From personal admin to personal slut

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My company was recently bought out by a foreign firm. Which can be a good thing for most people, but can mean pink slips for others. Of course, being the boss, I was the lucky one who had to do all of the reviews and give people the new ultimatums. Dave was the newest guy on the team. Just hired a few months ago, hadn’t established any clientele, productivity steady but not meeting the levels of the already established team members. I called him in to my office. “ Dave, sit down, we need to talk”. he literally sat on the edge of his seat, “I knew this was coming.” “Listen, I’m not going to give you a song and dance. Shit’s going down and your lack of seniority has put the magnifying glass on you. They want me to make some cuts, but its the holidays and I’m not a total dick.” He exhaled and moved slightly back in the seat. “So I still have a job?” “For now, but you are going to have to prove your worth, that means longer hours and no excuses.” “Absolutely anything, my wife and I just bought a house, I need this job.” I wasn’t about to let him get all emotional “great, that’s great, now get back to work. Be ready to rub elbows with the new team at the Christmas party and don’t forget to bring the arm candy.” He laughed nervously, I got back to my paperwork and he got the message, meeting over. He practically ran out of my office. All I could think was she better be a stunner or that guy’s dead in the water.

The night of the party arrived. Being a newly acquired company meant that the planners pulled out all of the stops: black tie, top shelf booze and views of the city that belonged on a postcard. My employees had caught wind that I was tasked to deciding all of their futures and tonight was the night they would make their moves: some dropped names, others made promises and almost everyone was handing me drinks. Truth be told, I was bored. I had been talking about the transition for so long I felt like a robot. Each night I would go home, have a glass (or bottle) of wine and pass out just to do it the next day. So tonight I was looking for something special. My ego was huge tonight and I knew I could get any woman in the room…any woman. But then she walked in. A tall brunette with ice blue eyes, and a dark green halter dress that hugged her curves and showed just enough cleavage. I couldn’t see who she was with, but I didn’t care, she would be my conquest. Just then, some PR person started leading me toward the stage it was time for the bullshit “everything is great” speech. As I stood on the stage my mouth rattled off the typical Christmas party speech about luck and teamwork and great things coming our way, but my eyes scanned the crowd, I needed to find her. As I was wrapping up I found her but Shit, of all people she was with it had to be Dave, the new guy. As I wrapped up and walked off the stage, a plan was already forming.

A little while later, while I was at the bar I felt a tap on my shoulder. As I turned I found myself face to face with the mystery woman…and Dave. “Mr. Landon, I’d like you to meet my wife, Mila.” “Please call me Jake” as I took her hand and kissed the back of it. “jake, it’s such a pleasure. “the pleasure is all mine. Jeez Dave when I said bring the arm candy I had no idea you were hiding this gem at home. Now i feel guilty making you stay at the office.” She blushed and smiled. It was breathtaking, why the hell was she with this pipsqueak? Dave excused himself. “while we have a quick second, I want to thank you for being Dave’s champion at work, he speaks very highly of you.” Something must have shown on my face because her smile faded in to a look of concern. “Did I Say something wrong?” I saw Dave winding his way back through the crowd. Time for a quick topic change, “It’s a night of celebration, no more work talk.” “Did you give it to him sweetie?” I didn’t know what they were talking about, but I sure hope she gave it to me sooner than later. “We just decided no more work talk babe, it can wait.” Now I was intrigued. I said, “I’ll make an exception.” She opened her clutch and handed me a folded piece of paper. All of a sudden she let a rush of words go “I know this is tacky, but it’s my resume, I figured you would need more staff, and now that we are settled, we could use a second income, and I’m sorry….” I took it from her hands, this was my in. I leaned in while putting my hand on her hip. “I’ll call you next week” and kissed her cheek. “Dave, I’ll see you Monday. Please Excuse me.” and I walked away grinning and my mind reeling with all of the naughty possibilities that came with that resume.

The next week I called Mila in for an “interview” because all of a sudden I felt in need of a personal admin. She walked in to my office in a tailored suit with her hair in a twist. As I got up to greet her my first thought was of a naughty librarian. “Mila thanks for coming have a seat.” She was very gracious for the opportunity and we made small talk about the weekend. “Listen I’m going to be honest, there are no positions open right now.” I saw her smile fade “but I’m realizing with the merger that I’m in need of a personal assistant and I would like to offer you the job.” After her acceptance and many thanks, I had to stop her. “This won’t be easy, we are going to have to work very closely and there are times when I will be asking a lot of you. I expect the best and even though Dave will be in the same building, while you are here you are all mine. Understood?” “Absolutely Mr. Landon. I’m quite confident that you will be happy with my performance, when I’m at work, I’m all yours.” She had no idea what I had in store for her. “Great, I expect you here on Monday at 8AM ready to work.” “I’ll be here” and as I watched her walk out my eyes never left her perfect ass.

The first couple of weeks went by quickly, Mila was a quick study and was like a Labrador in her desire to make me happy and my life easie

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Written by brandy2122
Cargado May 10, 2020
Notes A fun night out with her boss.
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