Typist

[Cosmic Knight]

OOC
Andrew Hunter-Price, Englishman in US, mid thirties, worked for same firm for ten years now, a firm where progress up the ladder is slow.
6 foot tall, clean shaven, dark hair and green eyes.

IC
When I started here at Gendry Associates Inc., I had inherited a 50 year old secretary, named Grace Duval.
Grace had helped me to fit in here, in this alien world of the USA. She had been my guide and advisor, especially during my marriage break-up.
My wife had been a little too fond of entertaining people, men mainly, while I was at work.
The whole experience had left me a little shattered, that was five years ago, and since then I had kept my head down, Just getting on with my work, and remaining a very private person.
I guess you could say that I got to know the five fingered widow quite well at that time.

But Grace had just retired, and I, having received a small promotion, with my own executive office, had been summoned by the CEO, Mr Gendry, and too be honest, I was nervous. Progress at Gendry`s was slow, steady, but slow, and I was not sure what he wanted. I need not have worried, it was just to inform me that a new secretary, a Michelle Edmonds would be provided for me.

Maybe in another year or so, I would go up a floor, and be allowed to make my own choice, but for now, that was how it would be.

I sat at my desk, it was 9 AM on Monday morning, and hearing the knock upon my door, I called for whoever it was to enter..

 

[BethJones]

OOC: Michelle Edmonds, English woman, she has worked for the firm for 6 months, her progression has been quick through the company.
5' 6, black hair, blue eyes.

IC: A lovely warm summers day, the sun shone brightly a definate contrast to the dull dingy tube I had travelled on foir the best part of half an hour. My mood brightened with the sun, although, still slightly apprehensive about what the day would bring. I had worked in a wide variety of companies, but had never lasted more than a few weeks, since moving to Gendry Associations I had well and truely broken that record.

I entered the large, building, walking through the lobby towards the lifts, the sound of my heels against the pristine white tiles echoed around the lobby. I selected the 6th floor, the unmistakable ping rang through the air as the lift shuddered to a stop, the doors opened. Before stepping out, my eyes took in their new surroundings, the office area was pristine, everything neat and tidy. The walk to the office, clearly labeled 'Mr Andrew Hunter-Price' seemed to take forever.

Tentitively, I reached up and gave three loud raps on the door, I stood waiting for permission to enter the room.

 

[Cosmic Knight]

Whoever it was had not heard my voice, so I went to the the door and opened it.

Standing outside was a pretty lady, mid twenties, and dressed as one would expect a typist to dress. I smiled and stepped aside.

"Come in Miss Edmonds, take a seat please."

I watched as she moved to sit, and it occurred to me how different she was from Grace. Grace was a lovely woman, but, as in all older people, her body had settled, or so she said. Miss Edmonds, if she was indeed a Miss, on the other hand, was much more what one would expect to see in a busy typing pool. Well dressed, carried herself well, and with a nice figure, and very cute freckled face too. Not that her figure was any of my business, I reminded myself.

I sat opposite her, and leaned back in my chair at first, but then my nervousness returned, and I leaned forward,

"Miss Edmonds, Michelle, I am Andrew, although to visitors I will be Mr Hunter-Price of course. I err do not ask much of you, be punctual, competent, keep me supplied with coffee, white one sugar. I occasionally work late, and may need you to do so. Err ummm, that is all I think. Do you have any err questions?"

 

[BethJones]

I smiled as Andrew introduced himself, sensing his nervousness as he spoke, no wonder after 10 years he was only on the 6th floor. Before accepting the position, I had done my homework, one advantage to my first job with the company in HR, I had contacts, contacts who would get me anything I wanted.

"Milk 1 sugar? I'll get onto that now, then maybe you can talk me through how the systems work?" I didn't wait for his answer, I stood and left the room, heading to the small kitchen area I had noticed on my way in.

As the kettle boiled, I took the time to reapply my red lipstick and inspected my nails, checking the red varnish was completely in tact. taking the coffee, I made my way back to Andrews office, knocking politely on the door, waiting for him to invite me back in.

Andrew's good looks hadn't escaped my attention, from his file I knew he had split with his wife, but i wasn't sure of his current personal situation. I on the other hand was young, free and single, part of the reason for my transfer had been a relationship going bad. The new city was taking some getting used to and finding decent places to go out to met people had proved difficult so far.

 

[Cosmic Knight]

"Milk 1 sugar? I'll get onto that now, then maybe you can talk me through how the systems work?"

My God I thought to myself, efficiency on nice legs

But that was another matter, we were here to do a job, not be god friends and talk all day.

She returned with my coffee, and sat down in front of me once again. I tried not to look at her legs, but did not fail to notice that she had done something with her face, makeup wise.

"Err systems, well, we have a custom made system tyht uses Excell, Word and Powerpoint, specific to our requirements. Most of my letters will be dictated, either personally, or by machine. A lot of our business is overseas, hence the late nights. And you will be required to arrange dinners, for when I entertain clients. And very occasionally, you may even accompany me, but that is flexible. I prefer others to do the entertaining if possible,"

I was a little uncomfortabel and shifted in my chair.

"Err, I am not sure how, well, let me put it this way. There is no err dress code in here. Just look smart, you know, attractive to clients, and definitely the special ones. Although I do not permit r-r-relationships with our clients."

 

[BethJones]

My efficiency and general manner had helped me to get my eleveated position in the company, although it was my enetertaining skills that had given me the rocket up the ladder. Although, looking athe nervy character in front of me, I wasn't sure that my usual entertaining skills would work as well, or indeed if they would bring the benefits I was used to.

After placing the coffee down for Andrew I took my seat opposite his desk, slowly crossing my legs, I had chosen a pair of black tights to accompany my knee length grey pencil skirt and white blouse.

I reached into my bag, taking out a notebook and pen, I listened intently making notes about the system, although these notes were irrelevant I knew the systems inside out and back to front, however I found that most men in this company liked to think they knew all there was to know, the power usually giving them a trip.

Andrew had paused, I moved the pen to rest on my lip, sucking lightly on the end, my eyes firmly fixed on his face. I needed to work out what would make him tick, if I was to succed and continue climbing the greasy ladder with this company, I needed to get this right.

Sensing I had caught andrew off guard, I asked him "Is there anything else you need? Or maybe I should make a start on todays work?"

 

[Cosmic Knight]

I was not sure if it was deliberate, or just the fact that she was my age, and well, distinctly fuckable, but I was mesmerised. Her mouth, and the way she held the pen to her lips, I was certain that her tongue would flick out soon, and swirl around it.

"Is there anything else you need? Or maybe I should make a start on todays work?"

Her voice surprised me, indeed, I almost jumped in my chair, before admonishing myself for thinking such thoughts. She was just a pool typist, and would not have the slightest interest in me.

"Err yes, right Miss err Edmonds. Yes, my files, erer well, are in a bit of a mess, and also, I seem to have duplicated some twice on the computer. Since Grace left, and the promotion, it got a little err hectic. And you can print off my appointments, now, and then for when I arrive daily."

Now it was her legs I was watching, this was silly, steeling myself, I looked her in the eye. What I wanted to say was, dont wear a bra again in my office, unfortunately though, it came out as

"Tell me Miss Edmonds, may I use your christian name, whetever it might be, for when we are in her alone? It will of course be Miss Edmonds when I have visitors."

 

[BethJones]

I smiled, "You can call me what you like," I cooed my teeth nibbling the end of the pen as I finished.

I stood and left the office, settling at my desk just to the right of Andrew's door, with the blinds open I could see right into his office. He was right his files really were in a mess, duplicate copies, inaccurate file names, this would take some time to sort out.

I looked in the diary and as I suspected it too was in a chaotic state. Well at least I knew where to start, if the diary was in a mess so would we be, I worked through the scrawlings in the diary making sense as best I could, before transferring it into an electronic form, making use of the system to alert me to any clashes, this would help to make us more efficient.

Eventually I was ready to present the diary sheet to Andrew, quickly making a coffe, I knoked on the door waiting for the invite in, although I could see he wasn't busy, I stood and waited patiently.

 

[Cosmic Knight]

"You can call me what you like,"

I was a little taken aback at this, a sI watched her flounce out of the office, swinging her hips.

This was a whole new ballgame for me, I had never had a secretary like this. Grace had always taken her holidays at the same time as me, saying that a man needed continuity at work, and I didn`t argue.

But I wondered, what on earth was I going to do with Miss Edmonds, God I hated that, her own name would be better, the name her friends used. Then I had a thought,

OK Miss Smartypants, if you wont give me your name, I will choose one.

The question was though, what name, the only people I met were clients, and they were mostly male. The only names I could think of were porn stars, if I chose one, I would have to hope that she did not make the connection. I ruled out Aisa straight away, due to the racial connotation. I also ruled out Jenna, that was a little too obvious.

"YOU MAY ENTER,"

I watched as she walked in, well, sort of walked, she seemed to float on air sometimes, I was determined to stamp my authority on her.

"Miss Edmonds, as you seem not to like your given name, then I will refer to you as Bryanna."

I looked at her, well, at her breats if the truth be known, before finally raising my gaze to her face. And I was certain that my own face was going red.

 

[BethJones]

I was a little taken aback when Andrew announced he would call me Bryanna, when I said 'You can call me what you like' I assumed he would have shortened my name to Chell or Chelle, after all he seemed happy to have reffered to me as Michelle in our first meeting.

I guessed he felt threatened by me, maybe I was too good at my job, maybe he had heard about my past, although he had had no calls this morning. Well if he wanted to play at power tripping that was up to him, who am I to argue.

I thrust his diary sheet and coffee at him, smiling sweetly as I did, I turned to leave the office, glancing back over my shoulder, "Is that Bryanna the porn star?" well after all if he wanted to play games that was fine with me.

 

[Cosmic Knight]

"Is that Bryanna the porn star?"

Now I felt really stupid, it had not occurred to me at all that she might even know who Bryanna Banks was, and I was left speechless as she closed the door.

And then it suddenly got worse, for I opened my drawer, to see the original memo about her appointment as my secretary. Miss Michelle Edmonds, it had been ther all the time,but I decided that I would not act upon the information, until I saw her again. I started to check my emails instead, and then I realised what a mess they were as well.
My inbox was full of junkmail, mails were in the wrong folders, an absolute disaster, as seemed to be all of my files and info, she must consider me to be a real idiot was the thought that crossed my mind, regardless, I had to call her in.

I used the phone, and spoke to her.

"Michelle, can you come into my office for a moment please?"

She was there in seconds, notebook in hand.

"No, it is OK, no notes or dictation, I have to go out soon, to see a client, and I will not be back today, so you wont see me again until morning. I do have something else I need though, my company email is a bit of a mess, I need it reorganising, you can do it on your own computer I would think, all you need is my..... password......"

Then it struck me, the password, how the hell was I going to tell her? I grabbed a scrap of paper, and wrote on it, and then handed it to her. I left the office in hurry, hopefully before she could read my note......

My password is clitoris

 

[BethJones]

I sat back at my desk, smirking to myself, Bryanna, of all the names he could come up with. The phone rang shortly after I had settled into my seat. I answered as Andrew requested I went into his room.

'Michelle' this time, obviously Bryanna hadn't worked out, I wondered if I had duped his power trip with my quick remark, or whether Andrew was really as incompetent as he seemed. I grabbed my pad and pen, which were always close to hand ready for taking notes and dictations at a moments notice.

Andrew's request was simple enough, although i wondered why the flustered approach to giving me his password. I barely got chance to say goodbye, as he rushed out of the room, but if his current form was anything to go by he had probably just discovered an appointment he should have been at half an hour ago.

I followed Andrew out of the room, sitting at my desk, I glanced at the scrap of paper, 'clitoris'. I found it hard not to burst out laughing, of all the words to choose for a password, but then I guessed it wasn't one anyone would crack easily.

Dutifuly I began sorting through the countless emails, his junk box was full of spam, penis enlargement, viagra, it did cross my mind whether he actually used this stuff, but the bigger question was what sites did he visit to leave himself open to such spam.

By 5pm the emails were sorted, all organised and easyil accessible, I had altered the spam filter ensuring he would experience less spam and then headed off home.

 

[Cosmic Knight]

I sat at home after eating, and clearing away, wondering about the day`s events.

Miss Edmonds, or to give her the name I was now to use, Michelle, had been a revelation in some ways. Also, I realised that I had made a complete and utter fool of myself, nerves I supposed, because I had grown too comfy, and yes, even complacent with Grace.
Not that Grace had been aware of my new password, that had been her job, but we have to change on the first of each month, and it seemed funny at the time, once Grace had retired, to have the password of clitoris. Now I realised that funny, was actually stupid, as also had been calling Michelle Bryanna.

Thinking of that, I decided to watch a DVD, to relax me, but certainly not Bryanna Banks, feeling more than a little stupid, I picked out a Jenna movie, got myself a drink, and settled down to be entertained, and, aroused.

It didn`t work, my conscience was still smarting from my own stupidity. I ended up watching some of the mindless reality rubbish that now seems to pass for entertainment. Finally going to mt bed around 11.

I was awake at 1.30. 2.15, 3.45, and then finally at 6 am, waking from a dream. I was sat at my desk, the chair pushed back agains the wall, not only that, I was unable to move. My arms felt like lead, as did my legs.

And there on my desk, sat Michelle, taunting me, about my watching porn movies. She was wearing stockings, a corset, and nothing else. Her hand was at her pussy, playing with her clit, as she asked me if I wanted to Log On, and play with her keyboard.

That was when I awoke, with a wet sticky sensation on my thighs, and the sheet. I had just had my first ever wet dream, and I was astonished. It was a good job it was early, and I got the sheets into the wash before leaving for the office.

I walked through towards my office, and opened the door, Michelle was already there, placing a dociment on my desk.

 

[BethJones]

Sadly I wasn't a domestic godess, I spent most evenings eating processed food, the microwave was my best friend when it came to cooking. While the food didn't taste great on its own, a glass or two of wine certainly helped.

I undressed, before slipping into a hot, soapy bubble bath, I loved the way the warm water felt against my soft skin, I lay back as my mind drifted, calm drifting over my body. I let the day's events run through my body, despite the obvious araes for improvement, on the whole it had been a successful first day. Andrew, no matter how disorganised seemed a decent boss.

I chuckled to myself as I thought back to his password, 'clitoris' well my clit was definately a good way to gain access to my secret places. My hand had slid down between my legs, and was slowly but firmly working my clit, the combination of the warm water, the sweet aroma always started me off.

My fingers worked faster, my muscles tensing and relaxing as I wondered whether Andrew had used the clitoris as a password to a woman recently. My mind wondering what he would be like in the bedroom, would his pornography background help him to please or compound his hoplesness lost in the belief that all a woman needs is a hard cock jammed deep inside her and she will orgasm almost immediately.

My thoughts had become to philisophical, distracting me from the true pleasure I could usually give myself. It was strange to feel disappointed after masturbating, too much thinking. I went to bed frustrated with myself for allowing my thoughts to turn to anything but my own personal satisfaction.

I woke to the sound of my alarm, glancing at the time I jumped out of bed, still a little frustrated. Dressing quickly I got into work, thankfully with enough time to get a coffee and drop today's schedule onto the table.

Andrew walked in, smiling "Good morning, today's appointments, if you need anything else I'll be at my desk"

I turned and left heading back to my desk, relieved that I had managed to get in with just enough time to get things ready.

 

[Cosmic Knight]

As I walked in I saw Michelle, bending over my desk, and I almost stopped dead in my tracks. For I was certain that I had just seen a stocking top, as her skirt rode up.

"Good morning, today's appointments, if you need anything else I'll be at my desk" [/Qcolor]

"Yes, fine, Thank you Michelle."

I stood to the side as she left my office, watching her, in a new light now, and noting how her breasts swayed when she walked. The sight of a stocking, if indeed I had seen one, but I was surethat it was, had somehow calmed my nerves, yasterday had been a disaster, and I was not going to repeat that.

Sitting down, I glanced at my appointments, and then dropped them on the desk, I sat back, eyes closed, and thought about my new secretary. If she was wearing stockings, then did they match her underwear? Was she even wearing underwear? I began to think about Michelle in a new light, wondering if my dream had actually been more .....

Then I came to my senses, and put all such thoughts aside. The morning passed quite quickly, and as noon approached I called Michelle, and asked her to order in a tuna sandwich for me, and, when it arrived, to bring it into the office, as there was something that I wished to discuss with her.

A short time later, she arrived with the sandwich, and I asked her to sit for a moment, before she took her lunch break, and I did wonder if I would see her stockings when she sat, but it did not happen, not this time.

"We did not get off to a good start yesterday Michelle did we? And I need to address that. I of course, owe you an apology, well two really. First the name I gave you, I dont know why I did that, I just wasn`t myself yesterday.
And as to the password, that was a very foolish thing for me to do, a moment of silliness even. I cannot change it now, not until the first of the month, but change it I will. Although I know that from now on I, and possibly you also, will always associate email with, well you know don`t you?"

 

[BethJones]

It had been a busy morning for me, fielding calls, filing, rearranging current folders, although to the un trained eye it would have looked like nothing had been done.

Andrew buzzed through for his lunch, which I organised and grabbed him a coffee to go with it. I approached his door and politely knocked, before being invited in. I placed the items on his desk, almost certain his eyes didn't raise above my round breasts as he asked me to take a seat.

I sat and listened, convinced his eyes were running up my stockinged legs, 'day two and he is already eyeing me up' I thought to myself, 'this wil certainly make promotion quick'.

Andrew droned on about how foolish he had been,

"And as to the password, that was a very foolish thing for me to do, a moment of silliness even. I cannot change it now, not until the first of the month, but change it I will. Although I know that from now on I, and possibly you also, will always associate email with, well you know don`t you?" he paused, I uncrossed my legs waiting long enough for him to get a view of my bare thighs and the tops of my stockings.

"Not to worry Andrew, that's all behind us, is there anything else you need?" I leant forward forcing my breasts tight against the thin material of my blouse, forcing them to spill over the top of my bra.

 

[Cosmic Knight]

Michelle uncrossed he rlegs, and I got another view of her stockings, and a part of her milky white thigh also, and what is more, it seemd a purposeful act.

"Not to worry Andrew, that's all behind us, is there anything else you need?"

I almost gasped, as she thrust her tits forward towards me, now that was deliberate, I was certain. In fact,, against my better judgement, I wondered what they would look like unfettered by her bra, and swinging free inside her blouse. But I had to stop this musing.

"Err, oh yes, I will need you to take some dictation later, I will call you. thank you, that is all for now."

She got up, and left the office, with my eyes glued to her backside, and it was almost as if she was aware of that fact, the way her arse swayed.
I was perplexed, I had not had any close female contact for a number of years. Indeed, I had not had sex since the divorce, and as to flirting, and wooing a woman, last thing on my mind.

And then out of the blue comes a nubile, sexy, and very alluring secretary, was it the boss`s idea I wondered? Or was she just naturally flirtatious?

Either way, I was determin ed to play it cool, the next couple of weeks were going to be a little busy, and possibly even chaotic. Mundane things like flirting, and little games would have to wait.

I called her back in just after 3, to dictate my letter, and I wondered as the door opened, what she might do next?

 

[BethJones]

As I left the office, I smirked to myself, knowing his eyes were glued to my ass as it swayed out of the door.

I sat at my desk bored for most of the afternoon, this wasn't the most exciting place to work, I was used to clients comoing and going all day, being rushed off my feet with filing. I stared at the four walls, hoping something would happen, I realised it wasn't going to so I decided to make my own fun.

The buzzer on my desk cut straight through the silence, Andrew wanted me to take a dictation, I wasn't sure but it sounded like there was extra emphasis on the 'dic'. It may have been wishful thinking, but it amused me I wouldn't mind taking his dick.

All I could think about was dick, after last nights disappointing climax I was flustered and horny, not a great combination with 3 hours left in work. My nipples had hardened just thinking about Andrew's cock, two small bumps poked through the material of my blouse.

I walked into his office, settling into the seat opposite his desk, flashing the top of my stockings as I wriggled back into the seat.

 

[Cosmic Knight]

I watched intently as Michelle again made an elaborate show of letting me see her stockings again. This time I nodded, looked down at her legs, and smiled.

"You are settling in well Michelle, and looking more comfortable here with every passing hour."

I opened my desk drawer, and removed a letter, which I held in front of me as I dictated the answer.

"The letter is to a Mr Badass Yo at Tent Productions."

Michelle`s eyebrows raised a little.

"Yes, that is what I said, Mr Badass Yo.

Dear Sir,
While I appreciate your need for the contract, there have been difficulties drawing said contract up, due to your continual insisting of changes.
Changes that in our opinion, do nothing to enhance the terms of your contract, on the contrary, they dilute said contract.

I am of the opinion that you need to adress the problem of inexperienced models with your agents, and not with this company.
We will take up the finance promised to you, for which, we will require input on the final product, failing that, we will withdraw our support.

Please be aware that the Adult Industry is a new venture for this company, and consequently, we are taking whatever steps we can to protect out interests.
Regards
etc etc.

They are making a movie, and it seems that our boss met this guy in Vegas, and promised him support, but I doubt it will happen."

I looked at her, up and down, and then I smiled.

"I have to compliment you Michelle, on your choice of work clothes, very nice, very nice indeed. You may type this up now, and then return with it for signing, oh yes, I will have a coffee also. Would you care to join me, when the letter is done?"

 

[BethJones]

It was certainly a strange letter to be taking, and indeed the first she had heard of the company moving towards adult industries.

I left the office, making the coffee first and taking it back to Andrew before returning to my desk to write up the letter.

As I typed the letter curiosity got the better of me, a quick search on google for Mr Badass Yo soon revealed countless listings for amateur porn. This guy was obviously trying to make it with the big boys. I couldn't resist a quick peek at some of his work, ensuring the volume was turned down I clicked on a video.

I watched as a young blonde secretary went about seducing and fucking her boss, my fingers had found there way down the waistband of my sjkirt and were slowly caressing my throbbing clit, it felt so good, the thought of being caught.

Interuppted again by the sound of the buzzer on my desk, Andrew was wanting an update on the letter. "Almost done," I replied as I closed the video and hit the print button, the printer whirring to life.

Picking the letter up I returned to Andrew's office, handing the letter to him, it dawned on me that the scent of my juices would still be lingering on my fingers, I wondered if he had picked up on it as he took the letter.

 

[Cosmic Knight]

The coffee was good, and a welcoming distraction from the day, and I was feeling very relaxed when Michelle finally handed me the letter.

As I took the letter, I got a whiff of an odour, something familiar, from my past, but, I let it pass, and read the letter, before signing it.

She stood there, waiting, and I smiled

"It is OK Michelle, sit down relax, and this coffee by the way, is excellent."

She had not moved, so I held up the letter, and then that odour was there, again as Michelle took hold of the letter. It certainly was not perfume, it was too musky.

That one word tripped the switch, and I knew immediately what the odour was.

I looked up at Michelle, and then at her hand, and, I saw how shiny her finger was, and that settled it. I knew what she had been doing, in work time, but I let it lie for now.

We may need to stay late tonight, I have two other contracts to finish today. Can you pop out, and get some sandwiches, or something like that? Take the money from petty cash, I will explain it. And can you lower the heating, it is gettong really warm in here now."

 

[BethJones]

A late night, just what I needed was I ever going to get to satisfy my cravings. Taking the letter I placed it in an envelope and headed out to post it as I went to pick up some food.

While I was out, panic swept through my body, in all the excitement I hadn't cleared my machines history, I hoped Andrew wouldn't try to access anything on my computer while I was out.

I picked up some sandwhiches and hurried back to the office, turning the heating down on my return. I made a coffee and headed for his office. I knocked politely, hoping he had been no where near my machine, a quick glance told me everything looked as it did when I left.

"Come in" Andrew called he used his normal tone, no cluse as to whether he knew what I'd been looking at, but at least it didn't sound like I was in trouble.

I enetered the room, placing the coffee and sandwich on the desk, "Will there be anything else?"

 

[Cosmic Knight]

As soon as Michelle left the office, I went to her desk in the outer room.
The smell of her was stronger here, not just her perfume, but her sex, for I was now certain that she had been masturbating in the office.

Her PC was still on, and in seconds I saw what she had been looking at, while fingering herself no doubt. She had been watching a secretary, who was doing her best to fuck her boss, as far as I could see, it was an interesting thought though, especially as we were about to work late, very late.

When she returned, I was back at my desk, admittedly, with a twitch in my cock, but she could not see that. I was going to bring up her watching, but initially, I was not sure how to approach the subject, until that is, she asked the perfect question.

"Will there be anything else?"

"Yes Michelle, there is something else, please, sit down."

I watched and waited, my eyes straying to her tits, and wondering anout her nipples, as my cock started to swell. This was so unlike me, but this woman, she had, inflamed me? I was not sure, but I did want to put her on the spot.

"Please tell me Michelle, what did you think of the video you watched, while your hand was so busy? And then Michelle, tell me why I should not fire you, with immediate effect?"

 

[BethJones]

I took the seat opposite Andrew's desk, I had spent a lot of time sitting here and felt quite comfortable as I wriggled into it.

I swallowed hard as Andrew spoke, my mind now racing, how was I going to get out of this? I blushed a little, taking a moment to gather my thoughts.

Boldly I began, this had to be good to get me out of this spot, "Well to start with, I thougt it was a little cheap, very degrading and not an avenue we should be exploring as a company..." I paused he seemed to be listening intently, almost as if my critical analysis had caught him off guard. "And another thing, I seriously doubt anyone will buy that rubbish, I could do a beter job."

 

[Cosmic Knight]

I watched her intently, noting the absolute surprise at my question but she comoposed herself rapidly, employing the adage "that the best form of defence is attack", or so it semed to me.

"Well to start with, I thougt it was a little cheap, very degrading and not an avenue we should be exploring as a company...... And another thing, I seriously doubt anyone will buy that rubbish, I could do a better job."

I said nothing, not for a full minute, maybe even more, I just looked at her, into her eyes this time, and not at her body.

"Listen very closely Michelle, I could, indeed, I should fire you for this, err indiscretion. You deliberately watched pornography on the copmpany computer, in the company time."

I let my words sink in a little, and then continued.

"I do apprecioate what you have done here so far, but, in future Michelle, I suggest that you do what others do, and confine your sexual fantasies to your life outside of the office. It is not that difficult, I do it all the time."

I knew then that I had made a mistake, the little smile that flitted across her face told me so.

"Anyway, even though I am sure that you could do better, we have other matters at hand. You know the files that I need, bring them in here, and we can peruse them together, to try and make some sense of all this, and figure out a way to nullify the contract."

I was determined not to watch her ass when she left the office, and I steeled myself, even though I knew what I would be missing, but I couldn`t, not here.