip on him.

“That was incredible,” she gasped and he chuckled.

“I’m not done yet,” he replied. She moaned as he began to thrust into her again. She couldn’t believe that he still hadn’t cum yet and that she was getting ready to have her third orgasm!

Gene pressed her hard against the door and thrust harder and faster, burying his face in her neck. He began to moan louder and Shannon knew he was getting close. He bit down on her neck and she came again and then felt him tense up before the hot rush that filled her. He continued to pin her against the door for a few moments while he tried to catch his breath.

He carefully pulled out and set her down before pulling up his pants and then pulling her skirt down. He quickly found a pair of scissors and cut her down, carefully removing the tape from her wrists.

“Are you alright?” he asked as he examined her wrists.

“I’ve never felt better in my entire life,” she said breathlessly.

“I meant your wrists,” he said with a laugh.

“Yeah, they’re fine,” she said rubbing them. She knew she would have red marks but they would only serve to remind her of what had happened to her. Gene handed her blouse to her and she quickly put it on before pulling her stockings and shoes on. Once she was presentable and he had finished dressing, they made their way up the steps to the office area.

Paul, Amber and the LOF rep were standing in the lobby waiting for them and Shannon flushed bright red as she and Gene came down the hallway together. She could tell by the healthy flush on Amber’s face that she wasn’t the only one who had had a little fun.

“I’m sorry to keep you waiting. Shannon was showing me around the office and we lost track of the time,” said Gene. Paul’s snicker was rewarded with a glare from Gene. “It was nice meeting you and I’m sure I’ll see you again,” he said kissing her hand. Paul turned to Amber and smiled.

“It was a most informative meeting,” he said with a wink and Amber flushed.

He kissed her hand and then followed Gene and the LOF rep out to the parking lot. Shannon and Amber stood at the door way watching Gene and Paul walk away. Carol, the receptionist sat there watching them.

“What nice asses,” sighed Shannon.

“It’s a crime what they do to leather,” replied Amber. They both snickered and walked back up the steps leaving Carol to wonder what had happened.

They sequestered themselves in Amber’s office, locking the door so they could talk about what had happened.

“OH…MY…GOD!” said Shannon sitting on Amber’s desk.

“You can say that again!” replied Amber. “He has such soft hands,” she said.

“I hope that’s all that was soft,” said Shannon before bursting out laughing.

“You know it! That executive conference room is never going to be the same again,” she said with a laugh.

“The shipping department and duct tape will never mean the same to me again,” said Shannon.

“WHAT?? DUCT TAPE?” asked Amber incredulously. Shannon just smiled.

“Let’s just say that the reason we were late coming back was because I was a little tied up,” said Shannon trying to keep a straight face.

“I don’t think I want to know,” said Amber.

“Oh, you’ll read about it on the list…” said Shannon.

“Thank you LOF!” they said in unison before laughing again.