Suits And Shorthand

[Obidiah]

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Bankers!

The world is full of bankers. Or more specifically this morning my train carri age is full of bankers. I hold up a broadsheet newspaper to my face, but instead of reading the events of yesterday I study the people sitting across from me. They all look deeply unhappy. Lined faces, baggy eyes and hastily shaved chins and legs all jog along with the train. Everyone looks tired. There's no spark of inspiration amongst the lot of them as they all
try and avoid each others gaze. Their boredom is reflected in their clothes. Dry and old off the peg suits dominate and only the odd jokey tie stops the whole ensemble looking incurably grey.
My eyes sparkle and I inwardly laugh at my fellow travellers revelling in this mornings chosen outfit. A tailored suit that I had measured up whilst I was in Hong Kong. A cream linen that absolutely fails to look ironed no matter what is done to it. A small and shallow collared jacket sat on top of a floatingly light white muslin shirt. The trousers also hovered above some
leather sandals. I felt as if the only cool air in the cabin had gathered around me as the hot summer day about to hit was already making the rest uncomfortable.

***

The building is supposed to be an architectual delight, but I cant see it myself. Heads are lowered as people ride in the lift eventually they spill out until a red head in a summer dress and I are giving each other playful looks alone. I leave her to her lecherous thoughts on the 14th floor and stride down the corridor. "Morning Miles" all the typists call out. Each one gets a nod or a comment as well as a winning smile. Life is good. Eventually I get to my door.

 

[Shadie]

Clair

I checked my watch as I quickly headed to the bus stop, please, please, please let it be late. I allowed myself a small smile as I heard it pull up behind me, the first thing that had gone right this morning.

When the bus finally made it's way to my stop I got off, a short walk and I was at work. The air was warm in the building, so when I reached my floor I went into the ladies to freshen up. Standing in front of the mirror I smoothed my skirt down to remove any creases, the dark grey went well with my blouse and the cotton material would be a god send if today was going to be as warm as the last few. Taking my jacket off, I checked my hair and make up in the mirror, satisfied that I looked neat and smart and then made my way out to my office.

With a tea in hand I started to sort out the paperwork that had been waiting for me when I arrived, outside I could hear the girls, their voices raised and I knew that Miles, my boss, had got in. I gave him about 15 minutes to settle and then dialled his number.

"Morning Sir, I was wondering if you had time to go through todays schedule, your free till 10, I just need a few signatures and I have some contracts that need your attention."

 

[Obidiah]

Miles

One of the things I had insisted on when I had been headhunted was the provision of fresh pineapple juice in the office at all times. (Its in my contract). There is nothing quite as refreshing as pineapple juice, it forever reminds you of a brighter more exotic world as it slips down your throat.
My corner office looked used to look over the river but a construction site had sprung up recently and I had my secretary find out about a new 10 storey building going in place of my view. I was not happy, but this office was now mine and it was customised with all the things I wanted. I wasnt going to move.
I was stretched back on my sofa double checking the notes I had made in the margins of various reports. The phone rang and I turned on the speaker phone only to hear that Clair wanted to come and collect my signature on various needless documents. I had the luxary of making my work as paperless as possible, but the outside world still intruded from time to time.
I invited her in, wondering how short the skirt would be this morning. Id had a secretary assigned to me when I had joined 3 months ago, but she had been very outspoken on a wide range of views. Not what I wanted, so I took a day out and went round the whole building to find one that I wanted. Clair seemed suitably shy yet organised, sexy yet mousey, intelligent yet unambitious. She also had a great arse on her.

 

[Shadie]

Clair

Gathering up the files I needed, I went to Miles' office, pausing I took a deep breath to compose myself before I knocked and walked in. I hadn't been his secretary all that long and I was still very much in awe of him, He'd managed to turn the department around in a few short months and as well as having a flair for business he was also very attractive.

I'd only been in the city a short while myself and work took up a lot of my time, so much so in fact that I hadn't really had much of chance to explore and meet new people out of the office yet. Not that I minded really, I enjoyed my work and even if I say so myself was good at it. A bonus being that I got to work with Miles, he was easy to work for and the fact that he wasn't forty, fat and balding didn't go unnoticed.

Pushing the door open I walked in with a determined efficiency, he looked great as always and I felt my stomach do a little flip at the sight of him. Mentally I admonished myself, just because he wasn't married didn't mean there wasn't a string of girls on his arm and anyway he was way out of my league.

"Did you have a good journey in Sir?" I sat at his desk and crossed my legs, the hem of my skirt riding part way up my thigh.
"Just a few things to sign, routine really but I thought we should get them out of the way early in the week." I placed three slim folders on his desk and opened them to the appropriate pages.
"Also you need to do a rethink on the McKenzie contract, you'll meet on Wednesday and seeing as Ms Anderson has had to pull out, it's important that you find a replacement for the trip, you know how the company likes to send a team and we do really need to stroke egos on this one."

Not the only thing that could do with a stroking around here I said to myself and then blushed, embarassed by the thought. The affect Miles had on me was amazing, without doing anything at all he could make thoughts run through my head with a wild abandon that , unfortunately, would never be realised. Not that I would turn down the opportunity, I had needs the same as the next person but he was my boss and things like that just never happened.

"You have appraisals at 10 and then unless something else crops up the rest of the day is free for you to finalise the small print for McKenzie unless you had anything else arranged." I sat back in the large leather chair waiting for him to go over the schedule and hoping he hadn't noticed the pause in my short speech. I prided myself in the knowledge that I could create a large amount of 'accounted' for free time in anyones diary and this week had been no exception.

 

[Obidiah]

Miles

I laughed
"Do you know why Anderson pulled out of the McKenzie contract, Clair? I asked glancing at her balancing on the edge of the desk.
"Because she wouldn't suck old man McKenzies dick any more." I gave her a sideways glance trying to judge her reaction. She looked more shocked that I had said it rather than a reaction against Jill Andersons bedhopping career.
"Ill think about a replacement party, since I have got plenty of time today. I wonder who fancies a Business class seat to Cincinatti?" I was talking to myself, but Clair straightened up at the thought of foreign travel.

I laughed again. "Who am I appraising this morning, Clair? Its not your turn yet is it?" It was a genuine question I knew her appraisal was due soon, but I had another twelve to do and had only got through three of them so far. But Clair rather quickly hauled herself out of the leather chair that she had been lounging in (as well as showing an awful lot of.... were those stockings) and started looking business like again.

"Thanks for everything" I said and moved to the desk to start scratching out signatures. Why did they need my name on these things?

The phone rang.

 

[Shadie]

His mention of Ms Anderson's indescretions surprised me, I suppose they were common knowledege but I hadn't realised that things had become quite so involved, the company was all for international relations but she had taken things a bit far with that one.

I hadn't considered the possibility of going on the trip but as Miles mused over a replacement I wondered if I could be a worthwhile addition, I knew as much if not more about it than anyone else and all the files were at my fingertips, then again, I was needed here as well and I was sure that there was a suitable candidate in the pipeline.

The question about appraisals brought me back to reality, "Mine isn't due for another week Sir but I can arrange a time whenever your ready, I've scheduled two for you this morning, the details are in the folders and shouldn't take more than an hour."

I stood and made my way to the door, "If you need anything for them I'll be in my office." I left quickly, Miles had managed to get me flustered without doing anything and I was feeling a bit embarassed.

I sat behind my desk and sorted through my in tray, the hotel confirmation had been faxed through and I would need to let Miles know in case there were any changes to the reservations. Placing it to one side I ran through the rest of the mail and faxes, there were a few things that needed Miles' attention but nothing that couldn't wait until later.

 

[Obidiah]

Miles

I watched Clair leave the room, her eyes shining. I hadn't meant to suggest it, but she thought I was angling to get her place to Cincinatti. Ah poor deluded girl. But that was quite an arse as she turned tail and left the room.

I picked up the ringing phone and had one of the most uncomfortable conversations of my life.

I slammed the phone down after it went dead at the other end and didnt need the intercom to make Clair know that I wanted her back in the room. She timidly opened the doorway and I ordered her into the middle of the room. I circled her during the tirade that followed sometimes disappearing behind her back for long periods.

"That was my grandmother on the phone" she flinched. "It was her birthday yesterday. I have just had my ear chewed off because I forgot it. Now when I first took you, I explained that I dont carry a bag, I dont carry a diary and I dont wear a watch. Therefore I rely on my secretary to sort out my life whilst I actually live it. I raised your salary because you had to do this. I explained the situation and you were happy with it. You said at the time and I quote 'It's a pleasure to have someones whole life to deal. It gives me a great deal of satisfaction'. Well this isnt very satisfying. Id hate to think of what your idea of satisfying was."

I stopped for a moment to watch her react under this avalanche. Her breasts were heaving under her shirt. I actually felt turned on giving this girl a real dressing down (dressing down was an interesting choice of words). My breath back I flopped back down onto the sofa and finished my speech.

" Im amazed that you would let this happen in "apraisal month". You realise if I dropped you as secretary with no reference what that would do for your career? What do you have to say for yourself and what can possibly think of doing to make sure this never happens again?"

 

[Shadie]

Miles' was fuming when I made my way to his office, I had never seen him so angry. My heart sank as I realised what was wrong, I couldn't believe I had let something like that slip my mind. I flinched under his tirade unable to look at him, there was no explanation suitable. He finished his outburst and sat down, waiting for a reply.

"I don't know what to say Sir, I'm really sorry, I don't know how I let this happen, I can assure you that it won't happen again."

I knew the predicament I had left him in, it wasn't as if he could tell his family that I had neglected to remind him and he had stressed how important things like this were. "Is there anything I can do, I could get a gift Fedex'd over to her, it would be there by late afternoon, I really don't know what else I can do Sir...." I trailed off, his look told me all I needed to know.

I sighed inwardly, things had been going so well and I'd been so sure I was on top of everything, there were at least 3 other people waiting for me to mess up so they could have my position, looked like the wait was going to be shorter than they had planned.

A last ditch attempt at appeasing him "I know there is no excuse for this Sir but my work is always of a very high standard, I realise that this has put you in an awkward position but if there is anything I can do just let me know. "

 

[Obidiah]

Miles

She was fumbling for words, bleating out apologies but it didnt sound particularly convincing.
"Ill put you in an awkward position. At least Jill Anderson knows how to get herself noticed." I murmered and then turned to drive the point home.
"She knows that getting carpet burns from an expensive rug and kneeling down to deep throat cock until she needs another trip to the dry cleaners will win her brownie points."
She was looking sheepish.
"All I ask you to do is your job, and when you cant do that. I might as well treat you as every other exec in this building treats their secretary and screw you and fire you"
At this point I made a sweeping gesture with my hand not noticing that I was still holding a glass of pineapple juice. It soaked the front of my shirt. This was the last straw.
"SHIT" i bellowed tearing it off me.
"Where are my clean shirts?"

 

[Shadie]

I was taken aback by his words, what did he mean? Before I had a chance to say anything his glass of juice went everywhere, he grabbed at his clothes, yelling for a new shirt.

"There just in here" I rushed over to a small wardrobe where he kept a few changes of clothes in case of meetings etc. Grabbing two light shirts I came back, not knowing quite what to do.

"Would either of these be alright?" I rushed forward and caught my foot in the shirt that was now lying on the floor, I stumbled and fell against Miles who was standing by the desk, I caught my breath as I looked up at him, his eyes flashing with anger. Quickly I stepped back, "I'm really sorry Sir,"

I felt flustered and unsure of what to do next, "Erm...I'll give the cleaner a ring and get them to see if they can do something about the carpet, your shirt will need cleaning and...." I trailled of realising that I was just making a bad situation worse and heading for the phone, l left him with the shirts which would probably be the wrong choice. Picking up the reciever I flicked through the rolodex looking for the extensions I needed.

 

[Obidiah]

I moved quickly behind Clair and grabbed her round the waist. Took the phone out of her hand and put it back down on the receiver.
"Forget the carpet for the moment" I wispered in her ear. "You have managed to royally fuck up my day".
I leaned forward, forcing her to bend over the desk. I picked up another glass of juice from the desk and stood back up again. Hauling her upright again, I threw the juice at the front of her shirt.
"You can feel what its like too" I snarled and moved away from her to see the liquid seep into her white cotton. The material clung to her skin and bra and showed off her tits perfectly.
It then flashed into my mind to really show this secretary what master and servant was all about. Bending her over the desk and lifting her skirt.
But this was risky and had to make sure that she wouldnt tell. I sat down at my desk with my eyes flicking down now and then to watch her tits waiting for her reaction to...
"You do enjoy working for me don't you?

 

[Shadie]

Clair

Confused by his actions, I could feel the juice drying stickily on my skin and knew that my blouse was ruined. Was he implying...no, he wouldn't, would he? I swallowed the lump in my throat, much as I would have jumped at the chance normally, this was a bit out of the ordinary and it looked as if my job might be on the line.

"Yes I do like working for you Sir, I feel I have a real chance of progressing within the company with you." All I wanted was to keep my position, he could rant and go on as much as he wanted as long as my job was safe, if he fired me now it would be long time before I had a job this good again.

"I can assure you that mistakes like todays will never happen again, I will do my best to keep you happy with me in every way I can." I could feel his eyes on me and I was very aware of the state of me, covered in juice, my blouse clinging to my chest, I hoped he wouldn't notice...this was hardly my finest hour and I had to convince him to give me another chance.

 

[Obidiah]

Miles

She was looking to keep me happy and would do anything to stay in her job. I had to tread carefully here, any hint of impropriety and I would have absolutely no hope in court.
I wanted her badly now. I had always checked her out when she came in of a morning. What she was wearing, if she was wearing any underwear, trying to guess whether she was away too long from the office to enjoy herself in the staff toilets. And at this moment she looked damn hot. I felt like running my hands down over her hips and tugging down those stockings. Ripping off her shirt and having her on the couch.
The couch!
I went over to the couch unbuttoning my trrousers.
"These have been soaked as well now" I muttered and threw thenm away. I lay back on the sofa and closed my eyes. I could hear her shuffling on the spot and feel her looking at my body. I then gave her the bait.
"Well then Miss High Flying secretary" I taunted "if you want to keep your job, perhaps you better get down to what secretarys are best at? Otherwise...." I let the silence after this sentence speak volumes. My eyes were still closed.

 

[Shadie]

Clair

I was feeling very uncomfortable with the whole situation, this could be the end of my career and I wasn't sure quite how to deal with it. Miles wandered over to the couch muttering about how his trousers were now ruined and stripped them off, I couldn't believe it. I tried hard not to look at him but my gaze kept wandering over his body as he lay back on the couch.

"if you want to keep your job, perhaps you better get down to what secretarys are best at? Otherwise...."

I swallowed deeply, there was a veiled threat in there somewhere but he hadn't actually 'said' anything specific, what if I was taking his meaning the wrong way after all he could just want me to get him a clean suit!! but to be honest I doubted it.

Trying very hard not to stare at the increasing bulge in his underwear I looked at him, "What exactly would you like me to do Sir?" I licked my lips, much as I would have jumped at the chance, this was no ordinary situation and my job WAS on the line, if this went wrong I would be out within seconds. I needed to play it carefully.

"I have a range of skills that you are well aware of Sir, or is it my personal abilities that you are reffering to?"

Much as I wanted to make the first move, I was hardly in a position to go with my instincts, at this point it was all up to Miles, not that that was such a bad thing. There were also the impending appraisals and I knew the first would be arriving shortly.

"Would you like me to cancel this mornings schedule Sir or would you prefer to continue this another time?"

 

[Obidiah]

Miles

As I lay back I could feel her eyes all over my body, she was trying to spot the outline of my cock in my boxers, she was wondering how much work Id been doing in the gym and yet she still wasnt moving any further.

This had now turned into a game for me, I wasnt going to tell her what I wanted (ie suck me off, yards away from the typing pool) but I was determined that she was going to make the first move. Whether out of lust or embarrassment or to save her own job.

"Cancel this morning," I sighed. "See if you can put it back 24 hours. I feel that since youve royally fucked up my morning I won't be able to give anyone a fair reaction."
A thought hit me that would make her nudge even further towards thinking about becoming my little office slut.
"In fact lets bring yours forward, since youve commanded my full attention this morning."At this point I sat up not even trying to control my huge erection that had grown.
"Go get yourself ready for whatever you think you need to keep your job and Ill see you in five minutes"
I flopped back down on the sofa and closed my eyes

 

[Shadie]

I backed out of Miles' office and headed for my own in a rush. A few eyebrows were raised in my direction and I quickly explained that there had been a bit of an accident but nothing that couldn't be fixed. I cancelled the appraisals apologising for the inconvienence of it all but from the replies I gathered it was more of a stay of execution.

I changed my blouse (the joys of getting your dry cleaning dropped off at work) and gathering my personnel file I returned to Miles office. I knocked, more out of habit than anything else and went in. In a voice that sounded more confident than I felt I announced my arrival and placed my file on the desk.

Miles hadn't moved since I'd left the office, he was still on the couch with his eyes shut and it gave me a chance to take a real look at him for the first time. His body was quite impressive and I couldn't help but notice the head of his cock showing through the gap in his shorts. Going over to him I gently placed a hand on his shoulder "Sir, I've brought my file, if there is anything else you would like to look over....." I left the sentance hanging so he would be sure of my meaning.

 

[Obidiah]

Miles

As soon as she stepped out of the room, I was up. I darted across to the other side of the room and turned on the dictation tape (if Id only had that secret camera installed, but never mind) I also got out my can of deoderant, but I didnt need to spray myself, as well as some large magic marker pens.
I got back to the sofa and arranged myself exactly where I was (apart from just poking my cock out the top of my boxers) and just shut my eyes the second before she opened the door.
As she turned round to close it, I sneeked a little peek at that gorgeous arse of hers as she called out that she was back.
She went to the desk with the file and then I heard her walk to me and I tried not to shiver when she placed her hand on my shoulder.
"Sir, I've brought my file, if there is anything else you would like to look over....."
It was now obvious she was on my level and was about to do anything to keep the job. Id won already, this girl was going to be mine.
I couldnt help myself, the thought of saying it almost made me giggle, it was sooooo corny, but i just had to say it.
"Yes, the appraisal forms on the desk, I need to get down your particulars" She didnt move. I waited for a few seconds until the silence had become so strong we could hear each other breathing again. My eyes still shut I finished
"over by the desk please, now"

 

[Shadie]

"I need to get down your particulars" There was no doubt as to what he meant by that.

It looked as though this was going to be a very interesting appraisal, the only problem I had was how far to take it. If things didn't go the way Miles was planning I was still in danger of loosing my position.

I walked back over to the desk and stood next to it waiting for Miles to make his next move, I was still feeling nervous but there was a hint of excitement about the whole situation, I was about to live out the fantasy of about 90 % of the women in the building, including myself, that and the added element of risk was an increasing aphrodisiac.

The only problem I could see was how I reacted, if anything was to go wrong then I would be blamed as the questionable party so I had to be careful not to seem to forward, to give myself a defence to fall back on.

 

[Obidiah]

Miles

She stood at the desk. Her back to me. I spent some time watching her arse as I lay back on my couch. Nothing was said and after a while the silence grew tense. I knew that she was begging to turn round but had now left it too long. I mentally undressed her and it was a good site.
I rose and crossed the room purposefully.
The door flew open with a crash
"Miiiiiilllllleeeessss" came the cry as a suited figure jumped into the room.
"Hello Richard" I countered, quite amused by my own position, clad only in boxer shorts.
Richard had come into talk in a loud voice about a certain project of his, and also to slap me on the back annoyingly several times. He sniggered when at last he had realised he had caught me with my pants down, but still went rabbiting on.
I made my excuses about my nakedness but he was far too wrapped up in himself.
Half way through this ramble I picked up a piece of paper and wrote on it. I passed it over to Clair, knowing that Richard would leave shortly to go and bother someone else.
It read "Are you going to show me your tits or your pussy first?"

 

[Shadie]

Clair

I stood nervously at the desk and the longer I waited the harder it was to break the silence that enveloped the room. As the tension reached breaking point, the door flew in and Richard from Marketing blustered into the room with his usual finese. I could feel the blush rising in my cheeks and was grateful that at least Miles was standing behind me so the scene didn't look quite as bad as it actually was.

Richard was talking about some new project he was working on and I had the feeling that he probably hadn't even noticed me in the room. A piece of paper appeared next to me and I slowly picked it up not wanting to draw too much attention my way from Richard.

Opening it I quickly read what Miles had written and smiled to myself, he was certainly eager to get started. I folded the paper and put it down then turning to face Miles I reaching up to adjust the collar of my blouse. Slowly I ran my hands down my chest, pausing to fiddle with a button at my cleavage. I turned back towards the door hoping he had got the message, all we had to do now was wait for Richard to leave.