Executive Assistant

[SugarDeSpice]

Dawna Mar
Long long dark, almost black, wavy hair
round grey eyes
pouty red lips
5 ft 10 in tall
36 30 36d
long softly tanned legs

Dawna Mar was beautiful, and she was going places, and she wasn't afraid to use her beauty to get where she wanted to go.

Where did she want to go?

Up, all the way up, and no one was going to stop her.

She had been with Xacom for 6 months now, working her way up the Assistant ladder on her way to bigger and better things at light speed, and now she was sitting alone (on top of a very expensive mahogony desk) in the office of her newest boss...the President and CEO of the company.

She had never personally met him but had seen him around and he was definately photogenic.

It was quite in the office. The whole building empty, sans her and soon her boss. The rest of the staff had the day off as a reward for doubling the profit of the previous fiscal year.

She tapped one long manicured nail against a tape recorder (dictation and easier than short hand for taking letters), and crossed long legs while leaning back on her other hand. She tossed her head, her dark wavy tresses catching off the only light coming in from the window on top floor of the skyscraper that housed Xacom on it's top 6 floors.

Dawna looked at the clock on the wall above the leather couch, he was late, but then again he's allowed

 

[WhiteWolf]

Kevin Smith

Neatly Trimmed Dark Brown hair
Green eyes
Toned Athletic Build
6' 0"
Lightly tanned skin


Kevin made his way hastily to the office. He hated being late for appointments. But he had good reason. The meeting he had been in since that morning had gone into much overtime, So much that he thought it would never end. He was kind of young to be CEO and President of Xacom, but since his fathers death four years ago he had become the heir to his empire. No at the age of 26 he had the wieght of the world on his shoulders it seemed. Already he had succesfully beaten two attempted buyouts and one failed hostile takeover. But much of the credit he had to give to his staff and the people who worked here.

The door to his Office opened and he stepped in. He was wearing his buisness jacket, kahki slacks, white dress shirt. His tie he had taken off during the meeting as he was becoming slightly stuffy with it on. "Hi, I'm Kevin Smith...Miss..or Mrs..." He gave her a firendly smile while he waited on her name. "Dawna Ma..and it's Miss." Nodding ot her he proceeded over to a counter by the large window that overlooked the city. "Well i's a pleasure to meet you Miss Mar...would you like a drink?" She could hear the tinkling of glasses as he opened the cabinet and reached inside. "Sorry I kept you waiting..but I was in one hell of a meeting."

 

[SugarDeSpice]

Dawna

Dawna placed the small recorder down on the desk, slide off, straightening her red silk button down blouse (open of course to show some cleavage) and mid thigh lenght black skirt.

"Sir." She said advancing towards him, "Your calander is totally free for the rest of the day." She placed a hand on each of his shoulders, "Take a deep breath, relax" She breathed in his ear.

 

[WhiteWolf]

*He jumped a bit at her unexpected touch, the gradualy started to relax, letting her rub outthe tension he felt. The smelll of her perfume filled his sneses and he breathed out a relaxing sigh. Smiling a little he set the glasses down on the counter. "Mmm...that feels good." He breathed out.

 

[SugarDeSpice]

Dawna

Dawna took a soft hold on his arm, turned him so he was facing her.

She smiled brillantly at him, "Sir why we go over to that nice comfortable looking couch and I'll relieve some of the tension in these strong shoulders."

 

[WhiteWolf]

I had to admit, that did sound nice. But asn't she here fr something else? "That sounds great..." I said as we went over to the couch. "And while you're doing that, you can tell me what you hope to accompish in this new position. I mean..you are here for the new board positon right?"

 

[SugarDeSpice]

Dawna

Dawna was in a quandry, she could lie and possibly skip right into the world of power or she could be honest and make her way up safely without fear of getting caught in a lie.

She ran a hand through her long dark hair and sat behind him on the couch, her hands kneading his tense shoulders, "No sir, I'm your new Assisstant, I used to work under, "She smiled behind him, "The vice-president Cowen."

"Let's get this jacket off and make you more comfortable." She said pulling his suit jacket from his shoulders, "Like I said your calender is free for the rest of the day."

 

[WhiteWolf]

"Oh..right, the Assistant." I smiled a bit and nodded, letting her remove my jacket ad place it on top of the couch. "Yeah, my calander is petty much for the rest of the day...uless someone hits the panic button sending me back into a meeting...." I had half grumbled, had plainly said that sentence.. "I've been charge here for four years now...you'd think they would trust my judgement..but enough of that. Tell me a bit about yourself. You said you used to work under Cowen..how was that?"

 

[SugarDeSpice]

Dawna

You said you used to work under Cowen..how was that?"

Rather dull actually, Dawna thought, the guy lasted about 2 minutes then was done thinking he was the best fuck any girl could ever have. Talk about the epitome of Wham! Bam! Thank you mam!

"It was...interesting, he wasn't to demanding and he didn't call me doll like some others." Actually it was usually bitch, like THAT's a turn on. She rolled her eyes, "Kept me on my toes though." Actually, it was usually my knees

 

[WhiteWolf]

"So he wasn't that great a boss huh.." He laughed a little and relaxed as she once again set to work on his shoulders. "So how do you take dictation? Any work likes..dislikes?"

 

[SugarDeSpice]

Dawna

She decided to be totally honest with him, he seemed the type to respect that. "Well sir, I take dictation with a recorder which is on your desk at the moment, it's faster and easier then taking a letter down for you in short hand." She ran her fingers along, her long nails lightly scrapping, the back of his neck. "As for dislikes and likes...simple really all I ask for is a little respect as a person and as an employee and I'll return that respect as well."

Many of her bosses thought that because she was a woman, and beautiful that she was a possession as well.