The New Temp (closed for Lakeprincess1)

[BurningMonkey]

Carson Chandler sighed. It was going to be a bear of a day… As if he wasn’t already short-handed, one of his staff had broken her leg the previous week, and would be out for several weeks. A quick scramble and call to the temp agency they used had resulted in a short stack of resumes, only one of which he would consider as having the requisite skills to fill in.

He picked up the resume before him, running back over what the agency person had told him. She’d been released from several positions already, for being ‘insubordinate’. That word covered a broad area, though, and could range from simply not hopping-to in a timely fashion all the way up to refusing to do the work. Forced into a choice, however, she was the best of the lot, and he’d dealt with troublesome employees before.

He sighed again and ran his hands back over his short sandy-brown hair. At 43 it didn’t show any signs of the thinning that had afflicted his father, but he kept it short anyway; it was easier to deal with on a daily basis, and “easy to deal with” was one of Carson’s benchmarks for life.

Thumbing the intercom, he said, “Carmen? Please have the new person come in, now.”

 

[Lakeprincess1]

Meeting the Boss

"You may come back with me now, Ms. Eliot."

Katherine Eliot straighten her clothes, smoothed back her hair, and sighed. Fourth temp position in four weeks. This one she had to keep, otherwise she would be waiting tables or stripping. Her body was still fit, breasts large and perky for 32, and could easily do either and probably make some great money. But that was no way to live. Still, she couldn't believe she was in this position. Again.

Carmen, the HR manager, who spent the past two hours explaining to Kate how to use the phone system and fill out and submit her boss's expense reports, led her down a long hallway, past cubicle after cubicle, to a closed office door at the very end.

"Mr. Chandler is a very busy man and needs someone who will go above and beyond what he needs," Carmen explained. "I hope things go well between you two."

Kate, grateful to be walking a few steps behind, rolled her eyes. "Of course, Carmen. I assure you I am very detail oriented."

Carmen knocked and simultaneously opened the door.

"Mr. Chandler, meet Katherine Eliot."

Kate looked up and was drawn into a pair of electric blue eyes. She had never seen eyes so blue, except in photoshopped photos of her favorite celebrities. She hadn't even realized that he had stood from his desk and was not standing in front of her, hand extended.

 

[BurningMonkey]

Carson was pleasantly surprised by the woman standing before him. Since his divorce last year he'd been noticing women more, and this one was...nicely noticeable. Pretty; nice figure, he thought, the tailored blouse accenting well-rounded boobs without being blatant about it. Classy.

"Ms. Eliot? Thank you for coming in on such short notice." When she didn't take his hand immediately, he let it drop lower to indicate the chair in front of the desk. "Please, have a seat. Carmen? Thank you. That will be all."

 

[Lakeprincess1]

Hearing the door shut behind her, Kate realized she had been ogling her boss. Older, but still fairly fit looking under his well tailored charcoal suit, Kate started to wonder what she would find under that suit.

Nothing, she snapped at herself. Don't even go there. You need this job. Besides, any man in this position with those looks probably had a rotation of women for every function and event. The suit, the haircut, the tie? It all screams expensive. And he is your boss, she chided herself.

She scanned the office quickly, looking for any indicators of his personality. His bookshelf was filled with awards and, well, books. Nothing much to give away anything personal. Smart man.

 

[BurningMonkey]

Carson leaned back in his swivel chair, enjoying the view for a few moments. The legs showing under the pencil skirt when she crossed them were long and shapely; the red mane was gathered in a clasp of some kind at the back, leaving her ears and neck uncovered. Yes, I could get used to seeing that every day...

He shook himself and spoke. "I chose you over the other applicants for this position because I need someone that I felt could 'hit the ground running' and catch on quickly. From your resume," he tapped the sheets on the desk, "I figure you to be that person. However..."

He paused a moment and caught her eyes. Sparkling green--and probably sparking, too... "I'll be frank," he continued. "I vetted you with your supervisors at your former positions. One said there were personality conflicts with other employees. One said you didn't fit well in their 'corporate culture', whatever the hell that means. And one came right out and said, 'She's a smart-mouthed pain in the ass sometimes.' I'm sure you can figure out which one that was."

He leaned forward across the desk. "I try to run my department rather informally, despite what you see around you. My door is usually open, and I expect people to come see me if they need anything or have a problem. And frankly I'd prefer a loud-mouthed, profane drunken sailor who gets the work done over a prim-and-proper goody two-shoes who can't work worth a damn. So attitude doesn't bother me. But...

"I don't want to have to run interference between my people every day. And I don't want to have to make apologies to the higher-ups on a regular basis; not everyone here is as work-focused and accommodating of personalities as I am. I can lower the hammer when I have to, but I'd prefer not to have to. So I'd appreciate it if you would keep a lid on things until you know who you can joke around with and who you can't. And remember: this is a professional environment, and I expect you and everyone else here to conduct themselves accordingly."

He looked at her earnestly and expectantly. "Do we understand each other, Katherine?"

 

[Lakeprincess1]

Kate's eyes widened, taking in her boss's monologue. She was trying to size him up--seemed sincere, but anyone that good looking could not be trusted. And he knew her previous slip ups, that last asshole whose job she could have done better in his sleep.

She nodded, and cleared her throat. "Hm. Yes, Mr. Chandler. I will do whatever you say." Shit, that sounded really bad, she thought to herself, as she saw her boss's lips turn up slightly at the corners. "I mean, yes, I will do my best to fit in. I am confident I will prove the others wrong in this environment."

Kate straightened in her chair, and inadvertently pushed her DD chest out. Realizing what she did, she slouched slightly. "Please call me Kate, sir."

She waited for him to stand, to show her where to go, until she realized he was staring at her chest.

 

[BurningMonkey]

Damn, that's nice scenery... Carson thought, taking note of the valley between her boobs, and the gold chain she wore that was long enough to slip down in between those well-rounded orbs. I wonder if she wears it that way on purpose, to draw the eye?

I will do whatever you say, she'd said. If I said, 'Bend over this desk and lift your skirt', would she do it? he wondered, idly. But it was just idle fantasizing; he would never, and she would never, and that was the end of it.

He shook himself a little to slip out of the daydream and rose. "Very well, Kate. Welcome aboard." He picked up two thick folders off his desk and held them out. "These are the latest project that was just dropped on my desk this morning; I think your skill set will match up well with it. Spend the rest of the day going through these--proposal documents, specifications, and so on--and give me some recommendations tomorrow morning on how you think we should proceed."

He came around the desk and opened the door. "And thanks again for coming in so promptly," he said, and smiled. "I'm sure we'll get along famously."

 

[Lakeprincess1]

Kate returned his smile with a guarded one of her own. She could feel his eyes on her ass, and she sauntered a little more on her way to her cubicle, which sat just outside his office. He seemed interested in her more than as an employee, but that would never happen, she reminded herself. That will never happen, she told herself emphatically.

She sat down, fired up her computer, and started to pour over the files he had handed her. She immersed herself in the work, analyzing bids, breaking down the costs and timelines of each. The next time she looked up from her desk, it was lunchtime.

She closed her eyes, knowing that he was near. She remembered him looking at her breasts, how it would feel to have his large hands cupping and kissing them. STOP. She told herself. No way. Not here.

She stretched in her chair then stood, heading to the office fridge to grab her lunch. She nearly crashed into her boss striding out of his office, not paying attention to his surroundings. She stopped short, but not enough for her breasts to brush his arm.

 

[BurningMonkey]

"Oh, I'm sorry...Kate," Carson said, instinctively reaching out with his hands to steady her and himself. One hand landed on her shoulder, while the other landed in the small of her back. This brought her breasts in even tighter, pressing against the side of his chest with an invitingly yielding sensation...

Their faces were inches apart, her startled green eyes wide. The creamy skin of her neck was exposed, and he dropped into another mini-daydream of kissing his way slowly from her little shell-like ear down that smooth expanse to her collarbone, meanwhile unbuttoning the silky blouse...

He steadied himself and stepped back to a more comfortable distance. "Are you okay? I'm sorry; it was entirely my fault. I should look where I'm going." The one hand dropped from her shoulder, but the other still lingered in the small of her back, just above her tailbone.

 

[Lakeprincess1]

His touch was like an electric shock to her system. She had never felt so alive.

"Yes, fine, sir," Kate said curtly, noticing his hand was still on the small of her back. She felt her face heat, and knowing she was blushing from his touch, she felt riled and slightly angry. Kate pulled back away from her boss, her eyes narrowing.

She abruptly walked up the hallway to the front of the offices. She could feel the heat spread down her neck, and was angry with herself for getting so worked up by his touch. She wobbled a bit on her heels, and walked into the break room. Grabbing her lunch from the fridge, she slammed the door shut a bit harder than she intended.

What a perv, she thought, keeping his hand on my back like that. Does he think he can just seduce the new girl simply because he is the boss? Fuck that. I am not getting into that situation. I am just going back to my desk, finishing my work and going home at 4:30. To a nice hot bath.

She turned toward the door and found a body filling the door frame.

 

[BurningMonkey]

Carson watched her go, eyes lingering on the cute little tilt of her ass cheeks under the skirt. He hadn't meant to keep touching her, and he could tell it had upset her. It was just...it had felt so nice, he didn't want to take his hand away.

Down, boy! his mind told him. She's married, or engaged, or 'involved'; a woman like that doesn't stay unspoken-for for long. He sighed, inwardly. But maybe not... the other half of his mind replied. It wouldn't hurt to find out, would it?

He turned in the other direction to make his lunch meeting with the vice-president, but stopped for a moment at Kate's desk, scanning for anything that would tell him if she was married or dating someone. Women usually had pictures of the significant others around their desks, didn't they? But he could see nothing.

First day--too soon. If she had anything, she would probably bring it tomorrow or the next day. He would find some opportunity to check at a later time.

Well, Richendorf was waiting. He'd stop by the coffee pot for another cup and bring it with him. But just as he was entering the lunchroom, he encountered Kate, again, exiting.

He backed up against the wall exaggeratedly, holding his hands up in the air. "Twice in one day?" he joked, grinning. Well, it was funny. "I'm going to have to install some kind of beeper signal to let you know I'm coming."

 

[Lakeprincess1]

Kate was irritated by the entire exchange and not in the mood for his arrogance and smirk, even though it was sexy, she was not in the mood.

She rolled her eyes. "Maybe you should just watch where you are going," she snapped, immediately regretting it the moment it left her mouth. She had to work on censoring herself.

She say his look of surprise at her biting remark, and dropped her eyes to the floor. "I am sorry, sir," Kate muttered. "That was uncalled for."

Kate slipped by him, hurrying back to her desk. Shit. She hoped she had a job tomorrow. One slip up, the agency informed her, and she would be gone. She needed to finish this as quickly as possible to show she was a competent worker. Maybe he would overlook her temper when he saw how competent and quick she was.

She quickly finished her lunch, and checked to ensure her boss's office was still dark. Good, he must be at lunch. She took a moment to check her personal emails on her phone. Nothing too exciting until she saw the email from her husband's attorney, informing her that her husband owed a severe amount of money on a secret credit card. Kate sighed, and kicked off her heels. The day just went from bad to worse. Now she really needed to keep this job. A widow with mounting bills that she never even created.

It was time to get back to finishing up this project. Hopefully she could finish this by 3 and have her ideas to Chandler by 4.

 

[BurningMonkey]

Carson was a bit taken aback by her shortness. He'd been trying to make light of it, but she seemed to take it ill, as if he was making fun of her or something. It irritated him somewhat, but as she stomped past he shrugged it off. Well, I guess I deserved it. After all, it was my fault both times... But he made a little mental note to himself: Don't try joking with the new temp; she evidently isn't the joking kind.

His lunch meeting with Richendorf ran later than he wanted. God, the man could drone on and on and on... And to top things off, there was a "missed call' alert on his cell when he finally got away. He checked the number: Merissa.

Getting back to his office, he didn't bother to close the door as he dialed her back. "Hi, it's Carson," he said. "What's up?"

He listened for a few minutes, then said, "I'd love to, Merissa, but I'm swamped. I'm going to be working late tonight as it is." He listened for a few more minutes, then said, resignedly, "Okay, okay, fine; bring her by. But you can't keep doing this; my boss doesn't like it. He's already mentioned it twice. I'm not going to get fired because you can't figure out your life, okay?" A few more minutes, then, "Yeah, okay, whatever. Just bring her by," and hung up.

When he'd put his cell away, he picked up his office phone and punched a number. "Hi, Julie? It's Carson. My wife is going to be dropping my daughter off in about twenty minutes. Would you call me when she gets here, please? Thanks."

He put the phone back in the cradle, perhaps more forcefully than was called for. Then he just sat for a minute, rocking in his chair and staring at the phone, before picking up the files he'd been working on before lunch.

 

[Lakeprincess1]

Kate was putting together the final details of her report when she thought she heard giggling coming from the other side of her cubicle. She scooted her chair back, and peeked around her wall, trying to see whether her ears were deceiving her.

Sitting outside Kate's boss's office was a young girl, wearing a red jumper and patterned leggings, her brown curly hair in two pig tails. The girl swung her legs back and forth as she tried to balance a coloring book on her lap. Before Kate could move out of the girl's line of vision, the girl looked up and smiled widely, a big gap in her front teeth showing. She had the same steel blue eyes that had mesmerized Kate earlier in the day. It had to be his child, there was no question.

Kate couldn't help but wave and smile back, and then moved her chair forward and stared at her computer screen. Tears welled in her eyes as she thought about the children she would never have with her husband, that joyfulness also taken from her a few months ago. She could only hope that her boss understood how fortunate he was to have such joy in his life.

Kate was brought out of her thoughts by another giggle, this time a little louder and closer.

Kate turned in her chair and found herself face to face with this sweet little girl.

"Well hello, there," said Kate.

The little girl smiled and walked away. Within a moment, Kate heard the scraping sounds of a chair on the industrial carpeting. Kate automatically scooted over to make room for the girl, who set up her coloring book and crayons on Kate's desk.

I can see where she gets her boldness from, Kate thought to herself, smiling.

"It is too hard to color on my lap," the girl explained. "What is your name? I love your pretty hair."

Kate couldn't help but be charmed by this little one. "I am Kate," she replied. "And I love your hair and eyes."

The little girl smiled, "Thank you. My Daddy says I should always say thank you when someone compliments me."

Kate laughed, and patted the girl on the head. "I am sure you say thank you a lot then."

"JULIA!" they heard. Both looked at each other as they heard footsteps approaching.

 

[BurningMonkey]

Carson rounded the end of the aisle and stepped rapidly towards Kate and Julia. "Sweety," he said, concern mixing with affection. "You're not supposed to bother the other workers, okay? I thought we talked about that."

Stopping at close range, he said to Kate apologetically. "I'm sorry. I hope she's not bothering you." He turned to his daughter. "Julia, this is Kate. Kate, this is my daughter, Julia. Her mother sometimes drops her off here for me to watch while she goes...wherever she goes."

"She's at a...'consultation'," the little girl offered, brightly. "Something having to do with her church."

Carson groaned inwardly. That stupid cult Merissa had gotten hooked up with. It was one of the reasons their marriage had fallen apart. That and Merissa's utter unwillingness to act like a responsible adult. It had been one of the things that had attracted Carson to her in the first place, that free-spirit attitude, when his own life seemed so...regimented. But the years had worn the "cute" off, and these days it just irritated him.

Especially when it came to Julia. There were times when he toyed with the idea of suing for custody, fearful of the lack of limits and blase environment he was sure she was surrounded with. And this deeper involvement in Merissa's "spiritual journy" to some sort of enlightenment or other only meant she neglected Julia more than she had when they were together. At least then Carson could ensure that the girl had clean clothes and lunch money and was fed properly in the morning.

"Julia, come away, now. If you need someplace to color, there's an empty cubicle right down here where you can spread out without bothering Kate. She has important work to do, okay?"

 

[Lakeprincess1]

Julia hung her head, not wanting to leave.

Kate wasn't sure what to do, and didn't want to get into any more trouble, but she could see the little girl needed some attention, especially after that "Consultation" comment. At a Church, of all places? It seemed like this little girl was pushed off on her father regularly. Kate quickly scanned to see no wedding bands on any of his fingers.

"Mr. Chandler, Julia is welcome to stay here and color. I am more than happy to share my desk with her."

She watched her boss stroke her daughter's hair lovingly. She wondered about this side of this man, maybe she had misjudged him earlier. It was obvious he adored her: how many men would accept their daughter at their office because of a Church consultation? It all seemed a little odd, and Kate was more than happy to spend a few more minutes with this sweet girl.

Carson's cell began to ring, and as he looked down at the screen, he sighed loudly. "Give me a few minutes and I will be back for her."

Kate smiled and nodded. "No problem."

 

[BurningMonkey]

Well, she likes children... he thought as he walked away. Thumbing his phone, he answered it.

During the ensuing conversation, he surreptitiously watched Julia and Kate's interaction. They certainly seemed to be getting along, and Kate didn't seem flustered by Julia's presence. When he signed off, he came back to Kate's desk.

"Are you sure she's not bothering you?" he asked. "Because if she's not bothering you, she can stay if you both want. If it's not going to interfered with your work." And it would give Julia someone to be with, which at her age was a good thing. She'd been left alone too often, and Carson couldn't give her the attention she needed, not here.

 

[Lakeprincess1]

Kate smiled genuinely at the girl. "She has been an absolute angel," she replied. "I am learning so much about princesses. But we are fine. In fact, Julia has been so well behaved that I was able to put together some recommendations for the project you gave me this morning."

She handed the files with her report on top. "I am happy to discuss it with you now or tomorrow morning if you would prefer." She bit her lip, worrying that she may not have a job in the morning.

Carson looked up at the clock and noticed it was past 5 p.m. "we can discuss this first thing tomorrow. You should head out."

Whew, Kate thought to herself. Redeemed. Now time to score a few extra points.

"If you are still busy, I can hang out here a little longer with Julia." The two girls smiled at each other, like they shared a secret. "I was just going to take her to the break room to see if there might be a snack in there, if that is okay with you."

Carson straightened. "Of course I cannot pay you overtime for this. It is strictly off the clock."

Kate rolled her eyes. "I know that. I was just trying to help a nice little girl." She stood and grabbed Julia by the hand. "What I meant was that I am happy to help you if you have some work to do. I don't have anything pressing at this time."

Carson waved his hand in front of them, signaling to proceed ahead. "snack away, ladies."

 

[BurningMonkey]

He briefly watched them go, torn between gratitude that Julia had a new friend and mild lust from watching Kate's ass twitch fetchingly. Complex woman, he thought. Zesty. Enticing...

Shaking his head to clear it, he returned to his office with the files Kate had just handed him. Setting them on the edge of his desk, his thoughts returned to Merissa and her "consultations"--which were becoming a problem, especially when she called him at the last minute as her default "babysitter".

It was getting out of hand, but he didn't know exactly what to do about it other than just flat-out refuse. Which he would have to do, soon. He only worried about what effect it might have on Julia, what sort of twisted words Merissa would pour in her ear...

 

[Lakeprincess1]

Kate couldn't believe how much she was enjoying her time with this little girl. The child was adorable and Kate couldn't help but wonder whether she had misjudged her boss. No, he was still a bit of an ass in her eyes. At least she had another day to work. Hopefully she would impress him with her work though. She was more than a pair of tits and long legs, contrary to the ogles she noticed from Chandler and the other men in the office. She had spent her first day working, yes, but also noticing the leering eyes from some of the men who managed to walk past her desk for no particular reason.

She did manage to keep her mouth shut around the others--her glare did the talking for her with the others--but it was her boss that seemed to bring out the verbal outbursts. Why? He made her entire body react. Even the simplest of comments would put her on edge. Those eyes, she could not stop thinking about those piercing eyes that sent a jolt through her entire body, setting it on fire.

Around six o'clock, she and Julia were interrupted by Chandler.

 

[BurningMonkey]

He walked through the door into the lunch room and was pleased to see that Kate and Julia seemed to be getting on famously.

"Okay, pumpkin, time to go," he said, ostensibly to Julia, but he couldn't seem to tear his eyes from Kate. That hair, those eyes, that body... Finally he tore his gaze from her and smiled down at his daughter, shifting instantly and effortlessly into Doting Father Mode. "Get your things together; you'll be coming home with me until your mother calls."

Turning to Kate, he said sincerely, "Thanks for staying. I'm sorry if we kept you from anything, but I really do appreciate it. Is there anything I can do for you in return?"

 

[Lakeprincess1]

Kate smiled, watching her boss dote on his daughter, seeing another side of him. The genuine smile, his relaxed demeanor when talking to Julia made him look even sexier. She wondered what he looked like in the mornings ....

She was broken from her daydream when she noticed her boss talking to her.

"Hmm?" Oh not a problem! It was quite fun to spend time with her." She looked her boss in the eye, " She is a sweet and smart little girl. You should be quite proud." She stared a moment too long, and dropped her eyes.

"Well I should go get my things. If you could let me out of the building, as I do not have a security card yet and it is after hours, I would appreciate it."

 

[BurningMonkey]

I have something I'd love for you to let out, he thought, but instead answered simply, "Oh, sure..." and again watched her briefly down the hallway as Julia was gathering her things. I do like the way she moves...

When Julia said she was ready, he led her through the darkened office to the front door where Kate was waiting. A momentary wild impulse came over him to invite her to come to dinner with them; he was just going to stop and pick up some Chinese on the way home.

But he quickly and ruthlessly strangled that thought aborning; fraternizing with the employees was the fastest way to wreak havoc in the company. Although, he rationalized, he'd known other execs who had successfully navigated the shoals and rocks of an in-office affair or romance. So it was possible...

Stop it! his mind remonstrated sternly. She's the temp, you're the boss, and that's as far as it goes. Period. He sighed inwardly. Yes, that was as far as it would go.

He quickly turned his key in the lock, and shepherded Julia through with his hand on her back...and somehow couldn't resist doing the same to Kate. That's innocent enough, isn't it? he asked the voice in his head, but all he got in return was a stony, skeptical silence.

"Okay, see you tomorrow," he said to Kate outside as he shrugged his way into his topcoat. "And...thank you. Again. Really."

 

[Lakeprincess1]

His hand on her back... it was one Kate's hugest turn-ons. A seemingly protective and kind touch, yet so seductive and sensual.

Fuck. He is my boss, she said said to herself. What am I, the temp turned nanny turned mistress? Kate chastised herself for indulging that idea for even an moment. What a cliche.

Still, it was wonderful to feel a man's touch again. She went still, feeling guilty for indulging in what might be kindness but was still inappropriate for a boss to do to his temp.

It was an uncomfortable moment, so she straightened and forced a smile. "Happy to help, Mr. Chandler. See you tomorrow." She looked down at the little girl, "Bye, Princess Julia. You made my day so sunny."

Julia wrapped her arms around Kate, which stunned her. Kate patted her on the head, saying, "I hope to see you again."

With that, Kate spun on her heel, and walked quickly to her car, before anyone could see her tearing up, shaken by the girl's outpouring of emotion. This was crossing too many lines, even for Kate.

Kate replayed the day's events on the ride home. The work Chandler had given her was challenging, but not too difficult. She did have a degree in finance after all. No, it was the other things that Kate replayed in her mind... The looks, the touches, the shivers that shot down her spine when she thought of Chandler's piercing eyes. It was like he could see exactly what she was thinking, all the dirty thoughts about undressing him, unzipping his pants and pants and sucking what she imagined to be a very large cock.

She arrived home and after preparing dinner, headed to her bathroom for a long, relaxing bath.

 

[BurningMonkey]

The next morning Carson arrived at the office early. He had slept badly, waking up several times during the night; finally at 4:30 he'd decided to just get up and come in. As long as he was awake anyway, he might as well get some work done.

Last night had not gone well. When Merissa showed up to collect Julia--late, as usual--Carson had tried to spell out in no uncertain terms that he was no longer to be used as "drop-in daycare". From now on, if Merissa wanted him to watch Julia, she would have to arrange it beforehand, and it was not to be during work hours. She hadn't been happy with that, of course, and things had gotten...tense.

The only reason it hadn't blown up into an all-out fight was that Julia was right there, and though Merissa didn't seem to have any problem arguing in front of her daughter, Carson did. Consequently he'd bottled up and choked off all of the things he'd dearly wanted to say, and the rest of the evening had been one of churning resentment and frustration.

He turned on the light to his office and sat down behind the desk, picking up the files Kate had delivered to him the previous evening. He had to say he was pleased; not only was she Grade A eye-candy, she was competent and efficient, as well. I think I'm going to like having her around, if only temporarily.

He looked over the recommendations she'd bulleted on the cover sheet, and started making a few notes. He hardly noticed as the rest of the office arrived and activity started picking up. He did happen to glance up as Kate arrived, and took a moment to watch again as she made her unconsciously sensual way across the area to her cubicle. Yes, I think I'll like having her around, if for no other reason...