Crooked Lawyer (Closed)

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George Williams
Age – 30
Height – 5ft 11 in
Occupation – Lawyer

George had taken Angie on five years ago as a trainee assistant when she was only 17 years old trying to work herself through college even then she was a stunning girl with her long blonde hair and model figure, he’d invited her out to dinner a few times but she’d always refused saying she had a steady boyfriend. It got around the office over the years that she was still a virgin and intended to stay that way until she was married, George knew that other guys in the office had also asked her out and been rebuffed with the same excuse.

Angie was good at her job and over the years she’d been promoted until a couple of years ago he made her his personal administrative assistant, that’s when things started to go missing from his office only small things nothing of any real value but they where vanishing just the same. George was sure that Angie was to blame but overlooked them on the off chance that they might give him a hold over her in the future he still hadn’t given up hope of getting her to go out with him. He then noticed that the petty cash seemed to run out quicker than had been normal but never by too much so that it wasn’t obvious that it was short, he began to wonder if Angie was dipping into the petty cash when she needed something without accounting for the money.

Knowing that the small amount missing wasn’t enough to make it worth while taking her to court he decided to see if he could catch her with larger amounts. It was around this time that she announced that they’d fixed the date for the wedding that was over twelve months ago and the wedding would be in less than two weeks time. It was the routine in the office that each month either George or Angie would take $50,000 from the safe and give it to the security man in a sealed bag who’d take it to the bank but his instructions were to always give the receipt to George.

George had tampered with the note counting machine so that every time it counted to 100 it had only counted 99 so every $10,000 pile would be $100 short, one month he would do the cash the next Angie would do it, when George did it he’d add one note to each pile making the amount right but whenever Angie did it the figure was $500 short. Angie didn’t know that the cash was short it had been counted by the machine so it had to be correct once he had the receipt showing the shortage George would roll five $100 bills into a tight roll and slip them into Angie’s bag. Angie would find this money in her bag but assumed it was a secret bonus that nobody else knew about didn’t say anything about it and just paid it into her bank account without another thought.

Two weeks ago George had spoken to a high ranking police officer friend of his and got him to get records of Angie’s bank account, of course when the two bank figures where put together it looked like Angie had been milking the company to the tune of $500 every other month. This was just what George needed for a little blackmail he now only had less than two weeks to get her under control and take her virginity fortunately he had a plan that he was sure would work. Angie had often accompanied him to business conferences when they were held locally allowing her to return home at the end of the days work. There was a very important business conference coming up at the weekend just one week before her wedding but this time it was out of town and would require them to stay overnight for the Friday, Saturday and Sunday he hadn’t spoken to her about it as he’d only just received the call telling him that he was invited. Angie had been concerned about keeping her job after the wedding so he was sure that a little persuasion and the offer of a big bonus for the weekend that she’d agree.

He put the phone down after accepting the invitation to the conference and considered what he needed to do, one of the first things was to make sure he had copies of the incriminating bank documents he’d take copies with him to confront Angie with once they were settled in the hotel. Now he had to convince Angie that it was important enough for her to accompany him, so he pressed the buzzer on his phone and waited for Angie to reply.

“Can you come into the office please?” he asked when Angie answered the buzzer.

 

[little_golden]

Angie was the prettiest and youngest of all the administrative assistant in the law firm. At 22 years of age, she had worked for the firm for five years and and worked her way up from the photocopier to the receptionist to administrative assistant. She knew her sweet smile, long blonde hair and trim curvy body had helped. But she had worked her ass too, having to smile and be nice to all those money grubbing back stabbing lawyers.

Angie was still taking course course part-time trying to complete a college diploma. She wasn't really a good student but she was faithfully plugging away at it. Her high school boyfriend had been very supportive of her studies and when he finished his studies in a few weeks they had a wedding all planned out. She had told some of the lawyers about her engagement but some of them still hit on her.

Working for George the last six months had been a little trying for Angie. Some of the other girls who worked with him had found him difficult. The part that annoyed Angie the most was the way that he looked at her. She always felt like he was checking her out and it made her uneasy that he kept asking her out on dates. It was embarrassing. There was even a rumor a few months back that they were sleeping together. Some one had seen them at a weekend conference and gotten the wrong idea. Of course it completely untrue but the rumor had floated around the office for weeks. Some of the female lawyers kept giving her dirty looks like she was some kind of slut.

In the last few months Angie was very pleased with the extra cash bonuses that were being left for her by the law office. She figured George was trying to be nice to her for all the bullshit she had to put up it. Angie felt the bonus was more than supported by the way she worked her pretty little ass off to make him look good.

Angie sat at her desk as she finished up a spreadsheet for George. Her long blonde hair was tied back. She wore a white silk blouse, a pretty black skirt, nylons, pearls, and fancy shoes. She was 5'6", 36C-24-35. Her outfit was very professional though a bit conservative.

She jumped a little when George's voice come through the buzzer:

“Can you come into the office please?”

"Yes Sir..." Angie the pretty administrative assistant replied as she hurried into his office.

"What can I do for you?" she asked professionally.

 

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"What can I do for you?" Angie asked as she entered his office.

“I have a slight problem,” he told her as he indicated that she should sit opposite him at the desk, he waited while she got herself settled. “I’ve been invited to an out of state conference this weekend to collect an award for the most productive lawyer this year. It starts this Friday evening and continues until Monday and I need an assistant with me,” he said watching for her reaction knowing that she would probably think that he was trying to get her away with him for the weekend.

“Now I could take any one of the girls with me but as you’ve done most of the humdrum work that has resulted in this award I think that you should be the one to accompany me and share the honour. On top of that there’ll be a $5,000 bonus in it for you I’m sure that will come in handy for your wedding and honeymoon next weekend,” There he’d laid out the bait all that was needed was for her to take it he didn’t want to used his evidence until he got her away out of the office.

He’d seen her eyes light up when he’d mentioned the bonus and knew that she was seriously considering the situation, it all depended on how much she needed the extra money. Weddings were costly and with the extra money she’d be able to relax on honeymoon without money worries.

“I’d like you to make the arrangements even if you decide not to attend, I want two adjoining rooms in the hotel you can ring and book them, also book flight tickets for two on the two o’clock flight on Friday,” he told her giving her the address and telephone number of the hotel.

“I know that you’ll have to clear it with your future husband but we’ll need to leave straight from here at lunch time Friday and won’t arrive back until Monday afternoon, you’d better book that flight as well,” he said hoping that she’d agree to go with him.

“I need to have your decision by Wednesday so you’ve a couple of days to talk it over with your fiancée, that will give me time to arrange somebody else if you decide not to attend,” he suggested. He could tell that she was interested even if it was just to receive the big bonus $5,000 was a lot of money just to attend a conference that was all expenses paid, he just hoped that her boyfriend appreciated that and suggested that she should attend.

“Oh! One other thing, it’s a formal conference black tie and evening dress so if you need to get anything to wear you can have time off and charge what you purchase to the company as it’s a business conference,” he added as an after thought. So it was costing him money to get her to go with him but if he succeeded it would be well worth the cost due to the enjoyment he’d get out of it.

“It’s all up to you now Angie, do you want the bonus or should I give it to somebody else?” he finished and waited for her reaction.

 

[little_golden]

Angie was a very pretty but simple girl. She was looking to her upcoming wedding and very little could bring her down from that high. At times work was a pain in her little butt but it paid the bills and allowed her to save for the wedding and the down payment on the house they had recently bought for after the wedding.

Her boss explained in a very business like manner as he indicated that she should sit opposite to him:

“I have a slight problem .... I’ve been invited to an out of state conference this weekend to collect an award for the most productive lawyer this year. It starts this Friday evening and continues until Monday and I need an assistant with me.... "

Oh no... Not this weekend... I'm still picking out china and crystal.... Angie thought secretly.

Her boss went on:

"Now I could take any one of the girls with me but as you’ve done most of the humdrum work that has resulted in this award I think that you should be the one to accompany me and share the honour."

He's buttering me up.. I do deserve it... But there is no way he'll share the glory with me.... I did do a lot of helping out ... but.... Angie thought as she mentally balanced the idea of going away to the conference versus the work she needed to finish for the wedding.

Her boss continued:

"On top of that there’ll be a $5,000 bonus in it for you I’m sure that will come in handy for your wedding and honeymoon next weekend.”

Without thinking Angie blurted out:

"Oh yes... that type of bonus would be really helpful... I'd need to check with my fiancé" explained Angie with a big smile but then added "I''m sure he'll be okay".

He trusts me... It'll be a busy weekend... But if I can get most of the paperwork done ahead of time it'll probably more like a reception and awards dinner Angie thought secretly.

Her boss was very direct and she had no idea what he was planning. It seemed very legitimate. She was sure that some of the other office girls would jump at the free trip and the chance for the bonus.

He added:

“I’d like you to make the arrangements even if you decide not to attend, I want two adjoining rooms in the hotel you can ring and book them, also book flight tickets for two on the two o’clock flight on Friday.”

"Yes Sir" she replied as she promptly and efficiently jotted down the address and telephone number of the hotel.

He played it very cautiously as he added:

“I know that you’ll have to clear it with your future husband but we’ll need to leave straight from here at lunch time Friday and won’t arrive back until Monday afternoon, you’d better book that flight as well ... I need to have your decision by Wednesday so you’ve a couple of days to talk it over with your fiancée, that will give me time to arrange somebody else if you decide not to attend.”

"I can phone him at work... I'll let you know very shortly" replied Angie as she was afraid someone else might steal the opportunity.

Just as Angie stood up and was about to leave he added:

“Oh! One other thing, it’s a formal conference black tie and evening dress so if you need to get anything to wear you can have time off and charge what you purchase to the company as it’s a business conference.”

"Wow! That's fantastic.... I haven't been to a big formal black tie and evening dress conference... I'd love a new dress!" Angie exclaimed naively. She was thinking a few hundred dollars on a nice simple black dress.

Her mind was brought back to work as he added:

“It’s all up to you now Angie, do you want the bonus or should I give it to somebody else?”

"Oh no... I'm very interested ... I'll let you know shortly" Angie exclaimed in a gleeful voice as she hurried from his office.

Ten seconds later she was on the phone with her fiancé and letting him know what she had been offered and that she was ready to attend the conference if he was okay with it. He was great and was cool with the idea but warned Angie to be careful of people she didn't know. She told him she loved him and said good bye. It was three minutes later that she was heading back to his office through the open door.

"Sir... I'd be pleased to go to the conference... I'll have everything booked as you'd like by coffee break this afternoon.... Would one of your female lawyer associated help me with where to go to buy the right type of dress for such a formal event.... I'm embarrassed to see I don't really own anything too expensive...".

Angie smiled at him. She had no idea of the evil and lust that lurked within him.

 

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George was surprised at how quickly Angie had agreed to attend with him, he didn’t know if she’d had to persuade her fiancé but if she did it didn’t take very long before she was back in his office saying that she’d book everything for them that afternoon. It was a good job that she didn’t know his ulterior motive behind the trip, yes everything was genuine he was going to receive an award and if he had his way Angie was in for a couple of surprises, besides the problem of money in her bank account he intended to nominate her for the award of best assistant.

“I know just the person to help you,” George told her when she asked for somebody to help select her outfits for the weekend. “I’ll just give her a call and ask her to join us,” he added picking up the phone and dialling an internal number.

“Hi Jayne have you got a few minutes to spare I need your help,” George said when Jayne answered the phone.

“I can spare you a few minutes any time, I’ll be with you shortly,” Jayne replied and George heard her hang up.

25 year old Jayne is a junior partner in the company and had been to a few out of town conferences with George in the past she knew his likes and dislikes and he considered she’d be the ideal person to rig Angie out for the weekend. Although Jayne was married she’d hinted that she wouldn’t object to sharing his bed while they’d been away but George had always ignored the proposition so they’d stayed good friends and colleagues.

“Hi Jayne this is Angie she’s attending the conference with me this weekend and needs suitable clothing for the event,” George introduced Jayne to Angie he knew that Jayne would know that for suitable he meant hot and sexy. “The itinerary is as follows, Friday night the welcome dinner and dance she’ll need a ball gown for that, Saturday is the main conference with the preparation for the presentations that evening, she’ll need something to wear during the day and something spectacular for the evening,” he explained to both girls knowing that Jayne would interpret spectacular as very revealing.

“Sunday morning is free time Angie might like to spend it in the pool, the afternoon will be taken up with meetings followed by the closing ball which doesn’t start until around ten in the evening so that will be a late night, Monday morning will be taken up with goodbye’s. So Angie could need a costume for the pool and will need another spectacular gown for the closing ball,” he’d now given them a complete idea of the weekend without mentioning Angie’s surprise.

“Everything is to be charged to the company as it’s a company event and instead of having to lug everything around have it delivered straight to the hotel,” George suggested to Jane and Angie.

“Have the wives arranged anything for Friday night?” Jayne asked

“I don’t know anything like that is left to the girls,” George replied.

“What’s that about?” Angie asked wondering what the girls would do.

“The wives arrange costumes for all the girls attending and they give a show to entertain the guys, last one I took part in we all dressed in the latest fashion and gave a fashion parade,” Jayne explained. “I’ll ring one of the wives and give her your measurements in case they’ve arranged something, nobody knows what’s arranged except for three or four wives who organise it,” she explained. Knowing that Angie was rather shy with things like that she hoped that the mention of a fashion show would allay Angie’s fears but she knew that normally it was a lot more risqué than that.

“I’ll leave details like that to you girls,” George told them. “Now I suggest you both take tomorrow off and get what Angie needs,” he said finishing their meeting.

 

[little_golden]

Angie was very nervous about the whole conference idea. There was still so much planning to finish off for the wedding. But the bonus offered was just too much to say no to. She had never been to a real black tie and evening gown event. Buying the right dress was so important. She felt relief when George replied to her request:

“I know just the person to help you... I’ll just give her a call and ask her to join us.”

"Oh thank you" Angie beamed as George dialed up someone as spoke. She could only hear one side of the conversation.

George spoke very clearly:

“Hi Jayne have you got a few minutes to spare I need your help."

It was a few short minutes when one of the junior female lawyers entered the office. George made introductions and explained:

“Hi Jayne this is Angie she’s attending the conference with me this weekend and needs suitable clothing for the event. The itinerary is as follows, Friday night the welcome dinner and dance she’ll need a ball gown for that, Saturday is the main conference with the preparation for the presentations that evening, she’ll need something to wear during the day and something spectacular for the evening.”

Angie smiled and nodded her head. It sounded great though she had no idea of the double talk and hidden meanings in the words.

George seemed so confident and was obviously a great planner. He kept speaking:

“Sunday morning is free time Angie might like to spend it in the pool, the afternoon will be taken up with meetings followed by the closing ball which doesn’t start until around ten in the evening so that will be a late night, Monday morning will be taken up with goodbye’s. So Angie could need a costume for the pool and will need another spectacular gown for the closing ball.”

"That's sounds expensive" Angie whispered nervously as she was starting to have second thoughts. There was a nervous butterfly feeling in her tummy.

Her boss was quick to ease her financial concerns as he explained further:

“Everything is to be charged to the company as it’s a company event and instead of having to lug everything around have it delivered straight to the hotel.”

"That would be so great" Angie smiled as she thanked both George and Jayne for their kindness towards her.

Jayne asked:

“Have the wives arranged anything for Friday night?”


George replied:

“I don’t know anything like that is left to the girls,” .

“What’s that about?” Angie asked wondering what the girls would do.

Jayne explained:

“The wives arrange costumes for all the girls attending and they give a show to entertain the guys, last one I took part in we all dressed in the latest fashion and gave a fashion parade.”

Angie was a little confused and assumed it was one of the lawyers charity events.

"Oh a fashion show to raise money for charity, I'd help with that. I'd be very nervous but knowing the money was helping out others in need would encourage me to walk down that runway" Angie replied.

Angie listened as Jayne explained:

“I’ll ring one of the wives and give her your measurements in case they’ve arranged something, nobody knows what’s arranged except for three or four wives who organize it” she explained.

"We can talk outside" Angie explained nervously as she definitely did not want to get into clothing sizes in front of her boss. She was very self conscious about her body and often dressed conservative to hide certain features that would garner too much male attention.

Her boss very gallant as he changed the topic and closed it out:

“I’ll leave details like that to you girls.. Now I suggest you both take tomorrow off and get what Angie needs.”

Angie left her boss' office with a big smile. As they reached her own little outer office and once she was sure no one else could hear. She asked Jayne a few pointed questions:

"Where do you to go shopping? I'm at a complete loss where to start. I'm got an old one piece bathing suit I could bring which could save the company some money.... Now you're going on the trip too? ... That would be welcome news to my fiance.... He's always nervous when I travel on business.... If we shop online or by catalog maybe that would be easier.... I don't know... Is there certain colors I should be wearing? I'm so glad you're helping me."

 

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As the girls left his office if Angie had looked back she would have seen a big satisfied grin on George’s face he knew from the nods he’d received from Jayne that she understood exactly what he was suggesting for Angie to wear during the weekend.

She’d have the hottest sexiest ball gowns for Friday and Sunday evenings, Saturday would be hot, sexy and revealing he just hoped that Jayne could persuade Angie that the dresses where what she should wear for such an important occasion. Jayne knew that he was going to put Angie up for her award and she knew that the sexier she looked the more votes she’d get from the assembled men at the conference as only those people attending the conference would have a vote for the best assistant.

For some reason George got the idea that Angie thought Jayne would be accompanying them to the conference, he didn’t know why she thought that and hoped that when she found out that she’d be alone with him and strangers she wouldn’t change her mind. He knew that Jayne was experienced enough to let Angie continue thinking that she was going as well and Jayne would realise that the outfits were being sent to the hotel so that Angie’s fiancé wouldn’t see them and be able to object.

Jayne knew the top shops to visit for Angie’s outfits and he wondered if they’d be able to get everything that was needed in one day, if not Jayne would inform him that evening and they could take another day for their search, he wanted Angie to be the belle of the ball before he sprang his little surprise on her. He knew Jayne would make sure that the gowns fitted perfectly and would have them altered and retried before she’d be satisfied with what they purchased, as for the swimwear he had no idea what Jayne would choose as he’d never gone swimming with her.

He did consider ringing the wife of the organiser as he knew she’d be one of the organisers for the show that the girls put on for them and explain to her that Angie was really shy but was willing to do just about anything for charity and she needed something to bring her out, but he decided to wait until Jayne reported back before doing anything.

George spent the next morning anxiously waiting to hear from Jayne, he had no idea how Angie would react to Jayne’s suggestions he hoped that they hadn’t pushed Angie too far but in the back of his mind he knew that she was really keen to get the bonus and would probably do anything within reason to collect. All George could do was sit and wait for either Jayne or Angie to get in touch with him saying that everything had been purchased and sent directly to the hotel.

 

[little_golden]

Angie was a little too trusting and a whole lot naive when it came to trusting the wrong people. She had too eagerly trusted Jayne and planned to really on Jayne's judgment to help guide her way through the water of the big trip and the formal balls.

To her surprise. Jayne had insisted they get shopping right away and the first stop was to a little swimsuit boutique. From the skimpy little outfits on the mannequin Angie knew this was a store she would never otherwise had entered if Jayne wasn't with her. She didn't want Jayne to knew how nervous she was so she tried to pretend it was no big deal being in the shop and she expressed that she was okay with trying on a few outfits.

The truth was that Angie couldn't see herself in one of these bright slutty string bikinis. Her fiancé would go crazy on her if she was seen in public dressed like that. Her mother would likely have a stroke and her minister would chide her on the evils of the flesh.

Jayne pointed out a number of sexy outfits. As the salesclerk helped them, Jayne was careful to remember the sizing information that Angie was forced to share. pretending to be on her own shopping spree Jayne picked out several very sexy string bikinis that would melt the hearts and trigger instant hard ons. Jayne plan was simple, little Miss Good Angie could pick whatever she wanted, but when Angie was busy with the clerk, Jayne would switch the order. She insist when she paid for the purchase that the order be shipped to the hotel directly.

After trying on several bikinis, Angie found a multi-colored tankini. It was plain enough, modest enough, and she knew she wouldn't stand out in a crowd with it on. It was perfect in Angie's mind. In contrast, while Angie tried on the simple tankini, Jayne ordered several bikinis in Angie's size or a size smaller. She told the clerk to send Angie's tankini to her own house and ship the small collection of sexy string bikinis right to the Royal York Hotel and Conference Center.

It was the twenty dollar tip that closed the little switch. The saleswoman figured something was up but for $20 she played along.

Angie is going to be one surprised little virgin when she has to strut by the pool in one of these little string bikinis Jayne smiled as she thought secretly. There were four bikinis: tiny white number, a shiny purple metallic one, a black polka number and one that looked like a checkered flag. Each would appeal to different men. She was curious if forced to pick one which one Angie would end up wearing.

"I think I'll take the tankini" explained Angie as she exited the change room back in her work clothes.

"Okay, one item down, and some formal gowns next" smiled Jayne as they finished the purchase and then walked away from the store.

"Where to next?" Angie asked with a big smile. She loved shopping!

 

[little_golden]

"This place looks interesting" suggested Angie to Jayne. From the window display it had a mix of formalwear wear including wedding dresses, ball gown, and cocktail dresses. The place had a certain classy and traditional look to it. Though Angie could sense this wasn't the place that Jayne had in mind, she hurried into the store to see what the place had to offer.

An older woman, very conservatively dressed in classic long black dress greeted Angie and immediately set to work listening to what she liked and didn't like in dresses. After twenty minutes of talking, Angie started trying on various gowns. After an hour or hour, Angie had narrowed her choices to three outfits each was very different but tasteful. It was the color that was the most difficult decision she liked the red, the green but most of all the classic of black and white.

Angie didn't seem so pleased with the choices.

"Angie, this is the first shop, but I'm sure we want to see some more gowns before you pick. They're okay but for a big gala like the conference you need to make more of a splash when you enter the room.... I think you may need to get something that draws a little more interest... Maybe if you weren't do pretty one these one would do - but I know we can do much better" Jayne explained as she thanked the saleslady and guided Angie to their next store.

"Okay... We've got time I suppose. Did you see some of those wedding dresses too? They are so elegant and classic. My wedding dress is so tasteful and elegant" Angie babbled in excitement and began to explain in great detail the specifics of her dress.

Plain... Plain... Plain.... This girl has the fashion sense of a book.... and so damn boring.... She dresses like a granny thought Jayne secretly as they walked along the sidewalk.

 

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NPC Jayne

Having seen what Angie was looking at Jayne decided that it was time to take control and tell Angie what she would need to wear at the conference, she needed something to make her looks and figure stand out from the crowd.

As they walked towards Jayne’s choice of store for the dresses something caught Jayne’s eye in a window.

“In here,” she said taking hold of Angie and guiding her into the store. “That red dress you’ve got in the window do you have it in a size to fit my friend here?” Jayne asked the proprietor.

“Yes! Madam,” the proprietor replied. “One moment please,” she added as she went to the back of the store before returning with a dress. Angie hadn’t seen the dress in the window it wasn’t the sort of thing she would even look at normally.

“Try it on,” Jayne said to Angie as the storekeeper handed her the dress. “Just try it on,” Jayne repeated as Angie looked as if she was going to complain as she realised that the dress was going to be very revealing on her.

“Now that’s the sort of thing you need for the presentation, all eyes will be on the beautiful girl accompanying George up onto the stage,” Jayne told her once she appeared in the dress it fitted her perfectly. The dress itself was a halter neck with a plunging ‘V’ in the front down to just below Angie's bust below that was a paterned lace inset to her waist, the back was completely bare to her waist. Below the waist the dress stopped half way between her crotch and knees but had slits up each side to her hips. Jayne was completely satisfied with the effect but she could see that Angie wasn’t.

“We’ll have that,”Jayne told the storekeeper before Angie could complain and gave her the address and the business credit card. “Let’s go,”Jayne said to Angie as she returned dressed in her work clothes and ushered her out of the shop.

 

[little_golden]

Angie could sense that Jayne had different ideas on what was needed for the conference. She wasn't sure what Jayne had in mind until she was hustled into a different store expectedly. The shop had a lot of outfits but nothing struck Angie as "business like" enough or "tasteful enough" that grabbed her attention to want to try on.

Jayne was quick to action and had a saleslady looking for a very particular outfit. Very directly Jayne asked the saleslady:

“That red dress you’ve got in the window do you have it in a size to fit my friend here?”

What red dress? I didn't see anything that would be just right for the conference.... The outfit in the window looked more like lingerie to me.... Maybe there was something behind it Angie thought as the saleslady (proprietor) promptly answered:

“Yes! Madam ... One moment please”. Angie watched as the woman did some mental calculations in her brain as she assessed the right dress size for Angie. The saleslady hurried to the back of the store and disappeared for about thirty seconds.

Angie looked around the store and though the prices were expensive, she didn't think this was the place she'd be getting her dress. The saleslady was back quickly and handed her a smallish looking outfit. The color was a vibrant red but there wasn't a whole lot to the number.

Oh I can't try that on... It's too small... and way too little.... It's more revealing that most of the lingerie I own Angie realized and she was just about to tell the lady to try something else when she felt the pressure from Jayne:

“Try it on ... Just try it on.

Jayne must have sensed her uneasiness for she was firm and persistent.

"Okay... but" Angie started to reply before Jayne cut her off with:

“Now that’s the sort of thing you need for the presentation, all eyes will be on the beautiful girl accompanying George up onto the stage.”

In the little changing stall, Angie felt nervous and awkward. She slipped into the dress easily and knew the sizing was pretty close. Removing her bra to better appreciate the true fit of the dress. It seemed so short in length.

It doesn't even reach to my knees... I have a mini skirt that is longer than this one... and the V-front.... it sure shoes a whole lot too... the slit on the sides ... How do you walk in that? Look at that lacy section.... Angie assessed herself.


I'll ask Jayne Angie decided as she stepped out in the shop in the little red dress. To her surprise rather than saying the halter neck with a plunging ‘V’ in the front down was a little "too much" in that it was so little, Jayne was completely satisfied with the effect.

While Angie changed out of the outfit Jayne completed the purchase:
“We’ll have that.... Here's the address to send it to... and our company credit card to charge it to”.

When Angie emerged back in her normal "business attire" Jayne had everything worked out and added:

“Let’s go.”

"Okay.... where next?" asked Angie.

Several shops later, Jayne decided another dress shop was worthy of a visit....

 

[little_golden]

The next shop had the name "Melody's" in big letters and was designed in shiny steel and glass decorations. Angie was quicker to realize that she needed to mix her own needs for modest with something a little more daring. Jayne had helped her to realize that she was a reflection of her and this was a very special night.

With Jayne's help she found two outfits that had potential.

"What do you think Jayne?" Angie asked nervously as she held up a red and a black dress.

 

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NPC Jayne

Jayne was surprised at how easily Angie had capitulated and accepted her choice of dress for the presentation, she’d expected so sort of argument over how much it revealed of her upper body and the slits at the sides making it impossible to wear anything other than a thong underneath it.

While Angie tried on the two dresses that where much more suitable Jayne picked out five items that where even more daring than those they picked out together.

“Can we try those in my friend’s size?” Jayne knew that they were actually nightwear but she wasn’t against a few lies to get Angie to comply.

“Try these to see what you look like and decide the best for you to take,” Jayne suggested to Angie after they’d seen her in the first two. Obviously getting used to the idea Angie happily went off to try them on.

 

[little_golden]

Angie was shocked by the outfits being suggested by Jayne. She had tried to be a little more daring in her choices given the pressure that Jayne was putting on her. There was a sense of guilt resting on Angie that she needed to be someone spectacular, to be a positive image on her boss, and to be seen in a good light from his peers. This was supposedly a very prestigious event and though she didn’t have any experience attending such events, Jayne had reassured her many times, that it was simply “haute culture” and that she had to “free herself” from the small mindedness of others.

The red dress she had picked for herself she could have imagined on a pretty young actress on Oscar night. The black dress she liked because it seemed very chic. Neither were something that she would have either bought on her own. She had no idea where she could she could see having a need to wear a second time. They were fancy dresses, a little risky for her own taste, but seeing Jayne’s reaction, suddenly her choices seemed very plain. She wasn’t so sure how her finance would react. He was even more conservative than she was.

“You know Angie, if you’re not comfortable getting dressed up…. I’m sure Suzie Mason would love to accompany your boss…. She’s very stylish in those little micro-minis and little matching tops…. She gets a lot of praise for her outfits.... I bet you that she’d jump on an opportunity to score some free outfits, a free trip, and to maybe win the top assistant award…” Jayne explained.

“Oh I’m grateful and appreciative … and I sure want to make my boss and the entire firm look good…. I’m not closed minded… I just want to make sure we get the right outfit for me… You know some dresses don’t suit some people…. I just want to look my best… ” Angie explained defensively.

“Of course that bonus your boss is offering…. I bet any girl in the entire administrative staff would jump head first into this conference even without the free clothes and a chance to get dressed up really fancy like” Jayne pushed Angie a little further trying to improve Angie’s interest in the outfits that looked more like lingerie than a ball gown or evening dress.

"Oh I'm sure they would... I'm very grateful for the opportunity... I hope I can meet the expectations" Angie replied as she was feeling the pressure from Jayne.

“And that hotel is beautiful… Have you ever been there? It was has a wonderful beauty salon, spa and pool. You must treat yourself….. Get the full service when your there… It’s a wonderful experience…. With all that wedding planning you probably need a little de-stressing” Jayne offered in an almost sisterly way.

"No, I don't travel that much... I haven't been to spa... But I like swimming.... The wedding had been so stressful... I'm looking forward to a short break from the chaos" Angie confided.

“Jayne I want to thank you again for all your help… I just don’t know if I could have pulled this all off without your help” Angie explained in the most sincere and genuine voice.

“Oh don’t thank me… I just want you to put your best side forward…. You need to make a great impression…. This could be a turning point in your career… If you want to get ahead… well sometimes you have to step out of your comfort zone and be brave and daring…. “ Jayne coached Angie. Angie figured that Jayne was still referring to the choosing of the right dresses for the two formal events.

You've got to give some head to get ahead Jayne mentally chuckled.

“You’re so nice to help me… “ Angie replied taking the advice to heart. At work she would love to get a promotion and become a more senior administrative assistant.

“You know what Angie let’s pick out a few of these dresses together and we can make your final choice later … You have so much on your mind with the wedding… If we run out of time I’ll simply have the shop send over something from our choices” Jayne offered in a very reasonable and assuring voice.

“Well, that’s really nice of you” Angie replied. She had tried on a few dresses but they didn't seem right to her. They were a little too tight here or there or they were just plain too revealing. After trying on a few more, she was leaning towards her own two choices.

Jayne simply added her choices back into Angie's pile of choices.

Angie found another dress she liked. It was long, fancy, a shimmering black, modestly cut at the front and completely scooped out back. Angie was very pleased and quickly tried it on. After modeling it for the Jayne, Angie was certain that this was the perfect dress. Jayne smiled and then told Angie that the dress made her look "a little large on the bum". Angie was aghast but quickly dismissed the idea of buying that particular dress.

"Let's take a break... You've got a few picked out" Jayne suggested. The salesclerk was very quick to catch Jayne little signal that she would do the final picking later.

“Angie… can you do me a favor? Can you call in the office for me to check if I have any messages? … Here use my cell phone… You’ll get better reception out front” Jayne asked.

“Oh sure” Angie replied in a helpful fashion as she quickly hurried out of the store and called back to the office. It took her five or six minutes for Angie to get through to the receptionist and to review the messages. They were mostly personal but there was one client who had some concerns about some legal issue.

While Angie was out of the way Jayne wasted no time.

“My friend is getting married in a few weeks and she’s really nervous. We’re trying to pick out some very special outfits for her honeymoon. I want to get her this dress and this dress. As a special gift I saw this little frilly bedtime outfit, please add that to my bill in her size" Jayne explained.

Jayne paid for two of her choices and one of Angie's choices. She gave the salesclerk the details of where to send the clothes. She made it very clear to the salesclerk that this was a honeymoon situation and very special. The salesclerk was very pleased to help put and even offered to add a little bonus gift from the store - a sexy black g-string and a pair of black fishnet stockings.

“Well Angie… We’ve picked out a few keepers … Let’s call it a day” suggested Jayne. She was eager to quit while she was ahead of the game.

Jayne was enjoying the little head trip she was playing on Angie. As the left the store, she decided that she could have even more fun with Angie by doing a little luggage switch with Angie or maybe helping to ensure her bags got lost. Since the new dresses and swim suits were being sent directly to the hotel anyways, it would help to ensure Angie played along with the little game.

As they drove back to the office Jayne asked very innocently:

“So what type of luggage do you use when you travel?”

“Well… I just have an old suitcase” explained Angie.

“Oh that won’t do… I can lend you something of mine that would be perfect for a short weekend business trip… It has wheels and a pull handle and lots of space” explained Jayne.

“That sounds perfect!” Angie exclaimed as another problem worked itself out.

Jayne smiled as she now knew the exact luggage that Angie would be using and could easily facilitate a switch or having Angie’s luggage lost for a few days.

Let’s see what she does when she’s missing a few things… or has a few things she didn’t quite expect Jayne smiled secretly as she drove into the office parking lot.

It was a few days later, when Angie again caught up with Jayne at the office. Jayne was short of time but explained quickly to Angie:

“Everything is ready… I finalized the clothing for you… Trust me…. I even spoke to the organizer of the charity auction to try to get you a leading role so that you’ll get some spotlight… Making a big impression is everything…. I don’t want them giving you something dumpy to wear…. Don’t worry about anything… Tonight you fly out with the boss, you get to the hotel and get comfy… and then enjoy your time away”

It was Friday afternoon, Angie was smartly dressed in a conservative floral dress. She had her borrowed bags packed and ready to go. She entered her boss’ office and asked:

“Are we driving to the airport or do you want me to call a taxi?”

 

[bullshot]

After the girls had left his office George started getting things in order for the weekend away, one of the first things he had to do was make sure he had enough copies of the evidence against Angie. This he couldn’t give to one of the juniors to do as he knew they would read the documents and it would be all over the office in five minutes that Angie had been stealing from the company.

He waited until everybody had gone then made six copies of both documents two would go with him, the original and two more would go in the bank safe leaving two to be in his safe at home. Nobody could get into his box in the bank safe only himself so he knew the original would be safe there. He wondered how Jayne was getting on with Angie, from what Angie normally wore to work she was a real prim and proper young lady and if the talk was true a virgin to boot.

The following day he started making sure that everything was in order in the company because Angie and him would be out of the office for two working days, in his case it would be more like three because he normally dropped in on a Saturday to ensure there was nothing urgent that needed his attention. The time seemed to drag as he waited for Friday to arrive, he hoped they’d get to the hotel in time to change for the opening dinner dance with the flight they were on they would only have a couple of hours to get settled and changed.

Friday finally came and he thought that Jayne couldn’t have succeeded with Angie because she was wearing a very conservative floral dress although it was smart and she looked nice he was hoping that she’d be wearing something more classy.

“Are we driving to the airport or do you want me to call a taxi?” Angie asked as she entered his office just before the time they needed to leave, George was just putting the final documents he wanted with him in his briefcase.

“We’ve got time you can call a taxi, use my phone,” he told her as he saw Jayne changing Angie’s case for another just like it, he smiled when he saw this. Jayne had informed him that she’d succeeded to a certain extent with Angie but she was worried in case Angie decided to take her own clothes with her so she was switching the case to make sure she couldn’t. He also knew that Jayne had arranged for Angie to be away from the office for half an hour so that she could make sure Angie’s personal items were in the replacement case.

“Are you all ready for the biggest conference you’ve attended so far?” George asked Angie as they sat and waited for the taxi to arrive. “I hope you didn’t eat too much at lunch time there’s a four course meal waiting for us at the hotel,” he added to fill the time.

The taxi arrived and they packed their bags into the trunk and where soon arriving at the airport after a half hour drive, they boarded their plane and took off the stewardess came around with drinks George ordered a whiskey and left Angie to make her own choice. They flight was only an hour and after a short taxi ride they arrived at the hotel, it was the biggest and most luxurious in the state.

Having been shown to their rooms George called Angie into his through the adjoining door.

“We’ve got just over two hours to get ready for dinner, I don’t know how long it takes you to get ready but we must leave our rooms by seven forty five,” George informed Angie. “As long as you’re ready then you can relax after the journey like I’m going to do,” he added letting Angie return to her room, he smiled as he heard her lock the door from her side after she’d closed it.

 

[little_golden]

Angie was really excited about the trip and the possibility that she might win an award. She ad packed and double checked everything before leaving her home and now she was waiting for her boss to grab a taxi to the airport. The big yellow taxi shuttled them across the city to the airport. There had been traffic and a number of honking horns and curses but the cabby had navigated them quickly and efficiently. Her boss paid for the paid and she figured probably tipped him generously.

Going through security was a bit of a pain. They ran her smaller bag through the scanner and Angie didn't realize anything was up. Her larger bag had been in at the main airline desk. She herself was scanned with a hand scanner too and had to remove her watch and necklace before being allowed through. The airport was huge and she amazed since it resembled a swarm of bees with everyone rushing about to different airlines and gates.

Angie was very impressed when she realized they were traveling first class. They had special early boarding, extra comfortable seats, a pillow, blanket, headset, complimentary magazines and of course drinks and food. She melted into the soft comfortable seat next to the window and her boss sat beside her. A flood of people in economy soon flooded by but Angie simply watched as people stuffed bags in overhead compartments and got comfortable.

Angie hadn't planned on drinking on the plane but she treated herself to a glass of champagne as her boss enjoyed his whiskey. The flight wasn't long but the opportunity to look out the window provided her many new memories of the geography, the arrival and destination cities. When the plane circled the city prior to landing she was sure that the view of the ocean was the most spectacular part of the trip.

Excited and loosened up a little by the glass of champagne, Angie floated from the plane and through the airport. There was no security check this time but they did have to wait ten minutes for their luggage to appear on the carousel. With the help of a stranger, she rescued her bag and they made their way to the taxi stand.

It seemed liked only minutes as they cruised in a black taxi that had black leather seats. Though early evening, the temperature was hot and only a breeze cooled them. The taxi took a main street that allowed them to see a nearby beach with white sand that seemed to go on for miles.

In front of beautiful hotel and conference center, the taxi stopped and her boss paid the bill. They walked into an impressive lobby that gleamed of antique wood and shiny steal. The hotel employees were professional, police and very efficient. Her boss took care of the details and in short order, she had a card for her hotel room and the porter was dropping her bag off.

Her room had two big queen beds, a desk, a huge TV, a telephone and a bathroom with a full tub. The sheets were perfect and everything seemed spic and span.

Angie knew her boss was in the adjoining room and felt a little nervous. His voice called through the adjoining doors:

“We’ve got just over two hours to get ready for dinner, I don’t know how long it takes you to get ready but we must leave our rooms by seven forty five,” George informed Angie.

"Okay... I'll be ready" replied Angie as she assumed she could get a quick shower, do her hair and fix her dress in the time frame given by her boss. She had no idea that when she opened her bag she would be getting a big surprise. Heading to the closet, she was delighted to see several wrapped packages from her shopping spree earlier in the week. Through the wrapping she couldn't see what was in them - but that added to her excitement.

Her boss coached her with:

“As long as you’re ready then you can relax after the journey like I’m going to do.”

Angie had no idea what that meant, but figuring out that the door between the rooms could be locked from her side, she made a point of locking it. It was just a little safety precaution, she didn't think her boss would intrude upon her, but he might come for a visit or with a question and she didn't want to get caught changing or just in a towel.

Angie had just finished a quick shower and had dried herself with a big white towel. She was working on her hair when the black hotel phone in her room rang causing her to jump surprise.

Dashing to the phone while dripping on the soft red carpet she answered it. The quaint female voice explained to her in broken English that they were ready for her in the spa for her appointment. Angie tried to explain that she hadn't booked an appointment but they insisted it was all arranged and paid for. Angie listened to the directions, quickly dressed and headed to the 4th floor for her appointment.

The hair saloon and spa looked really expensive. The women who greeted her looked so perfect in her hair, dress and make-up. She could have jumped from the pages of a fashion magazine.

"Okay Ma'am... spa treatment.. rub down... mud bath. nails.... Brazilian wax... and a special hairdo for a very special man and night".

Angie didn't know what exactly a Brazilian was meant but she smiled and nodded nervously. Worried about the time Angie asked:

"Do I have time for all that I got to be dressed and ready for 7:45 PM".

"Yes Ma'am... We have your dress here too.... Your shop sent it over... The rest of your outfits were stored in your room per the directions.... I hope you enjoy our VIP treatement... Can I offer you a drink?"

"Maybe just something little" replied Angie as the woman brought her to a back area where she was told to change into a robe and shortly thereafter brought to a mud bath. She nervously slipped naked into the hot steamy mud.

 

[bullshot]

George smiled when he heard the phone ring in Angie’s room, Jayne had told him that she’d arranged the full spa treatment for Angie to make her feel like a queen before the dinner dance. Jayne had also arranged for the dress that Angie was going to wear to be in the spa so that once she’d been pampered she’d be dressed and ready for the ball just like Cinderella only things wouldn’t change at midnight.

Jayne hadn’t told him what the dress was like saying that it would be a nice surprise for him after Angie had her surprise as she didn’t know what the dress was like either. George heard Angie leave her room and wished he could follow her and watch as she received the full treatment, but he knew that would spoil it for both of them. He thought maybe before they left if things went his way they could enjoy the experience together.

He had plenty of time so he ran himself a nice hot scented bath and relaxed while he soaked in it, washing himself with soap before the water cooled too much. The bath was so relaxing that he didn’t want to get out of it but eventually he climbed out and towelled himself dry with the thick fluffy towels supplied. Wrapping one towel around his waist he shaved before returning to the main room and taking out the dark suit he’d be wearing that night along with a spotless white shirt and a black bow tie.

He had everything ready now but there was still time to relax before he needed to dress for the evening, he turned on the TV and watched the news as he lounged on the bed. The TV just told him the usual bad news from around the world bombs going off here and there it was so depressing that he switched channels looking for something light to watch. Finally he settled for a comedy show which kept him relaxed and laughing until it was time to get dressed.

George dressed and looked himself over in the mirror, he wanted to create an impression for Angie and look his best as he was the one getting the award the following evening. He’d just finished and taken a drink out of the fridge when he heard Angie’s door open and close.

“Did you enjoy that?” he shouted to her through the door although he could unlock it from his side with the key he didn’t want to encroach on her privacy. “We’ll have to leave in about five minutes,” he told her.


OOC :- Possible dress for the dinner dance

 

[little_golden]

The full spa treatment had been both wonderful and terrifying. The rub down had melted dress from her body though she had initially felt a little awkward with the female attendant touching her body. The mud bath had felt so rejuvenating and relaxing. Her nails were now perfect. Her hair was in fabulous curls and laid across her back in sophisticated movie star manner. The leg wax had given her silky legs. But the Brazilian wax had been something she would never forget.

I can't believe that woman.... she... she removed all my pubic har... she dipped me in baby powder... twisted my body in so many different contortions.... she ripped away all the hair.... thankfully... she used a lotion to dull the pain....it barely hurt... but... but... I thought it was just a little bikini type wax job.... What am I going to tell my fiance.... You can't hide that Angie thought.

The shower and wash had made Angie feel super sexy. After a Brazilian wax any woman felt sexy and a little horny. Now after the full treatment and feeling like a million dollars, with her hair and make-up expertly done she was on top of the world. When the attendant brought out a sexy little black dress with a slit all the way up one side Angie felt a nervous queasy feeling.

"That's not the dress..." Angie started to stammer.

"Oh sure it... You're friend said they didn't have your first choice but she was sure that George would like this one" the attendant assured her as she began to help Angie get ready.

Angie was about to slip into her bra and panties when the attendant pointed out.

"Oh no ma'am... You can't wear them with this dress... They'll show and spoil the look.... You just slip into ... I'll make a few adjustments with my needle and thread and presto you will be the bell of the gala event" the attendant assured her.

Angie felt stuck and dressed quickly. The outfit was black which she liked but it sure seemed to show a lot of flesh from her boobs to her tummy to her leg. It was sleek and very chic and so Angie determined to make the most of the it.

After thanking her attendant, Angie hurried back to her room, with a secret plan of switching her dress into something less risky.

No sooner had she entered the room she heard her boss' voice calling out:

“Did you enjoy that?”

"Oh yes... the mud bath was great" Angie explained. She hoped he didn't know about the Brazilian wax. It so so embarrassing.

She was about to say she needed about twenty minutes to get ready when he piped up:

“We’ll have to leave in about five minutes.”

"Umm... ah...." Angie started to hesitate but before she could answer the phone rang. It was the love of her life who wanted to wish her good luck and safety. She couldn't rush him off the phone fast enough, but between her love messages and good byes, she didn't have a chance of getting into a new dress.

She slipped into black high heels and heading to the door of her room, since she heard the door next door opening and then closing with a soft bang.

Show time.... Oh shit I'm so nervous Angie thought as she scurried to the door.

 

[bullshot]

George heard Angie’s phone ring just after he’d told her they didn’t have much time before they had to leave, from the fact that the conversation was inlow tones he assumed it was her fiancé on the phone.

At the appointed time George left his room letting the door close and lock itself, he turned towards Angie’s room to give her a knock when the door flew open and out came the flustered Angie.

He stopped dead in his tracks was this the prim and proper young girl from the office the dress she was wearing was magnificent he had to remember to congratulate Jayne on her choice. It just covered her ample breasts from the sides held together with a clasp below her bust then was open diagonally to her waist with another tie there, the rest was open to her ankles showing her perfect legs.

“You look beautiful,” he managed to stammer as he saw her. “You’ll certainly be the belle of the ball,” he recovered himself. She really did look radiant except for the slight fluster on her face he didn’t know whether it was the dress causing the nervousness or the thought of the big occasion. It seemed a shame that before the weekend was over he was going to spoil it all for her but for now she was going to enjoy the evening.

He offered her his arm and turned towards the stairs down to the banquet hall, when they arrived George gave his name.

[color=brown[i]“Oh yes sir you’re the guest of honour this weekend would you mind greeting everybody as they arrive?”[/i][/color] the master of ceremonies asked showing them where to stand. A waitress arrived with a tray of drinks.

“Champagne Sir, Madam?” she asked proffering the tray to them both. George took a glass and wondered if Angie would take one as well he knew she was nervous and hoped a drink would calm her nerves a little.

“Don’t be nervous,” he said to Angie taking hold of her hand and giving it a gentle squeeze. “Everybody will look at me then wonder who the beautiful girl is that’s with me,” he whispered and smiled trying to give her some reassurance.

Just then they heard from somewhere across the room. “Who’s that stunner standing at the door are all the women as beautiful as her.” George couldn’t see who made the comment but he felt Angie start to relax a little.

 

[little_golden]

Angie was rushing and nearly bumped into her boss Mr. Williams boobs first. Luckily she avoided embarrassing herself. The moment of dread passed as she saw him eying her up and down and smiling as if to say he approved of the outfit. It was way wilder than what she would have picked.

Maybe Jayne was right to pick it... I bet there will be lots of beautiful women in stunning outfits... I need to be brave.. take some chances... Make some strong impressions Angie reminded herself as she took a few steps out of her room towards Mr. Williams.

Walking was a little challenging, but Angie was determined and simply kept her head high and decided she wasn't going to worry. It was too late to worry. She needed to display confidence before her boss and she was determined to do.

If I can make a good impression... Maybe he'll recommend me for a promotion too Angie secretly wished.

God I hope one of my boobs don't fall out... That would be so embarassing.... Angie worried as she took a few steps and better appreciated how flimsy was her top and how she needed to avoid making any sudden turns or unusual moments. She realized that even bending down would need some careful consideration.

Her mind was temporarily put to rest as her boss stammered his first response:

“You look beautiful ... You’ll certainly be the belle of the ball.”

"Why thank you Mr. Williams... Jayne was a great help in picking out the cloths for this trip... I couldn't have done it without her...." Angie explained as she reaped praise upon Jayne which was very typical of Angie.

She took his arm and let him escort her down the stairs to the entrance to the banquet hall. Angie breathed deep as they successfully navigated the stairs and the lobby towards the hall. She was getting the hang of the shoes and the dress. A giggly feeling rested inside of her as she could feel fabric rushing softly against her nipples. It kept her nipples hard and point which helped to keep her breasts covered to some degree.

As they arrived she could see several other couples. The men were sharply dressed in expensive looking tuxedos or dark business suits. The women, who looked like wives, wore expensive gowns, and their necks, ears and arms were adorned with diamond and gold jewelry. They walked with a certain air of confidence and demeanor.

Angie didn't speak as Mr. Williams spoke to the attendants who seemed to be checking names against invitations.

Mr. Williams was asked:

“Oh yes sir you’re the guest of Honor this weekend, would you mind greeting everybody as they arrive?”

Mr. Williams had quickly agreed and the Master of Ceremonies had moved them into a small line of VIPS who were preparing to greet guests as they arrived. Angie felt very nervous realizing that she was going to be in the limelight and would me introducing herself to a lot of people. Angie was actually shy and in this little dress was worried.

A waitress arrived moments later with a tray of drinks and she asked so politely:

“Champagne Sir, Madam?”

"Yes please" Angie replied as she eagerly took a tall champagne glass full of sparkling champagne. She took two quick sips. The first to quench her thirst ad the second as a shot of liquid courage.

Mr. Williams must have sensed her apprehension as he coached her:

“Don’t be nervous.”

She felt a little squeeze to her hand and it actually reassured her that everything was going to be fine. A few deep breaths and a few more sips of the champagne helped her to build her courage. From the corner of her eye she could see several men smiling at her. It was both an adrenaline rush and a confidence booster since it made her feel like she fit in.

Mr. Williams added in a whispered voice:
“Everybody will look at me then wonder who the beautiful girl is that’s with me.”

"You're so nice to say that. But tonight is your big night. If you were married you'd have brought your wife I bet.... I'm thankful you nominated me for the assistant award" Angie replied in her own whispered voice. She took a few more sips of her champagne.

A voice thundered from across the room:

“Who’s that stunner standing at the door are all the women as beautiful as her.”

Angie tried to hide a smile as she knew the men were looking at her. She didn't know what they were really thinking, but she could guess that either the dress or herself in the dress were drawing some attention.

A line of people now filtered through the door and into the receiving line. There was no more time for chit chat as the guests were quick to seize her boss' hand for a quick handshake and to congratulate him. Angie introduced herself, smiled, and tried to look pretty. It was her boss' big night and she wanted to be as inconspicuous as possible.

Unknown to Angie, a few of the men were watching her hoping for a little nipple slip or a free peek at her pussy. The women who gathered in the hall seemed to be of two sorts. The older lawyers with wives were impeccably dressed. The younger lawyers seemed to have girlfriends dressed to the max in trendy gowns and dresses. The younger women showed cleavage and legs. Angie relaxed a little more as she didn't feel out of place with the younger women. A few of the older women started at her.

"I think that everyone Mr. Williams.... Where to now?" Angie asked as the flow of well wishers slowed down to a crawl.

From behind her she heard a male voice whisper to a friend:

"What an ass on this one... That's one lucky bastard to have a babe like that.... I'd give my left ball for a roll in the sack with that one"

Angie wasn't sure if it was her they were talking about, but her face was turning red.

 

[bullshot]

George heard the whisper as well but ignored it taking Angie by the arm he led her away from the door until they were in an area that had nobody around, he stopped and turned her towards him.

“Angie I know that you’re my assistant, but for this weekend you’re also my partner. Now in the office you normally call me George, for this weekend please only call me George it sounds better, by calling me Mr Williams it sounds as though you’re here under duress,” he said in a low voice so that only she could hear what he said.

“Just remember that you’re here to enjoy yourself the same as everybody else, its an all inclusive weekend with free drink and entertainment please try to enjoy it,” he added as he started to guide her to their table.

Their table seated eight all the guys were of George’s age and the girls all around Angie’s, they all introduced themselves some of the guys George already knew but one was a newcomer to his circle of friends.

As it turned out all the girls at the table were assistants to the guys George had known that two of them were and the third acknowledged the fact when she introduced herself.

He hoped that Angie would feel better amongst this company especially as all the girls were dressed tastefully like her but all were showing bare skin without overdoing it.

George held back a chair for Angie to sit down and then sat at her side the one with the exposed leg, he didn’t want any of the guys trying to take advantage of his beautiful partner not yet anyway.

There where twenty five tables set out around a large dance area with a stage at one end of the room set up for a seven piece band, the room was lit by four large chandeliers and each table appeared to have its own waiter or waitress in attendance.

“Would anybody like drinks?” the waitress for their table asked offering a tray full of champagne to the ladies first and then the guys, George took one he was going to enjoy the evening and hoped that Angie would as well.

The whole table chatted together while they waited for everybody to be seated in their correct places knowing that the first course wouldn’t be served until everybody was ready.

Some of the conversation turned to other events that they’d attended together with much laughter as things they’d done were described.

“Do you remember the time we had a card school and you and your partner fleeced Joe and I?” Claire asked. George laughed Claire was being very polite in the company in actual fact they’d lost the clothes off their backs.

“Yes I remember it well,” George replied still laughing, Joe and Claire were both laughing as well by now and it seemed to be infectious as before long the eight at the table were all laughing.

“Will there be a card school this weekend?” Charles the newcomer asked sounding very keen to play.

“I don’t know if Angie plays cards,” George told him hedging as he hoped by Sunday morning Angie would do anything he suggested.

George was a good poker player even after a few drinks where most people seemed to lose coordination with the cards once they’d had a few drinks.

At this point the waitress started to serve the first course and all conversation stopped as they prepared to enjoy their meal.

 

[little_golden]

Angie relaxed as her boss explained:

“Angie I know that you’re my assistant, but for this weekend you’re also my partner. Now in the office you normally call me Mr. Williams, for this weekend please only call me George it sounds better, by calling me Mr Williams it sounds as though you’re here under duress.”

"Oh I'm sorry Sir... I mean George" Angie explained in a dither. She was delighted to be able to call her boss on a first name basis, even if it was for just a weekend.

She listened as Mr. Williams coached her:

“Just remember that you’re here to enjoy yourself the same as everybody else, its an all inclusive weekend with free drink and entertainment please try to enjoy it.”

"Yes... I will... I'm just a little nervous" Angie explained.

She walked across the room with her boss and again she could sense many eyes upon them. Mr. Williams guided her to a table near the front of the hall. It was a table of eight, and there they joined three other couples. The men were a little older mostly in their thirties, whereas the ladies were all in their early twenties. There was a quick round of introductions and then they were seated. As they chatted Angie learned that the men were all lawyers and the women were all administrative assistants like herself. She was quick to learn that she was in competition with them for the "Assistant of the Year" award. The men seemed to smile each time they talked about this coveted award.

Though the women were all dressed in fancy outfits, there was a lot of cleavage and skin showing. Angie figured the girls were each trying to out do one another. Dressed as she was, she was certainly in the running for having the most daring dress. She was careful not to move her body too much for fear that the little clasp might come undone and spill her breasts from the little dress.

George sat to one side of her. She was planning to rely on him to help keep the conversation going. A number of the men made small talk with her. She could feel them eying her body though they were trying to be discreet it. One of the men at the end of the table seemed to be guessing at their measurements since he seemed to study each of the women.

I think he's trying to figure out who has the biggest tits Angie thought secretly and she plastered a fake smile as she looked at him.

Looking around the room, Angie smiled as she saw a large dance area and a stage set up for a seven piece band. She wasn't sure if they would be providing the band for dinner music or for the dance later. She loved dancing and wished her love was with her. Tonight she was with her boss and not sure how many times would she have to dance with him in order to be polite. She was hoping they wouldn't have to waltz.

Angie knew things were about to get rolling as the lights on the four overhead chandeliers flickered and the guests suddenly hurried to their seats. A waiter or waitress appeared at each table.

“Would anybody like drinks?” their waitress asked as she passed around the table offered drinks to the ladies and then to the men,

Angie was eager to partake and to show her boss that she could relax and be fun. She took a champagne and had a quick sip. She didn't realize her first two glasses of champagne were just starting to hit her. It was the champagne was easing her nervousness and making her more chatty and friendly than normal.

Angie was polite as she listened to the stories that the different guests shared with one another. Most of the stories were harmless enough but showed different sides of guests at the table. In short order everyone was laughing and enjoying another glass of champagne.

Angie tuned in and out of the different conversations swirling around her. She heard something about a card school which seemed very interested. The woman named Claire seemed to have enjoyed the experience the previous year so she mentally descended that she would learn to play cards too.

“I don’t know if Angie plays cards” George spoke up and Angie felt a need to reply to be polite.

"Oh yes.. I love cards... I know a few games but I'd open to learning new games" Angie said innocently not knowing the full extent of their plans. She wasn't sure when they'd have time to play cards with the weekend activities but figured she would be okay to stay up late tonight (Friday) or even on Saturday night, if that helped her to mix and to please her boss.

The first course was a lovely appetizer of spicy tomato sauce on French bread. Angie spoke to Claire more about the card game and explained she knew card games from Crazy 8s to euchre and that she loved cards. Angie was doing her best to make a new friend.

To another woman, she asked about the fashion show fund raiser. The woman explained that it normally tool place Saturday afternoon in a banquet hall. There were a few hundred guests who bought special tickets. Between the corporate sponsors and the tickets, they hoped to raise $10,000 for charity. Angie agreed that this was a great idea and that she was looking forward to modeling something nice and to do her part to making it a success.

The second course arrived and it was a steaming bowl of beef consume.....

 

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George was pleased that Angie seemed to be relaxing and took a third champagne when Claire laughed about their card school Angie seemed very interested.

“We normally play poker,” George leant towards Angie and whispered in her ear. “Do you play?” he asked. He didn’t add that it normally ended up being strip poker she’d find that out if she agreed to take part in the card school.

“When do you play?” Joan the new comer to the group asked. “There seems to be a fairly tight schedule for the weekend,” she added knowing that time would be at a premium.

“After the festivities on Saturday night nobody shows until early evening on Sunday ready for the closing dinner so we’ve been able to fit a school in on Sunday mornings,” George told her. “Why are you interested?” he asked innocently as the second course arrived stopping all conversation for a little while.

George was still thinking about how keen Angie appeared to be about playing cards when another round of drinks appeared on the table he hadn’t realised that he’d finished his last glass. Although he was used to it he could feel the effects on himself and hoped that Angie was feeling OK.

“What’s the theme for the Gala tomorrow afternoon?” Charles asked he was the new lawyer in the group.

“That’s kept as a secret,” Claire told him. “Nobody except Mrs Jones and her committee know that or who is going to wear what until they’re given their outfits,” she added with a smile.

“Do all the girls take part in the parade?” Joan asked obviously as interested as Angie as she was new to the conference as well.

“It all depends on what theme they decide on,” Claire explained. “Sometimes everybody takes part other times only selected girls take part we never know until she announces it just before the parade,” she continued.

“Last year we had a fashion parade, the audience chose twelve outfits from the hundred on show then there was an auction for those twelve, that nearly doubled the takings as the guys in the audience obviously thought the girls were going to take the dresses off on stage,” she added with a laugh.

George could remember the looks of disappointment on the faces of the outside guests when they realised at the end that they’d only bought the dresses and not a show. He smiled to himself as he thought about the amount that Angie would bring if they had a similar parade this year.

Before anything else could be said the waitress was clearing the table ready to serve the third course. The third course was grilled rainbow trout..

 

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Angie felt light headed as she finished another glass of champagne. For some mistaken reason she had always assumed that champagne was a lighter drink and so she was less careful with it than she should have been. The more she drank, the more it seemed like a sparkling ginger ale. She had never been really drunk before, and being seated and eating, she didn’t yet know the full effects of her wreckless drinking. Though she knew she should be slowing down on the champagne and switching to water or soft drinks.

The fish was delightful though Angie could not finish her portion. So far the food and the company had been very pleasant. Everyone at the table as the evening wore on were becoming more and more open with each. The guests at her table were now telling their best jokes as normal dinner conversation. Some of them were very risky, but Angie just laughed right along with the whole table.

One man gleefully shared a blonde joke:

"How do you tell if a blonde is smart?.... You shine a flashlight through her ears!"

The talk of the card game intrigued her. She told George she was definitely up for the game of poker. In a boastful tone but comical tone, she had told George that she had played poker a few times and that she thought herself to be pretty good at it. Though the men smiled and grinned, she had no idea of their full eagerness to get her into a poker game.

It seemed kind of weird to be playing poker Sunday morning. Normally she’d be singing in church on Sunday morning. She wasn’t sure if they meant they started playing poker when they got back to the hotel from the gala night on Saturday or if they slept in and then played. She figured it was safe to play with her boss, since there would be other guests present too and she wouldn’t be alone with anyone.

The waitress cleared the table and refreshed the beverages. Though Angie had initially refused more, the gentleman to her left had insisted and she had reluctantly given in. She had no idea that the men were working together. A main course soon arrived and Angie ate a little more sparingly of the pasta dish and the accompanying baked potato and assorted vegetables.

She listened as the women discussed the fashion show. Angie was thrilled that they’d be raising money for a good cause. Without luck, she pressed to get more information on it but the whole show seemed cloaked in mystery and surprise. The talk of a parade seemed like a neat twist, though Angie was now a little worried about her runway skills. She was just an amateur and told the other ladies at the table she was hoping they would get some type of practice session and coaching.

The men shared more jokes and a few times Angie actually turned red. The jokes were become more sexual and sometimes a little crude. A few of the women were sharing from own life experiences and Angie was shocked by what they were sharing with strangers in mixed company. Angie laughed along. She didn't want to be seen as a prude.

The last of the courses were served and it consisted of a tray of cakes including chocolate and caramel, along with an assortment of cheesecakes. Angie was just too full to eat even a bite of her cake. She was now more aware of her light headedness and had a little more difficulty managing things and keeping her concentration. At last they served tea and coffee and Angie was hoping that a steaming cup of tea would help settle her down.

As soon as the last of the dishes were cleared away, there was gentle music from the band. Angie thought to herself, whether they would now be having speeches or would the dancing start. In the back of her mind, she was hoping she wouldn’t have to get on the dance floor anytime soon.

 

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George now had a problem with Angie he could see that she was very keen to take part in the poker school but the way the guys were eying her and the girls for that matter he was afraid that somebody would suggest that they played that night as the following morning was free.

Unfortunately Angie for all her bluster wasn’t in any real state to play cards and although he knew that the aim was to strip her and then use her it didn’t feel right that it should happen when she was too drunk to know what was happening.

Yes he wanted a few drinks inside her but he didn’t want her drunk he could rely on the likes of Claire and Susan to lay down the rules before they started so there was no way out for Angie once the school got under way that’s of course if her claims of playing the game were true.

“How much money have you got with you?”]/i] He leant towards Angie and whispered he knew she would need at least $1,000 to play when they started. “You’ll need at least $1,000 as your stake when we play tomorrow night,” he told her.

He wasn’t worried about the amount he could always give her an advance on her bonus and hopefully win it back and more from her, what Angie didn’t know was that once the game started they had to continue until a certain time. Nobody was allowed to leave until the time to finish arrived and no IOU’s were allowed and only what they had with them at the start could be used as collateral for their stakes if they ran out of money they had to find something else for collateral such as jewellery etc.

When the band finally struck up after their meal George wondered if Angie was in any fit state to dance, fortunately the band started with fast dances so he wasn’t pushed to get her up. He figured that she’d be better off with a slow dance where he could at least support her. It was an unwritten rule that the first and last dance had to be with the person that you attended the conference with so he wasn’t worried about the other guys asking her to dance and showing her up.

After about fifteen minutes the band started a waltz so George stood and offered his hand to Angie knowing that she couldn’t really refuse. “Shall we dance?” he asked and waited for her to stand and join him. He was going to ask her how she felt while they were on the floor and if she felt bad to suggest that she go to the ladies with possibly Claire to freshen up before the others asked her to dance.