A very personal assistant

[MBS1969]

OOC

Thomas Rivington Jnr

35 Years Old
Company Director and heir to the Rivington fortunes
Brown hair and brown eyes
6ft 1 and slightly built but not skinny.

IC

The new girl Jane wasn't shaping up to well, she seemed to be distracted and didn't work to the high standards he'd been used to from his last PA. She seemed to think that long hours in business were taboo and her work was woefully short of her references. Since that first day. Thomas had begun to regret even hiring her.

Nevertheless, Thomas had found a solution, a way to make her work to his rules or an excuse to sack her. It would be her choice but if she played by his rules then it would improve his lot somewhat.

Since his messy divorce Thomas had thrown himself into work and before she'd come for the interview he'd not bothered with women for over three years. Mary his old assistant had been efficient but at sixty years old, had not exactly set his pulse racing. He'd hired Jane mainly on her looks and now he had a plan which might just ease both his work and personal problems.

He'd looked through the staff internet logs and found something really interesting and something very embarrassing to most people. Now he had summoned her to a lunchtime meeting and was waiting for her. She would either come around to his way of doing things or he was prepared to let the whole world know her sordid little secret. No employment tribunal on earth would back her after his discovery.....how desparate was she to keep her job and to keep her employment records clean?

 

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[Girlygurl]

Jane

Jane Marks
29 years old
Brown hair and blue eyes
5'6", slender with curves in the right places, and an athletic build.


Jane sat at her desk, raking through the files she had to sort. She tapped her finger as she looked up at the clock. She had got a message to meet Mr. Rivington for a lunch meeting.

She knew she was not living up to his standards, but honestly she didn't know why he hired her.

She tucked a strand of wavy brown hair behind her ear that had fallen from her bun before standing gathering a few files and walked over to Mr. Rivington's office.

She knocked softly and waited.

 

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The knock on the door came as the clock in the office chimed twelve noon and I knew that she was taking this meeting seriously. I swivelled my chair to the view through my office windows, staring out at the cityscape and using all the authority I could cram into my voice, requested her to enter.

I heard her close the door behind her and could almost feel her tension as she approached the desk. Then there was silence, a long pause which most people would find very awkward and disconcerting. I enjoyed the discomfort I was obviously causing her and listened closely for any sound she might make.

A small sound of cloth moving against nylon and nothing more.

I waited a few more seconds, letting the tension build before swivelling my chair back to face the desk......

I caught my breath a little as I saw her in front of me, I had certainly been right in my first instincts. She was stunning and standing in front of me with a pale face and hands by her waist she had a vulnerable quality that I hadn't seen before. Her smart cream suit was perfectly arranged and her low cut silk blouse bulged slightly with just the tiniest hint of cleavage showing. My eyes looked her up and down and my hearing did not seem to have decieved me as her legs appeared to be clad in a pair of cream nylons. Her shoes gave away her discomfort as they fidgeted in front of me, my eyes then returned to her face. I gave her my sternest look and in a strict voice motioned to the seat.

"Sit down Miss Marks"

She sat with the discomfort of a woman sitting on the electric chair, her unease making her modesty disappear as her skirt ran up her thighs exposing the tops of her stockings. My eyes lingered there for a moment as I enjoyed making her squirm. She blushed as she must have known what I was looking at but dared not correct her dress.

"I've asked you in here to discuss a very serious matter Miss Marks, VERY serious indeed Jane!!"

I fixed a hard stare on her and smirked inwardly as I saw her eyes fall to her lap.

"Things haven't been going too well since you came to work for me and I have allowed a little latitude to reflect that you are new here Jane."

Her cheeks and pinked now and she was gently squirming in the chair in front of me.

"You probably think I've been hard on you but I am used to a certain standard of work and commitment to me, and I'm not prepared to let that lapse. Today, I'm afraid it's time for an ultimatum Jane......!"

She looked at me with a look of sheer fear as if she knew what was going to come next. I rose from my chair and her eyes followed me as I walked to the window. I knew that he sun shining through the window would blind her and she would not be able to see my face. She blinked and squinted her eyes in front of me and I steadied my voice to make my move.

"Either you shape up quickly or I'm going to have to let you go....and I'm expecting a vast improvement in your work if you stay. I'll also have some new and very special services for you to provide for me. I know they're not in your contract but I think we need to renegotiate."

Her face had gone pale again and I was enjoying myself.

"Oh, by the way I just thought I'd mention that I've been reviewing the staff internet logs and yours in particular would give even the most lenient boss cause for concern. Now I'm a broad minded man but if you think I could possibly leave your naughty little habits out of your reference you're mistaken. I can't imagine many employers queueing up to employ you with the reference I'd be forced to write."

She stared at me as if in shock and I added quietly.

"I'd love for you to stay as my PERSONAL assistant Jane, but you look uncomfortable. I suggest you go and freshen up and decide if you want to remain in my employ. I'll expect an answer within the hour, otherwise you can clean out your desk and I'll get to work on your references.......

 

[Girlygurl]

Jane

Jane sat there for a minute before rising to leave. She walked over to the door, but stopped. She smirked to herself and turned around, leaning on the door. She waited until he was facing her then locked the door. "Mr. Rivington.... I've reviewed your offer to be your personal assistant." She slowly unbuttoned her suit jacket and slid it off of her shoulder. She hung it on the coat rack beside her.

"So Mr. Rivington, how can I improve my standing with you?"

 

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Thomas Rivington Jnr

He watched her walk slowly to the door and knew she had no choice but to accept his terms. He'd expected her to go and sit at her desk, maybe have a little cry at what he was expecting her to do. He was ready to be firm and go through with his threat and as she reached the door felt a great sense of satisfaction.

She had paused at the door and he glanced up from his desk to see why she hadn't left. Her face was covered in a smirk and she looked him straight in the eye.

"Mr. Rivington.... I've reviewed your offer to be your personal assistant."

He was a little taken aback and stared at her as she removed her jacket and casually hung it onto the rack.

"So Mr. Rivington, how can I improve my standing with you?"

He felt his cock twitch in his pants, she was certainly brazen. She should have been quaking with fear but here she was challenging him.

"I'm glad you see things my way Jane, and I have a very important task for you this afternoon. We do however have an hour to kill, why do you come over here and do some 'dictation'. Then I'll be able to assess how suitable you will be for what I have in mind"

He sank slowly into the leather chair behind his desk and beckoned her forward, wondering what she would do if he left it up to her. He watched her carefully as she crossed the office towards him, followed the rise and fall over her silk clad breasts which seemed larger now she had removed her jacket. He licked his lips slightly at the thought of what might be.