The Boss' Plaything (Closed)

[Niceandbrutal]

The Boss' Plaything (Closed for lizzbeth)

David Brooks was CEO of his own company. He was the archetypal self-made man that'd clawed his way to the top by instinct, force of personality and a shrewd business acumen. He'd become one of the larger supplier of medical supplies on the eastern seaboard. As people didn't stop getting sick, it was as good as a licence to print money. Brooks didn't think twice about outbidding or even bribing or blackmailing to get the contracts he sought. At 43, he had more money than he knew what to do with. Life was good.

Brooks was married, but the marriage was a sham. They kept up appearances, but he knew his wife had lovers on the side. She knew that he knew, as she knew about his mistresses. It was a tacit agreement that kept the tone between them civil, if a bit cold. Brooks was always on the lookout for new prospects to bang, and he was used to having his way.

At 6'0" he was big enough to command attention and intimidate those around him, which he frequently did. Always immaculately dressed in tailormade suits framing his muscular body, his jet black hair and baby blue eyes could have a disconcerting effect on those who tried arguing with him.

It had been a while since he'd had a new plaything around. One of his lower level executives had asked to let his daughter work as an intern during summer break. She was a pretty young thing, and Brooks got hard just thinking about her.

He buzzed his secretary. "Miss Rawlins, would you be so kind as to send in miss... uh... you know, the new intern, what's-his-face's daughter." Miss Rawlins just rolled her eyes and sent in the new intern. She knew about Brooks' dalliances, but she was paid to well to not rock the boat.

As the new intern entered, Brooks gave her a long appreciative look. She was a hot little number! He turned on his most charming and disarming smile and said "This is embarassing miss, but I can't seem to remember your name?"

 

[lizzbeth]

Amanda Reynolds scurried along the corridor towards Mr Brook's ffice. At eighteen years old, she felt as though she was just playacting at her job, rather than the appointed intern. So when the call came from the CEO's personal assistant to come to his office, Amanda's heart rate had increased and she knew that she was compulsively twisting her fingers together in anxiety.

Amanda had silky, copper-red hair that would tumble over her shoulders and shimmer gold, although she hadb tied it up in a bun to lok more professional. She had a smooth, peaches and cream complexion and bright blue eyes. She stood at 5'8" and the skirt of her newly-bought suit stopped just above the knees of her long legs. The grey jacket was neatly buttoned with a very respectable fitted cream shirt underneath, although this did not entirely disguise the swell of her breasts.

Amanda knocked nervously on the door and entered, pushing her glasses up her nose as she stepped in. "Ahm... You wanted to see me, Mr Brooks?"

"This is embarassing, Miss, but I can't seem to remember your name..."

"Oh, that's alright, sir. Its Amanda. Amanda Reynolds."

 

[Niceandbrutal]

David smacked his forehead, his most winning smile focused entirely on Amanda.

"Amanda Reynolds. Of course!" He got upp from his desk and approached her.
"Listen Amanda, I wonder if I could have a moment of your time? You see, I need some help in here, tidying up." He pointed to a mess of boxes cluttering the floor. "I need those boxes stacked in there, alphabetically."

He needed to see her body move before he made any advances. He was a picky man. As this wasn't in her job description, this would also gauge her compliance for further... tasks.

"I'd let Miss Rawlins do this, but she's got her hands full as it is."

He looked on Amanda expectantly.

 

[lizzbeth]

Amanda was relieved to find Mr Brooks to be so reassuringly friendly. She had been home schooled and often found herself nervous and uncertain around people she didn't know. After a year of college she was starting to come out of her shell, but it didn't come naturally to her.

She looked from Mr Brooks to the boxes. "Oh. Yes. Yes sir. Of course." she replied with a smile that showed how eager to please she was. She walked over to the boxes and chewed her thumbnail briefly as she surveyed them. They were unmarked, so she crouched down to open one to find the files inside.

Amanda moved with an unconscious grace. Since she was a child she had been to ballet and dance classes, and they had trained her to move in very smooth, elegant motions without even thinking about it. She kept her legs together and bent at the knee to crouch, though this modest gesture did not prevent her skirt riding a few inches higher up her thigh, or pulling taut across her pert young buttocks.

She worked with focus, carefully sorting the boxes into alphabetical piles before picking them up to place them on the shelf. She found that her jacket crumpled uncomfortably as she crouched and so she unbuttoned it, not realising that this gave Mr Brooks the opportunity to examine more closely how her waist curved in and her full breasts swelled out in her fitted shirt.

As she moved to stacking the boxes on the shelves, Amanda found she needed the step in the corner. Just that once she forgot to bend at the knee, instead bending at the waist. It was such a brief thing, she gave no thought to how her father's boss had been given a view of her long elegant legs and uplifted rump. Climbing onto the step she stretched her body out to place the boxes. Then, when the first few were placed, an idea occurred to her...

"Oh.. ahhm... Mr Brooks? I'm sorry to bother you, but... Well, I could label these boxes for you.. if you like..." She looked at the tall, distinguished man behind the desk with an open smile, eager for approval.

 

[Niceandbrutal]

Oh. Oh this was good. She moved with an unselfconscious grace so rarely seen in young people. He'd wager that she'd had some training as a dancer. Her young body curved and protruded in all the right places, and she had a soft and eager demeanor that made him lust for her to be his plaything right here and now. But that would only scare her off. No. Patience. Ease her into it gradually. That was the trick.

"Amanda, you've done an excellent job! And yes, labeling the boxes is a great idea! I like the way you think ahead and show initiative, Miss Reynolds. I would very much like you to become part of my personal intern pool. It's something only a select few are picked out for, but I think you have what it takes. And as of right now, the pool is empty. You'd function as my personal assistent around the office and during business meetings and travels. The pay would reflect this, of course. What do you say?"

He hit her defences with the most sincere smile he could muster.

 

[lizzbeth]

Amanda's heart beat a little bit faster and she felt a warm glow spread across her cheeks and in her stomach. She realised that she must be grinning and struggled to control herself and look professional. Mr Brooks' enthusiasm was infectious. There was something about the way he never seemed quite still. His restless energy made him hard to look away from. The fact that someone so magnetic had noticed her made her feel privileged.

"Oh.. well.. I would be honoured. It would be a wonderful opportunity. Umm.. Thankyou.. I won't let you down!" She abruptly closed her mouth to stop herself jabbering without thinking and tried not to smile *too* widely.

 

[Niceandbrutal]

"Great! I was hoping you'd say yes!"

This was going to be fun. Now where to start...?

"One thing though, Miss Reynolds? You need to look the part if you're going to be my personal assistant. The outfit you're wearing now is more than fine for a common office-rat, but you aren't, are you? You're personal assistant to the CEO and represent me when you're with me. I think a quick makeover is in order, don't you? On me, of course."

He buzzed the intercom. "Miss Rawlins, I need you to drop everything you're doing and accompany Miss Reynolds. She's to be my new PA and needs a makeover. You know the drill."

Miss rawlins sighed. She did indeed know the drill. Dressing up new PA's in provocative clothes and pampering the ego of young impressionable girls was part of her job desription. Putting on a friendly but professional demeanor, she entered Mr Brooks' office, company credit card in hand.

"Come along Miss Reynolds, we have much to do!"

 

[lizzbeth]

Amanda felt like she was in the centre of a whirlwind as Mr Brooks and Miss Rawlins swept her along. She allowed herself to be led out with a glance back at the larger than life figure of Mr Brooks.

She briefly considered calling or texting her father to let him know that she was leaving the building, but the Miss Rawlins soon distracted her from that thought. Calling a taxi, the two of them spoke about clothes, fashion and hairstyles. Every so often Amanda managed to ask a few tentative questions about what her role would be as a PA. Miss Rawlins answered them briefly without dwelling.

The taxi dropped the two of them (and the company credit card) outside of Victoria's Secret. "We're shopping here?" Amanda asked
"Oh yes. You will have to look as elegant as possible." Miss Rawlins repiled.

The rest of the day was a frenzy of shopping, and Amanda found herself carried away by Miss Rawlin's enthusiasm. She would pick out the outfits, and chose things she never would have thought of trying for herself. Each time she returned from the fitting rooms she was greeted by big smiles and bigger compliments, and gradually the pile of garments built up. Amanda could not help but imagine the growing bill with trepidation.

They began with clothes for the office...
http://www.victoriassecret.com/clot...encil-skirt?ProductID=74401&CatalogueType=OLS
http://www.victoriassecret.com/clot...tch-cotton?ProductID=133372&CatalogueType=OLS
http://www.victoriassecret.com/clot...tton-short?ProductID=127371&CatalogueType=OLS
http://www.victoriassecret.com/clothing/suiting/basic-pencil-skirt?ProductID=98304&CatalogueType=OLS

Amanda thought that it would end there, but she soon found herself informed that she would require some evening clothes.
http://www.victoriassecret.com/clot...h-up-dress?ProductID=130145&CatalogueType=OLS
http://www.victoriassecret.com/clot...neck-dress?ProductID=130164&CatalogueType=OLS
http://www.victoriassecret.com/clot...slip-dress?ProductID=130150&CatalogueType=OLS

When that was done she was motioned to the lingerie department. "Surely it doesn't matter what I wear underneath?" she asked.
"Oh my dear!" Miss Rawlin's scoffed, "That is the most important part. You would not believe the confidence that you can get from wearing something truly divine. even if nobody sees it."

Amanda hoped to get away with simply trying the lingerie for size, but Miss Rawlins insisted upon seeing her model each set for her. She nodded and looked her up and down with an appraising eye each time, that made Amanda feel more self-conscious than ever. Especially her comment about how she would need to get 'trimmed down there'.
http://www.victoriassecret.com/bras...a-very-sexy?ProductID=71431&CatalogueType=OLS
http://www.victoriassecret.com/slee...dy-very-sexy?ProductID=6151&CatalogueType=OLS
http://www.victoriassecret.com/slee...eam-angels?ProductID=139721&CatalogueType=OLS
http://www.victoriassecret.com/slee...collection?ProductID=141037&CatalogueType=OLS

As they left the store Amanda carried more bags than she had ever seen together in one place and it seemed that the day must end there. "We just have time. I have you booked in with Giorgio at 6.15.." Miss Rawlins said briskly, glancing at her watch.

"Giorgio?"
"Oh he is the best. He will take you to heaven with the things he will do to your scalp!"

She wasn't wrong. It was 7.45 before she left the salon, having been pampered, massaged, conditioned, exfoliated and moisturised...

The next morning Amanda walked to Mr Brooks' office with a tentatively growing confidence. Miss Rawlins had been right about the lingerie, and the feeling of the garter belt and stocking under her skirt was a secret thrill as she knocked at the door.

 

[Niceandbrutal]

David had gotten a full report from miss Rawlins who could look forward to a little shopping spree of her own, courtesy of Mr. Brooks' expense card. Good help was hard to find, and miss Rawlins was a rare gem in that regard.

He'd told miss Rawlins to let Amanda in right away and when she entered his office he had to suppress a gasp. The day before she had been a young stunner. Today stood before him an elegant sophisticated young lady, screaming for attention and compliments.

"Look at you!" he beamed. "Wasn't that worth the time?"

He secretly tossed his mind on how to proceed with her. He sensed he'd have to take his time with this girl, but that the reward would be all the sweeter for it.

He playfully twirled a finger. "Turn around for me, please." His smile the right side of friendly. He cautiously approached her.

 

[lizzbeth]

Amanda paced elegantly into the room. She was wearing a cream coloured pencil skirt and a white blouse, both of which hugged her figure and felt fantastic. Even the way the skirt clung to her bottom didn't as much make her feel self-conscious as she had assumed it would. Giorgio had shaped and styled her hair to part at the side and fall long and silky down to her shoulders. It was looser and put her copper-gold locks on display to much greater effect than the tied up style she had worn yesterday. She had even been inspired to put on her contacts this morning rather than her glasses.

She could not help but smile coyly at Mr Brooks' compliment. "Thankyou, sir. It was quite an experience. I am very grateful." The appreciative way he looked at her made her stomach flutter.

"Turn around for me, please."

Amanda did as she was told. It didn't even occur to her to question or think it strange. She just responded without thinking. She slowly turned on the spot. She took the way his eyes travelled up and down her body to be an appraisal of how suitably she projected the image he needed. She hoped she would pass muster and deep down feared that he might find some fault.

 

[Niceandbrutal]

"My, but you're pretty! Pretty as a picture in fact!"

He grasped her shoulders, keeping at arms length as he inspected her up close with a friendly smile. This close, the effect was mesmerizing. Her deep blue eyes no longer marred by glasses twinkling with a newfound confidence, her delicious unblemished skin, offset so lovely by her selection of wardrobe, the hint of underwear he caught through her thin garments, the way her hair curled and fell on her shoulders and not least her discretely perfumed scent all screamed one thing to David Brooks: New gullible toy!

He looked her closely over up close. His hands left her shoulders as he absentmindedly adjusted her shirt just a litle bit. He wanted to see some cleavage. "Miss Reynolds, I wonder if you wouldn't do more justice to your ensemble if you didn't unbutton one or two buttons of your shirt. It would allow more of that lovely skin of yours to show, bringing an altogether more au naturel feel to that already astonishing get-up you're wearing. Give it a try?"

He held her gaze, a warm smile on his lips.

 

[lizzbeth]

Amanda looked back into Mr Brooks' eyes as he held her. The combination of attention and approval he was giving her was almost enough to make her blush. Strangely, it also made her all the more anxious that she might do something wrong and spoil it all. She looked down at herself as he pulled out the collar of her shirt and made his suggestion. There was only the briefest hesitation as she looked up at him, then back down at her shirt...

"Oh... Ahm... Like this?" she asked as her fingers undid one button at her collarbone. "Another?" she asked hesitantly as they hovered at the one below. His thoughtful face was enough. She undid it and let the shirt fall open. It did sit more naturally now. There was a tiny hint of her cleavage showing just above the point where the material met.

 

[Niceandbrutal]

"Much better, Amanda! You must never be afraid to show off the natural beauty that you are!"

He made a slight adjustment to her collar and opening, letting his hands "accidentally" glide toward her cleavage in the process. Her skin was smooth and soft and he groaned inwardly with pleasure.

His smile never faltered as he let go of her shirt before his feel would become too obvious. "There! Perfect! Now don't change anything, Amanda! That would be nothing short of a crime!"

 

[lizzbeth]

Amanda felt her stomach flutter and her skin tingle where his fingers brushed it, but she kept herself still and demure. The last thing she wanted to do was seem unprofessional on her first day. The appreciative look he gave her as he stepped away, as though she were a work of art he had just finished off, made her feelna strange mixture of pride and uneasiness. She felt as though she were never quite still beneath her own skin when she was around Mr Brooks.

She cleared her throat and smiled. "I am very grateful for this opportunity, sir. I will try not to let you down. Where would you like me to begin?..."

"Oh! Yes, sorry... I need to ask you..." she suddenly remembered the thing her dad had asked her to do first thing this morning. "My dad knows that the staff in your office often work overtime. He just wanted to know if I would be getting a lift home with him or if I would be late?"

 

[Niceandbrutal]

"You can tell your dad he can pretty much rely on your working late. I do my best work in the evening. We have business dinners to attend and deals to negotiate. I'm also counting on you accompanying me on a business trip in about a week. Some slackjaw hospital manager thinks he can pressure me on prices. He needs to be put in place. I need you to be there with me."

"As for today, I want you to be around the office, to be 'on call' as it were. We'll ease you into the job, don't you worry!"

He took her chin and lifted her head up, smiling and looking into her eyes.

"You'll do just fine, kid."

 

[lizzbeth]

Amanda smiled up at him, "Thankyou, sir" she replied. She took that as her cue to go and get on with the tasks she had left yesterday.

 

[Niceandbrutal]

A couple of days later he was badgered into a business dinner with one of his major clients. David knew this man to be an old lecher, so he thought it a good opportunity to test the newest weapon in his arsenal: Amanda. She'd settled into her routines well enough, her soft and eager demeanor and her new look perking up his mood by several notches.

As he called her in, he wondered how to best put this to her.
She entered his office, eager to please as always by the looks of it.

"Amanda, I have a business dinner tonight. This is a very important client and this could make or break several million dollars for us. Now, I need the deck stacked in my favor. That means that I need you by my side, and I need you to wow my client, to put it bluntly."

 

[lizzbeth]

Amanda had busied herself to try and complete every task required of her to her best ability. The hours were long, but the work was fascinating and kept her moving on to new things. Slowly, she was gaining confidence with each compliment and nod of approval.

Today she walked briskly to Mr Brooks office and knocked briefly on the door, then entered, knowing she had been sent for.
"You wanted to see me, sir?" she asked

"Amanda, I have a business dinner tonight. This is a very important client and this could make or break several million dollars for us. Now, I need the deck stacked in my favor. That means that I need you by my side, and I need you to wow my client, to put it bluntly."

Amanda's brow knits a little. She feels that she has not quite understood, and that worries her. "Ahm... me wow them? I... I'm not sure I know what you mean."

 

[Niceandbrutal]

"Ahm... me wow them? I... I'm not sure I know what you mean."

She was clearly not wise to the fact that she was an absolute stunner. He had to smile at her confused innocent face.

"Amanda honey, come with me."

He stood up and bade her follow him. He brought her into the executive bathroom. It had a full length mirror to allow for complete readjusting of ones dress before again entering the office. He stood her before it and placed himself behind her.

"Now what I need from you Amanda is this: I need you to remember that you are an able young woman, but also that you're a beautiful young woman. I've known professional models envious of the look you're sporting. Tonight I need to exploit that. The client has an eye for beauty, Amanda. With you by my side, possibly sporting that provocative number with the shorts, I have a hunch he'll be more busy looking at you than he will be talking with me. I know this is a lot to ask. It is dirty pool. But all is fair in love and war. And business is war, make no mistake about that, Amanda. I need to employ every dirty little trick I can to gain the upper hand. You won't do this out of the goodness of your heart, of course. If the deal comes through you can expect a tidy little bonus coming your way."

As he talked he slowly caressed her arms, holding eye contact with her via the mirror.

 

[lizzbeth]

"Amanda honey, come with me."

She followed as she was bid, an expression of worried incomprehension on her face. Her eyes followed him as he put his hand on each of her arms and turned her away from him to face the mirror. She looked at herself and her eyes quickly found the imperfections in her hair. She fought the urge to raise her hands and fix it, for she knew full well that she would never be happy and would keep fiddling compulsively until she was complete mess. 'I shouldn't have chosen this shade of lipstick' she though to herself.

"Now what I need from you Amanda is this: I need you to remember that you are an able young woman, but also that you're a beautiful young woman. I've known professional models envious of the look you're sporting..."

as he spoke Amanda became aware that she was nervously chewing the inside of her lip and quickly stopped it. His compliment made her feel warm, but she didn't quite believe it.

"Tonight I need to exploit that. The client has an eye for beauty, Amanda. With you by my side, possibly sporting that provocative number with the shorts, I have a hunch he'll be more busy looking at you than he will be talking with me. I know this is a lot to ask..."

The way he held her eyes in the mirror and the almost subliminal comforting stroke on her arms stopped Amanda's squirming (both physical and mental). She nodded along as she listened. She opened her mouth and felt her hesitation in the moment before she spoke, but she forced her way through it. "If it is dinner... Maybe I could wear the black lace dress that Miss Rawlins picked out for me..." secretly Amanda had put it on several time in her room, just to see how she looked in it and to get the feel of it. The idea of wearing it out... In an upmarket restaurant... with Mr Brooks seemed like an exciting fairytale. "...That might make more of an ... ahmm... impression." her lips curled up in one corner in a tentative, yet conspiratorial smile.

 

[Niceandbrutal]

"I like the way you think, Amanda! Very well, put on the lace dress then."

Yes Amanda, always leave them wanting more he thought.

He tentatively gave her a hug from behind, his arms around her midriff just under her boobs, gently pressing into her young body.

"I knew picking you as my PA was a smart move. Listen honey, seeing as you're working so late as it is I feel terrible about you commuting to and from work like you do. We have a small apartment attached to the offices, why don't you use that? It's the least I can do for all the trouble I put you through. What do you say?"

He left unsaid that he had an extra set of keys to that apartment.

 

[lizzbeth]

Amanda breathed in as Mr Brooks wrapped his arms around her. She felt light and tingly.

"Ahmm.. tonight?" The idea of staying in the city overnight instead of calling her dad for a lift home to the suburbs sounded so sophisticated, independent. She was certainly tempted... "I.. I'm not sure. I think that my dad will want to pick me up tonght."

 

[lizzbeth]

Amanda turned, pulling herself out of his arms, and she smiled with a twinkle in her eye. "So tell me about this client of yours with a wandering eye.. and when you really need me to distract him."

 

[Niceandbrutal]

"I think that my dad will want to pick me up tonight."

"I'm sure he will, Amanda. What do you want? Never forget, you're an independent young woman now. Legally your father has no hold over you anymore. If you want to move out, there's nothing he can say or do to stop you."

Luring impressionable, barely legal young woman with independence and freedom was one of the oldest tricks in the book. It usually worked like a charm.

 

[lizzbeth]

Amanda's eyes widened as she realised what he was suggesting. "You mean... I though you just meant tonight. After the dinner... you mean move in?"