The corporate ladder- closed

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Dia was lucky; she always had been. The pool for an internship at Sacred Grounds corporate HQ had been huge. And she got pulled? How incredible was that? It was even paid; good pay. She could afford a small apartment near the building. She had only been there about a year when she heard the head honcho, none other than the CEO himself was looking for a secretary. She saw the application and snapped at the chance.

Perfect. She was smart and she had the drive and she knew she could make a good assistant. She had a nice smile and listened well, she was even great at paperwork. What wasn't to like?

Still, it didn't stop her from being nervous as she rode the elevator up to the highest office in the building. She was dressed in a grey skirt, a white blouse and nice heels, he brown hair done nice, but down. Her green eyes sparkled bright. Oh yes. She felt confident.

As the door opened she fussed with her top button. Open was maybe a bit too kuch cleavage, shut looked at bit prudish. She left it down with a sigh and pulled her shirt up a bit. She took a deep breath.

"I'm here to see-" she started, but the older lady at the desk just waved her towards the door. "Oh... Okay. Thanks." she mumbled as she headed over.

She put on her brightest smile as she headed in. "Hi, I'm Dia Ornell. Its a pleasure to meet you sir." the words came out smart and confident. Untill she opened her eyes.

Suddenly her nerves hit hard. Oh man. No one had told her that the CEO of the biggest coffee company in manhattan was absolutely gorgous! This interveiw was gonna be harder than she thought.

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"Ahh Ms. Ornell" said as he stepped to the door and extended a hand to shake hers, but before he could introduce himself the phone rang on his desk

"Un momento" he said as he strode back to the desk and scooped it up, casually shifting to Portuguese. His mother was on the other line ranting at him.

The business front back home was in trouble, and his brother had been making some very shady choices. He needed t go and handle this, but his brother had been planting moles in his firm. And he had fallen for all the cute girls his brother had sent his way, all the girls that reminded him of home

As he spoke his eyes shifted up to Ms Ornell, her snug blouse was very full, and she was very...northern. Very much not what his brother would send. Could he trust her? The last two he had interviewed had been very very much what his brother would implant. His eyes roamed over her as he listened to his mother

He simply had to go. He said his good byes and hung up the phone

"Well Ms Ornell, are you much of a traveler? " he asked with a grin as he gestured to the seat in front of his desk

"But I am getting ahead of myself. Please come and sit, tell me about yourself" he told her as his mind began to rattle of all the things he was going to nee d to have done in a very short time, a true trial by fire for his new secretary....

In his haste and distracted state he had not really noticed her. Now he did. Her luxurious brown hair, hair gorgeous eyes. Her blouse revealed a delicious swell of cleavage that he found quite inviting. She had taken a seat and her skirt ride up her thigh a little to revealed toned well developed thighs that had the thickness of an athlete.

He couldn't believe he hadn't noticed just how attractive she was, but family drama mixed with business drama could certainly do that.

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She didn't mind at all that he took the phone call, in fact, she was tranfixed as he switched languages. Now THAT was sexy. She was grinning when he ended the conversation and gestured for her to take a seat. She sat down, flattening her skirt as she did.

"About me? I graduated at the top 10 in my class. Then I moved here, got my bachelor's is business at NYU. My professer put my in for an internship here, and I've worked here about a year. I'm 22 and I do love to travel, I just can't quite afford it yet." she offered a shy smile. "My grandma was from spain, so I'm pretty fluent in spanish, but I don't know much Portuguese. However I've heard the two have similar roots."

She wondered if she had told him too much, if she was rambling. She put her portfolio with her resume and references on the desk for him to read.
 
He smiled as she spoke. She sounded nothing like the individuals his brother had been sending. She would have to do. He couldn't afford to waste anytime, he needed to get down to Brazil and fast.


"Yes yes. Spanish is very close. It won't take you long at all" he told her with a smiles as he walked around to the front of his desk, sitting back on it as he scooped
Up her resume.

"Very nice" he said as he glanced at it and back to her

"And where do you stand on long crazy hours? Do you have a dog or a
Boyfriend or
Anything like that which could affect your availability?" He asked her as he set the resume down, his eyes only dipping to her cleavage just once. But he found it very alluring.

"You'll also need to take appearance
Into account. You look great, and this level of grooming will always be expected. Hi know what they say about first impressions. And lastly, I'm glad you mentioned travel. Would you be willing to travel for the company for extended time periods and with short notice?" He asked her as he began to lay the ground work for her trial by fire, assuming she answered those last
Few questions correctly.
 
"Nope, no boyfriend, no pets, not even any family in the state. Just me." she said honestly. "I can work as much as you need me."

He looked her up and down and she wondered for a second if he was checking her out, but then he remarked on her appearance. That wasn't news to her, she had figured she needed to look professional. "No problem there. I can look nice for you everyday." she winked. "And short notoce travel won't be an issue either."
 
He smiled at her wink, finding something about it utterly adorable. Probably the way she did not seem intimidated in the least, and that spark of genuine character was extremely appealing.

Before he could say something about travel his cell phone rang. He held up a finger to indicate he needed a minute as he quickly answers the phone. Switching into a torrent of Portuguese again only moments later the desk phone rang, he had walked off and back to his side of the desk. He quickly gestures for her to get it, not thinking much of it, his conversation rather lively
 
He smiled at her wink and she got caught up looking at him. God he was gorgous; gorgous gorgous. There was no way in hell that it was fair for him to have those looks and that much money.

Her daydreams were interrupted by his phone ringing. She nodded that it was fine for him to take it. That would give her time to compose her pink growing cheeks. He had to have a girlfriend already. All the good ones were taken, and he was seriously the most elligible bachelor in NY.

Suddenly his other phone rang and that took her by surprisem she was even more surprised that he gestured to her to get it. What was she gonna say? Quick! This could be a deciding factor on whether or not she got the job.

She walked over to the phone and grabbed it. "You've reached Sacred Grounds corporate office. How can I help you?"

((wtf is this guys name bro.))
 
He looked over er shoulder to see the number on the phone
Then he covered his phone briefly

"That's corporate in Brazil. Speak Spanish and let them know I am tied up and I'll call them back" he said, then returned his attention to his phone, except honeyed slid down her back, and over a rump that was surprisingly curvaceous, but it must need to be to counter that top she had, his thoughts wandering as his sister on his cell phone mattered away about their mom. Their business, and most importantly their brother

He was going to have to intercede. He would have to head down tomorrow. He told his sister that then hung up the phone, curious to see how.....oh yeah, Ms Ornell did with her Spanish on the phone. But he missed it. She was already done

"Well it seems I am in a bit of a pinch. I have business matters to attend in Brazil but I could definitely use an assistant, and my last one was.....untrustworthy. He told her as he pulled up a calendar on his phone, looking at all the meetings that would need to be bumped, cancelled, or re scheduled

"If your interested in this job we can consider
The two weeks of travel an audition. If things go bad I'll send you home and you can go back to your old job. If you do well, I'll keep you" he told her as he set the phone on the desk and looked
Over at her, seeing that twinkle in her eye that was there when she had winked at him. That genuine delight. Huh, when had genuine become such a rarity, he thought as her smile soon spread on his face.

"But we need to leave tomorrow"
 
Dia explained, in Spanish, that Mr. Sagrado was tied up with a client. She told them that he'd call them back as soon as he could, and that she was very sorry. She hung up with a smile. That was much easier than she thought it would be. She sighed in relief.

Once he was off the phone she smiled at him. His last assistant was untrustworthy? She wondered what that meant. Travel though? To Brazil? That sounded pretty awesome. She couldn't possibly have to work th whole time. "Alright, boss." She grinned. "As long as you promise to take me to one of those nude beaches." She giggled.

He grinned and she couldn't help but think of how much more gorgeous he was with that smile. "I guess I need to go home and pack then? I'll see you in the morning."
 
He was amazed by her smiling eyes and giggle again, and her insistence on a nude beach. Well that was completely American. Of course with her figure he wouldn't hesitate.

"Fantastic. I'll have a car pick you up and take you to the airport. I'll meet you there" he told her as he glanced at his desk phone with the last number.

"Get some rest while you can. I assure you that you'll need it" he told her as he walked her to the door.

"And rembrf its summer down there so be ready for some heat" he said with a smile before ushering her through the door and quickly returning to his desk
 
"Thanks boss." she grinned wide, already looking forward to the warm weather. "I can't wait."

She was tempted to blow him a kiss goodbye, her usual silly farewell, but she settled for a professional wave as she headed out the door. Shhe practically skipped down to her car. This was going perfectly. She got the job and a vacation; now that was unexpected.

Back in her apartment she ordered take out and put her playlist on, flitting around her room as she gathered clothes for her bag. She had a perfect swim suit and the cutest flower sarong and a whole bunch of sundresses.

She wondered what Romero would wear. A hawaiin shirt? Cargos? She would bet anything would look sizzling on him.
 
The rest of the day was filled with scheduling calamities and phone call after phone call.

His travel advisor had the jet plane lined up and his maid had his clothes packed

But his head was clouded. Clouded by that grin, those twinkling eyes. And neceond the full swelling cleavage and thick thighs. He want sure if having her was going to be any better than a mole. He obviously found her distracting.

Was she serious about a nude beach? He would have to find out about that


His night was a quick meal and off to bed he woke and bathed dressing I a casual pair of slacks and a thin light cream shirt. Then he was off in his limo and an hour later he stood at the bottom of the stairs of the private jet, waiting in the business car to deliver his new assistant
 
Dia was running late because she had no clue what to wear. Casual or dressy? Professional or comfortable? She riffled through her closet and settled on a mixture of both, a black lace skirt and a red silk shirt. That would do. It looked nice and it was soft. She had just enough time to grab a coffee as she heard a honk downstairs.

She arived down with her luggage and loaded in. It wasn't far to the airport, but Dia was shocked when the car drove right up to the plane. Right; she should haven known, a private jet. And there he stood, absolutely flawlessly gorgeous. She couldn't help the grin she wore as she stepped out of the car.
 
He felt his heart skip a beat when the luxurious brunette stepped from the car. Her lacy black skirt set off her legs in a way that had him thinking indecently. Then there was her shimmering hair. He smiled back at her a she stepped towards the car

"Ah Ms Ornell, how nice of you to join us" he told her as he stepped up to hold the door for her. One of the stewards grabbing her bags and taking them to the plane

"I know this has been such short notice, but I hope your ready for a trial by fire as my assistant" he told her as he led her up the stairway and onto the plane, the outside noise dampening almost instantly

"I had them go ahead and prepare breakfast, but first we must take off. Please sit so we can get under way" he said as he pointed a t a seat that was opposite from another, which he took, so they could look at each other and talk. And talk he did as he began to tell her about the business in Brazil and a bit about the family and who she was likely to meet
 
Dia could feel his eyes roam over her and she smiled. The skirt was killer and still business dress. "Of course I'm ready. Fire away. I'm looking forward to giving you my all."

She sat across from his and crossed her legs. Listening to him talk about his family and the business, her mind wandered. She would bet his house was huge, having a loaded family and all. She wondered if they were all as gorgous as he is. This was all so exciting.
 
"You must also be aware there are some small cultural differences, but I am sure that you will be fine. But it's like that beach you wanted to go to. Down here people are much less modest. But then again you are the one who said you wanted to go to a nude beach"' he couldn't help but bring it up, after he watched the way she devoured every word of his. Those hungry eyes of hers were impossible to escape

"But i am sure that you are quite comfortable with your body" he told her with a smile, as his eyes dipped to the neckline of her red blouse. He had intentionally had the temperature of the plane turned up. He was devious like that

"Do you have any questions?"
 
((If Romero's devious brother isnt a devious twin brother we can't be friends any more ;))

Dianpulled at her neckline a bit. "Is it hot in here or...?" she mumbled, stopping herself before she used the "or is it just me?" line. Too cheesey.

She looked over at him as he devoured her with his good looks. "What business are we going to attend to, exactly? You haven't explained too much. I just want to be able to keep up."
 
Help it. As her hand went to the neckline of her red silk blouse, his eyes followed. He was getting very excited
About a nude beach prospect. Then he jerked his head up when he realized she had asked him a question.

"Well Ms ornell we are going to work on the farming side of all this. The beans in the field, my brother was uploads
To be keeping relations and production in line with the farmers. And apparently he hasn't" he said as he leaned back in his chair looking out the window.

"The family can be a little...tangled at time. So their may be some touchy parts that might not be pretty. But that's family" he told her as he reached over and opened a small cabinet

"Drink? It's almost a ten hour flight" he told her with a sad smile, but found himself looking for ward to the time

"Then there is the culture of Brazil. I think you'll be surprised by the skin on display. It's hot so attire can be minimal at
Best. I had them turn up the heat in here like it wil be there. To give you an idea of what your in for. When we go to the farms" he told her as he poured himself a tall rum and coke

"Can I get you something"
 
"Mr. Sagrado, you wouldn't be suggesting I drink on the job, would you? Is this some kind of test?" she smiled. "Just a diet soda please." She wanted to keep her wits about her. Lord, Romero was intoxicating and who knows what would slip out of her mouth if she added a little alcohol to the equation.

"Is there any dress code you want me to stick too? If its truly as hot as you say, all my business attire is going to be a bit sweaty."
 
He smiled at her playful incriminations. That twinkle in her eye again

"No it's not a test. Right now we are traveling. Not working. Well not really anyway. And as a general rule. If I am drinking, then you can to" he told her with a smile as he leaned back, taking a moment to enjoy his drink as he pondered her next question

"Well when are doing formal business in the city your business attire will be fine. The cars and buildings air conditioned. So I expect your attire to be as I suggested yesterday and so don't think you'll get all sweaty."he told her with an assuring smile

"When we are at the manse, feel free to wear whatever you like. The only tricky part will be on the farms. And I think maybe before that I can have someone pick up a few things so you are in appropriate attire" he told her as he nodded to himself

"I don't want you looking like a farmhand, and nor do I want you dripping sweat" he told her as he sat up

"Now tell me. I may have a day or two where your services are not needed. Is there anything that I can have arranged for you to do?" He asked
 
A spa day! Ask for a spa day! Her head screamed.

"I'd love to see around the city. But I'll be fine with anything, really. You don't have to worry about me." she gave him a smile, leaning back and relaxing.

The plane flight was smooth and even in the warm cabin she was comfortable.
 
"Ok" he said, "well if something more specific comes to mind, please let me know" he told her. Then his phone buzzed, and he took the call. He rose briefly and produced a laptop from a small cupboard. Then he started to work. He paused briefly

"Ms Ornell can you please grab me my bag over there" he said bidding towards the other side of the cabin, "there is a black storage drive in the first pocket if you please" he said, his eyes returning to his computer as he pulled up an email his associate was trying to have him address.

Soon he was inundated in business, having his assistant grab him things from here and there, admiring her at every opportunity he had.

Finally he put down the phone

"Ms Ornell could you please get me my charger for my phone" he asked pointing to his bag. That first time had let him admire her round ass, but now most likely it would let him gaze down her top, he smiled to himself in anticipation.
 
Dia nodded and smiled as she grabbed his bag and dug through to procure his charger. She reached across and plugged it into his laptop, her hand sliding across his lap.

Her breath caught in her throat as she realized what she had done. But god, he was hot. She bit her lip, her hand still brushing against his leg, her chest surprsingly close to him as she plugged his phone intp the charger.

"Is there anything else you need me to do, sir? I know you're pretty busy." she looked at him through long lashes, biting her lip still.
 
He watched her right rump pull her skirt tight over her ass. His day had been intense and though it hadn't been a truly grueling barrage of emails and file checking/verification it had been exhausting. She was just the pick me up he needed.

She leaned over to plug his jaeger in, her full chest coming very close to his face, and the way her neckline scooped open he saw a vast swell of cleavage thy had his blood boiling. Soon though her hand retreated, and grazed him. His heart skipped a beat as he looked up to see her biting her lip in a way that was all too good at demonstrating just how lush her lips were

He smiled at her offer and took a minute to think about it, very aware her hand was still on his thigh and of her tremendous chest

"Oh would you be a dear and rub my shoulders. I carry all my tension in them and would really really love it of you would" he assumed she would, and he turned I. His chair, giving her access to his shoulders while breaking the resting place of her hand. With her hand there he was moments away from asking for a titty fuck. But that would never do!

Of course as he turned his shoulder slid across one heavy breast. He had to but his lip to keep from groaning at the delicious heat of her soft flesh
 
"Of course sir." oh man, he was asking her to touch him? God... It was her lucky week. First getting the job with this goegous CEO, then she gets to- to touch him?

Good heavens.

She moved behind him, placing her hands on his shoulders, begining a slow but firm rub. She had done this for boyfriends in the past so she knew her way around a mans knots. She could smell his cologne and it was almost too intoxicating.
 
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