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Cole was just getting to work, true it was already nine and most if not all the other employees were already hard at work but he basically made his own hours.
Cole had been a market analyst for the better part of a decade at Peterson and Williams financial, and he was good at it or at least really lucky. He had been lucky all his life, with his good looks, straight teeth, his great body, and just the fact that things worked out for him. Often at the expense of others but what did he care. "If not him then it would be someone else. It wasn't like he was the only asshole who used people in the world." he would tell himself if he ever started to regret any of his deeds.
Now Cole truly was good at his job that no one could deny in this world luck would only take you so far, he even loved his job mostly because it didn't require any work from him. No real work anyway. He had it "Down to an art" He would often say to the idiots in the office who seemed to revere him as larger than life. His other claim to fame was a secret weapon by the name of Tammy, his personal assistant. Tammy did 90% of his work, all he had to do was sign some reports and double check figures and facts against a database of projections that and keep her happy enough not to look elsewhere for a job. That was easy too, she was shallow and materialistic and he paid her very well. Cole made so much money it was nothing to pay her way above the standard PA Tammy knew that her pay would not be easy to replace should she leave his employ.
Seeing he had money, and enough to buy most of life's luxuries he kept himself entertained in other ways. Women. Cole loved women the more stand up and proper she was the more he would want her. He could have skanks any old time. But a woman who was above all that, a woman with pride and morals that was the real challenge. Add to it a married woman and that was it! Game on and Cole lost very little, sure there were the ones that so devoted that even his money, looks, and everything else he had going for him wouldn't work, that was part of what made it fun. If he never lost it would be boring.
As of late though he had his eyes on a new challenge, one that seemed to many of his friends, "Out of reach" After all, not only was she happily married or seemed to be anyway. She was also not the typical bimbo that worked in the office that Cole so easily would seduce. She was smart, hardworking and not swayed by the advances of the senior staff of which there were many.
Melissa had worked there just over a year and never even looked at Cole. To his knowledge, she had never said more than "Good morning or good evening to him." Melissa had also avoided with some ease as Cole noticed, falling into the trap of lowering your self to get ahead in the company. So many women would sleep their way to the top or try to anyway. They all found the fallout of those actions to great to bear. Being known as an office slut wasn't an easy thing to get used to. Soon most were drummed out as they had no talent for the job and sex wouldn't make the shareholders happy, a good profit margin was all they cared about. No Melissa would make on skill and hard work. This only made him want her more.
Cole walked in and said hello to Tammy his PA, she was smart and hardworking but also she had no trouble being a plaything from time to time and was one of the ones to somehow not be cast as a whore to the others who worked there.
It was all worth it to her, she was working with the best analyst in the building, she worked on the top floor, she had a view of the city, and she was paid more than most junior analysts were. She also got five weeks holidays and large quarterly bonuses when the predictions were close. So she worked damn hard to get them close.
"Morning Cole, here are the trend reports for the week and the numbers for the last quarter, looks like Tammy is getting a vacation!" She said in an airy tone. Cole smiled at her and nodded that he knew already about the good news. He was lazy but was never caught unaware.
She looked her boss over, today he was looking better than usual. She licked her lip and seemed to drift off a little, hard not to Cole was in peak shape, 6'2" a solid, muscular 195. He was very good looking and knew it. He liked the attention as it fed his rather large ego. He had fucked Tammy in the past but found it better to keep her wanting and refused to feed her lust. She, in turn, liked his hard to get attitude and was more than happy to play the game. "Looks like Melissa might get put on this floor!" Tammy said in an offbeat way.
"And?" Cole said a little annoyed at her mind games right then.
"And.. we all know she's the one you want to pluck. It's just a shame you'll never get this one, she seems utterly disgusted by you! Guess she has a great ass and brains." Tammy said, wanting the words to sting. It was a little jealousy on her part not because Cole and every other male wanted her but because she was an individual. Now Tammy was good looking but she was also common and looked like every hostess at any sports bar. Where Melissa was exotic, her full lips, that made men hard, almond skin that was the envy of every pale woman there add to this her big tits, had great curves and a big ass that drove the men nuts. She was literally nothing like every other woman there.
Cole didn't like people getting the better of him or getting under his skin and took it as a personal attack when people commented on him negatively "You can be a real cunt." Cole said with a scowl "Now get to fucking work, In fact, I want the Venture report on my desk by noon!" Cole said glowering at his PA.
"That will take me another 7 or 8 hours. There's no way..."
"Noon Tammy." Cole cut across her. "Think about how you talk to me while you are doing it! And remember who's the fucking boss here." He said and walked into his large office.
He only stayed there for a few minutes and walked back out. "Why does she hate me?" He asked, his ego getting the better of him. Tammy shot him a look. She held up the report and shook it. "Fine fuck. Take the day for it but I need it by noon tomorrow. Now tell me what you know! Tell me where did you hear that Melissa is moving up here. She's not even an analyst or money manager, she's... Shit, I don't even really know her job."
"Good. Now what I know that you don't. I know she's well liked but she's a little on the... well a bit like a deer in headlights. She really seems to have no clue how it works around here. At least that's how us PA's see her. That could be because she only works with those idiots who push the rhetoric of this fucking place. She's also smart, she hard working and the boss has noticed her they know her worth. And not just for her sexy ass." Tammy began. Cole rolled his eyes as he knew a lot of this already. But he let her continue. "So anyway she's being picked to head up revamping the whole company image," This was too much for Cole he wanted her to get to Melissa, though he didn't know what she did he also didn't fucking care really he wanted to find an in with her.
"I don't care about that, tell me about her," Cole said, his anger rising, Tammy blinked, had he not just fucking asked what she did. She took a breath and went on. "Well... what I know is, she never drinks that we see, she is always working, never slacking and her circle of friends was the same circle of friends many of your past conquests hung out with so she's obviously heard the stories about what a fucking dirty pervert you are, and being a good and proper wife she hates you and your kind," Tammy said, reaching into her drawer and pulling her purse out. "I'm going for a break !" and walked off.
Cole thought of what she said. Could it be just that? He walked to the elevator and went down a few floors to where many of the staff worked. Now that he thought of it there were over 500 employees in that branch alone and outside of a few small departments, he had no clue what went on. Well with regards to peoples actual jobs, he knew what when on with regards to what they did behind closed doors and in broom closets, and bathroom stalls better than most. Only the PA's seemed to know more then he did.
Melissa had an office though it was small and had no view. She was walking along the hall talking on the phone. Always moving and working, that he had heard about her. Her hips swayed and her legs covered in sexy thigh high boots, and her tits. Cole was actually speechless as he watched her. The whole room became like the start of Baywatch. Where the beautiful women moved in slow motion. His cock was actually hard now and he knew that it would look really bad if was creeping down on a floor he didn't work and with a hard-on no less. He left quickly and went to his office to think.
Step one he thought. Help her get on to this floor.
Step two, get her believing that the rumors are embellished.
Step three get her off her guard and put her in a situation where the only one that can help her is me.
The last step, do everything your hearts desire to her and often. Yes, Melissa will be my project. My Everest. And he actually wrote the steps in his day planner and circled the last step. Then he looked out over the city and smiled.
KC
Cole had been a market analyst for the better part of a decade at Peterson and Williams financial, and he was good at it or at least really lucky. He had been lucky all his life, with his good looks, straight teeth, his great body, and just the fact that things worked out for him. Often at the expense of others but what did he care. "If not him then it would be someone else. It wasn't like he was the only asshole who used people in the world." he would tell himself if he ever started to regret any of his deeds.
Now Cole truly was good at his job that no one could deny in this world luck would only take you so far, he even loved his job mostly because it didn't require any work from him. No real work anyway. He had it "Down to an art" He would often say to the idiots in the office who seemed to revere him as larger than life. His other claim to fame was a secret weapon by the name of Tammy, his personal assistant. Tammy did 90% of his work, all he had to do was sign some reports and double check figures and facts against a database of projections that and keep her happy enough not to look elsewhere for a job. That was easy too, she was shallow and materialistic and he paid her very well. Cole made so much money it was nothing to pay her way above the standard PA Tammy knew that her pay would not be easy to replace should she leave his employ.
Seeing he had money, and enough to buy most of life's luxuries he kept himself entertained in other ways. Women. Cole loved women the more stand up and proper she was the more he would want her. He could have skanks any old time. But a woman who was above all that, a woman with pride and morals that was the real challenge. Add to it a married woman and that was it! Game on and Cole lost very little, sure there were the ones that so devoted that even his money, looks, and everything else he had going for him wouldn't work, that was part of what made it fun. If he never lost it would be boring.
As of late though he had his eyes on a new challenge, one that seemed to many of his friends, "Out of reach" After all, not only was she happily married or seemed to be anyway. She was also not the typical bimbo that worked in the office that Cole so easily would seduce. She was smart, hardworking and not swayed by the advances of the senior staff of which there were many.
Melissa had worked there just over a year and never even looked at Cole. To his knowledge, she had never said more than "Good morning or good evening to him." Melissa had also avoided with some ease as Cole noticed, falling into the trap of lowering your self to get ahead in the company. So many women would sleep their way to the top or try to anyway. They all found the fallout of those actions to great to bear. Being known as an office slut wasn't an easy thing to get used to. Soon most were drummed out as they had no talent for the job and sex wouldn't make the shareholders happy, a good profit margin was all they cared about. No Melissa would make on skill and hard work. This only made him want her more.
Cole walked in and said hello to Tammy his PA, she was smart and hardworking but also she had no trouble being a plaything from time to time and was one of the ones to somehow not be cast as a whore to the others who worked there.
It was all worth it to her, she was working with the best analyst in the building, she worked on the top floor, she had a view of the city, and she was paid more than most junior analysts were. She also got five weeks holidays and large quarterly bonuses when the predictions were close. So she worked damn hard to get them close.
"Morning Cole, here are the trend reports for the week and the numbers for the last quarter, looks like Tammy is getting a vacation!" She said in an airy tone. Cole smiled at her and nodded that he knew already about the good news. He was lazy but was never caught unaware.
She looked her boss over, today he was looking better than usual. She licked her lip and seemed to drift off a little, hard not to Cole was in peak shape, 6'2" a solid, muscular 195. He was very good looking and knew it. He liked the attention as it fed his rather large ego. He had fucked Tammy in the past but found it better to keep her wanting and refused to feed her lust. She, in turn, liked his hard to get attitude and was more than happy to play the game. "Looks like Melissa might get put on this floor!" Tammy said in an offbeat way.
"And?" Cole said a little annoyed at her mind games right then.
"And.. we all know she's the one you want to pluck. It's just a shame you'll never get this one, she seems utterly disgusted by you! Guess she has a great ass and brains." Tammy said, wanting the words to sting. It was a little jealousy on her part not because Cole and every other male wanted her but because she was an individual. Now Tammy was good looking but she was also common and looked like every hostess at any sports bar. Where Melissa was exotic, her full lips, that made men hard, almond skin that was the envy of every pale woman there add to this her big tits, had great curves and a big ass that drove the men nuts. She was literally nothing like every other woman there.
Cole didn't like people getting the better of him or getting under his skin and took it as a personal attack when people commented on him negatively "You can be a real cunt." Cole said with a scowl "Now get to fucking work, In fact, I want the Venture report on my desk by noon!" Cole said glowering at his PA.
"That will take me another 7 or 8 hours. There's no way..."
"Noon Tammy." Cole cut across her. "Think about how you talk to me while you are doing it! And remember who's the fucking boss here." He said and walked into his large office.
He only stayed there for a few minutes and walked back out. "Why does she hate me?" He asked, his ego getting the better of him. Tammy shot him a look. She held up the report and shook it. "Fine fuck. Take the day for it but I need it by noon tomorrow. Now tell me what you know! Tell me where did you hear that Melissa is moving up here. She's not even an analyst or money manager, she's... Shit, I don't even really know her job."
"Good. Now what I know that you don't. I know she's well liked but she's a little on the... well a bit like a deer in headlights. She really seems to have no clue how it works around here. At least that's how us PA's see her. That could be because she only works with those idiots who push the rhetoric of this fucking place. She's also smart, she hard working and the boss has noticed her they know her worth. And not just for her sexy ass." Tammy began. Cole rolled his eyes as he knew a lot of this already. But he let her continue. "So anyway she's being picked to head up revamping the whole company image," This was too much for Cole he wanted her to get to Melissa, though he didn't know what she did he also didn't fucking care really he wanted to find an in with her.
"I don't care about that, tell me about her," Cole said, his anger rising, Tammy blinked, had he not just fucking asked what she did. She took a breath and went on. "Well... what I know is, she never drinks that we see, she is always working, never slacking and her circle of friends was the same circle of friends many of your past conquests hung out with so she's obviously heard the stories about what a fucking dirty pervert you are, and being a good and proper wife she hates you and your kind," Tammy said, reaching into her drawer and pulling her purse out. "I'm going for a break !" and walked off.
Cole thought of what she said. Could it be just that? He walked to the elevator and went down a few floors to where many of the staff worked. Now that he thought of it there were over 500 employees in that branch alone and outside of a few small departments, he had no clue what went on. Well with regards to peoples actual jobs, he knew what when on with regards to what they did behind closed doors and in broom closets, and bathroom stalls better than most. Only the PA's seemed to know more then he did.
Melissa had an office though it was small and had no view. She was walking along the hall talking on the phone. Always moving and working, that he had heard about her. Her hips swayed and her legs covered in sexy thigh high boots, and her tits. Cole was actually speechless as he watched her. The whole room became like the start of Baywatch. Where the beautiful women moved in slow motion. His cock was actually hard now and he knew that it would look really bad if was creeping down on a floor he didn't work and with a hard-on no less. He left quickly and went to his office to think.
Step one he thought. Help her get on to this floor.
Step two, get her believing that the rumors are embellished.
Step three get her off her guard and put her in a situation where the only one that can help her is me.
The last step, do everything your hearts desire to her and often. Yes, Melissa will be my project. My Everest. And he actually wrote the steps in his day planner and circled the last step. Then he looked out over the city and smiled.
KC
