New boss, same old games (closed for DDE)

jonny1878

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(Jonny)
:Mr Porter to his workers
:editor of a minor magazine in new york
:new to the job but had experience elsewhere
:29
:6'5, athletic body from work at the gym
:short dark brown hair
:hazel/green eyes

Jonny had been busting his ass for the last 6 years and had finally got his break. A degree in journalism had seemed like a great idea but after years of writing second class reports for second class magazines he had started to think that he had chosen the wrong vocation. But finally, an editor's job had come up. Only at a minor sports magazine, "Final Score", but it was a start and he wasn't going to waste his chance. On getting to the offices he was impressed, the building was that of a much bigger operation and he could tell that the owner had meant it when he said he wanted it to be the top sports magazine in the country.

He had been working there about a month now when he got a phone call from the boss. The personal assistant/secretary that he had been asking about for weeks had finally been hired. He declined the opportunity to be on the interview panel, preferring to meet her for the first time on the day. He had assumed it was a woman and by the sounds of the call he was right. Good, he didn't want some teenage guy swarming around him all day. She was to arrive for her first day and meet Jonny, or Mr Porter as she would know him, as soon as she arrived.

When he got to the office on monday, a desk had been set up outside his own office for the new girl. She was meant to arrive at around 9:30 and he was surprisingly anxious. He was always good at meeting new people, but he wanted to make sure that he got off on the right foot with this one. As the clock ticked onto 9:20, his mind started to wander to ideas of a beautiful secretary coming in and him sweeping her off his feet but he quickly shook those thoughts from his mind. His luck wasn't good enough to bring a beautiful girl straight to him so he distracted himself with other thoughts and waited for the knock on his office door to let him know she had arrived.
 
Renee Myers
Personal assistant/secretary
24
5’5” shapely figure
Long Blonde hair, dark blue eyes, glasses

Renee Myers had worked for Mr. Ashburn for 4 years. She had graduated college when she was 20 and he was the first interview she had gone on. He had hired her on the spot, which was good for her since she wanted to get her own apartment. Now 4 years later, he had had a heartache in his office and died right there on the spot. Apparently he had heart trouble for many years. She was extremely sad over losing him as well as losing her job.

Luckily for her, a friend told her they were hiring at Final Score Magazine, so she had set up an interview for that same Friday. Now that she had her apartment, she didn’t need to be out of work. It had also been nice of Mr. Ashburn’s family to write her a letter of reference that showed she was an excellent employee and hard worker.

She couldn’t believe her luck when on Friday, she went to the interview, was asked a few questions after they read her reference and hired on the spot. It was almost like fate, just like her first job. She was told she would be working for Mr. Porter and would start at 9:30 Monday morning. She couldn’t wait and hoped it would be a lot like working for Mr. Ashburn who had been in his 50’s and a very nice man.

Always wearing the latest fashions, she dressed in a gray skirt, white blouse, black vest, a tie, blue socks and 3 inch heels. After parking her car, she noticed the time and hurried in to the office, practically bouncing her way to Mr. Porters office. It was exactly 9:30 when she knocked on his door.

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I check my watch as I hear the knock on the door and notice that it is exactly 9:30, 'good start' I thought to myself before standing up and slowly walking over to the door.

As I open the door, I try to finally banish thoughts of a hot secretary, convincing myself that she would probably be old but as I open the door, my eyes run over your body, taking everything in, from the beautiful legs, continuing up, my eyes tracking the curve of your hips and breasts before finally settling on your face and meeting your eyes. Looking at you, all those thoughts threaten to come back but I push them to the back of my mind

I hold out my hand and say with a smile "You must be Renee, nice to meet you" As I'm speaking I find myself getting lost in your eyes and have to focus a lot to keep my attention on what you are about to say
 
“Yes, Mr. Porter, I’m Renee Myers you’re new personal assistant/secretary and I am looking forward to working for you.”

Wow! She thought to herself, here she was expecting an older man and she got a young stud instead. This was going to prove interesting, she thought to herself, continuing to smile at him. She even had to give him the once over look, still disbelieving in the luck she was having. Fate, must be Fate

“You’re going to have to help me at first, letting me know exactly what you like, don’t like. If you expect coffee in the morning, all sorts of things like that so that I will know best how to do a good job for you. I’ll make sure to take notes as I find these things out, because I do pride myself on doing my best for whom ever I work for.”
 
"Nice to meet you Renee" I consider telling you to just call me Jonny but I decide that can wait

I look you up and down one more time, drinking in the delightful sight in front of me, the most stunning girl I've ever seen and she is my secretary

"I will give you all the support you need Renee, A coffee in the morning would be great, there is a place just outside the office, if you just pick it up on the way in that would be great and I expect you to arrive around 9:30 every day"

I walk back into my office, grabbing an ID card I had been left for you "this is yours" I say handing it to you "would you like a tour of the office?"
 
I made a mental note of the coffee in the morning and where to pick it up at.
When he went in his office returning with an ID for me, I quickly pinned it on. I was so happy to have a young boss and a good looking one at that.

“Is this my desk out here?” I asked and he nodded that it was, so I set my small purse in the top drawer so I didn’t have to carry it around.

“Yes, I’d love a tour of the office, it would be a great help so I knew where to find everything.” I replied when he asked about giving me a tour.

I had a strong suspicion that this job was going to be much better than working for Mr. Ashburn, even as nice as he was.
 
"okay, let's go Renee" I say walking out of my office, past your desk and out into the main part of the office

"well this is the main office where all the reporters have their desks, you will probably meet most of them because they will give reports to you for my to look over" I say watching as you scribble notes down, I look down at your notepad and I can't help but catch a glance down your top. Unintentional as it was, I certainly enjoyed it

I lead you into the empty copy room "this is the copy room, no drunken antics in here please" I laugh and point to the wall where there a few pictures of people who had copied their asses. Despite saying not to do it, I think to myself that a picture of your ass up there would definitely be nice

"where we go next is your choice, I can show you where all the photographers work or I can show you down to the very limited kitchen and get you a cup of coffee"
 
I continues to write notes on where everything is, even drawing a small map to help her remember. When I see the copy room, I can’t help but laugh at the pictures hung up and the note on the copier saying no sitting or taking pictures on. I giggle wondering what my new boss would say if I hop on the copier and copy a picture of my ass.

"where we go next is your choice, I can show you where all the photographers work or I can show you down to the very limited kitchen and get you a cup of coffee"

“I’d love to see the kitchen, a cup of coffee would be great.” I tell you.

As I follow you to the kitchen, I can’t help but notice your tight ass, wondering if you had ever copied it. Then swear at myself for thinking such things.
 
I see you catch an extra glance at the copied picture and wonder whether you are thinking about making one yourself. I hope you do, though i might want to take that into my office so only I can see

"okay let's go get a coffee" I say, leading you along the corridor and holding the door open to the kitchen for you, taking the chance to check out your ass as I do, 'very nice' I think to myself.

"milk in your coffee?" I ask
 
“Yes, please, milk no sugar, by the way you need to let me know how you take your coffee.” I take it from your hand, thanking you and look around the kitchen getting a better idea of what’s available. When she looked back at Mr. Porter, she couldn’t help wonder how available he was.

“This I a big company, bigger than I thought it would be. Very nice too. The people you’ve introduced me to so far seem very nice.” she said, and you’re real nice too, I wonder just how ‘nice’ you’ll be. Oh I need to stop this.

“Where else did you want to show me?” she asked, trying to get her mind back on work instead of on her new boss.
 
"I take my coffee the same way as you, good taste" I say with a nervous laugh, realising that it wasn't particularly funny.

"everyone is pretty nice, we spend a lot of time together so we get to be a bit of a family" I say "most people tend too stay pretty late so you better warn your boyfriend or husband that you will be home later". I hope the last comment doesnt seem too obvious that I am fishing for information but I really want to know

I start to walk out of the kitchen to continue the tour "theres not a whole lot else that is majorly important to see, I think the rest you can sort of learn on the job, lets head back to my office"
 
Well as far as coffee went, he had just made it very easy for her to remember what went in it. She also was glad to hear they were like a family there and she really didn’t have much of a family herself. It sounded like it might be a real fun place to work.

When he mentioned long hours, that didn’t bother her at all, she was trying to make enough money and save to buy a new car.

“I can work for as long as you need me, Mr. Porter. Right now there’s no one waiting for me to get home, no husband and no boyfriend. So I’m pretty free to work what ever hours you need me to. Even weekends if that’s the case, unless of course you spend it with your wife or girlfriend.”

Well now that was out, she let him know she was free, now she had to find out if he were. That could prove to be very interesting if they both were free.

Since he decided the rest of the place I could learn myself, I followed him back to the office.

“Is now a good time to maybe explain what you’re expecting from me? Let me know more about the job and what type of personal assistance you require? Would any of it mean going out of town?” she asked, smiling at him, “not that I have a problem with that. Just trying to learn as much as I can.”
 
As we walked back into my office, I had to stop myself from smiling too much when I heard you were single. I walked into the office and sat on the edge of my desk, gesturing for you to sit on the chair in front of me.

"well, mostly the job consists of typing up letters for me, occasionally checking over some reports if i'm swamped, the usual assistant sort of stuff" I noted you scribbling on your notepad and from my elevated viewpoint I was getting a fairly good view down your shirt

"there will occasionally be times where I need to go away for meetings and it would be helpful to me if you could come with me on those, would be nice to have some company there too" I smile at you as I say this, wanting to let you know that I would love to spend more time with you
 
“Well, then you just let me know and I’ll make sure I have an overnight bag packed for when ever you have to do this.” she smiled at him, getting the idea he actually wanted to spend time with her.

He hadn’t mentioned a wife or girlfriend, and from the sound of it, like wanting company on his trips, he might be free after all. But she wasn’t going to jump to conclusions and figured she would hear it around the office whether he was or not.

“So, what would you have me do today, she says, leaning a bit forward, teasing him with another peek down her shirt. She also wondered when she was going to be able to get a peek at him.
 
It takes all my will power not to just stare down your shirt. I get the idea that you are trying to show me but I don't want to jump to any conclusions.

I stand up again, "well how about you go get your desk set up with anything that you want, I will head down to grab your staff laptop and I think you should find a few things on there to be doing and maybe meet a few of the reporters as they bring reports for me, sound good?" I ask
 
“Sounds good to me,”

I went to my desk and started looking thru the drawers noting what I would need, besides what the desk already had. I was glad you had shown me where the supply room was. With list in hand I went to get the supplies I would need and returned to my desk as quickly as possible.

When the phone rang, I answered and letting who ever called that you were away from your desk and I would give you the message on your return.
 
I head down to the IT support room and grab your laptop. I stop and turn it on, checking your log on and decide to leave you a message. I open up a notepad document and write

'Welcome to being my new assistant, I can tell we are going to get on well :) Jonny'

I save it and set it so that it will come up when the computer logs in and then turn off the computer and bring it back up. I leave it on the desk and flash a quick smile at you before heading back into my office
 
“Oh, Mr. Porter, here are some messages that came in while you were away.” I said and handed you the short list of messages.

I gave you a sexy smile before you went back in your office and then I started putting away all the supplies I had. Afterwards I opened the lap top and found the message you had left me and liked it very much, especially when you had signed Jonny instead of Mr. Porter. Unable to resist, I sent you one back.

‘Thank you for giving me this chance and I have a feeling I’m going to enjoy working for you very much. Renee;)

When she was thru sending it, she looked to see what was needed to be done and started working on typing some letters he had for her. While she did this, she continued to answer the phone, and before putting the call thru, she would ask if he wanted to speak to that person. She didn’t know if he was like her other boss, but sometimes Mr. Ashburn would be too busy to take certain calls or flat out not want to talk to the person at the time.
 
"Thanks Renee" I reply with a smile, walking into my office

As I'm working, I'm impressed with the job that you are doing so far, I could tell you are a very good assistant and you definitely brighten up the place with your smile.

at about 3:30 I call you into my office for a quick chat about your first day. I sit and wait behind my desk for you to enter the room
 
You call me into your office and as I enter I say, “Yes Mr. Porter, is there something you need? Is my performance so far okay?”

I look at you with a smile on my face, knowing my questions could be taken in several different ways. That is if you wanted to take in a way that didn’t relate to work, I doubt I would mind it.
 
"your performance has been, amazing, Renee" I flash a grin at you as I walk over to you

"I just wanted to know if there is anything else you wanted to get out of the job, anything at all on your mind?" I ask, my eyes drawn to the soft curve of your hips as I speak, the way you stand always drawing my eyes to another of your stunning features. I stand in front of you, my eyes flitting between your hips and face, trying to focus but my eyes drawn away
 
“There’s a lot I’d like to get out of this job and working for you. As far as what’s on my mind…” I pause, noticing the way you are looking at me, focusing more on my body than on my eyes. “I would think the question is what’s on your mind and will I agree to it. Does that sound about right?” I answer, my voice soft and seductive as my eyes take in every inch of your body, more than a time or two.

I walk up closer to you, “The answer is yes I do want more and yes I do agree.” I paused again, this time looking at your gorgeous eyes, sexy smile, lips made to kiss, and then I add, “so what exactly is on your mine?”
 
I place my hands on your hips, pulling you in towards me.

"you know exactly what is on my mind Renee" I say with a smile on my face "your lips, your eyes, the way you give me peeks down your shirt whenever you can, its not a matter of you agreeing, I know you want it and you know it too"

I lean down and kiss your cheek, leaving my face close to yours so I can whisper in your ear "so what is on your mind?"
 
With a sexy smile on my face I look deep into your eyes and my hands go to your shoulders.

“What exactly is on my mind and has been since I first saw you, was how long it would take before you kissed me. And if showing off for you made that happen faster, well, so be it. So, when are you going to kiss me?”
 
"well, that sort of decision needs real consideration, and I've spent the entire day thinking about it"

I lean into you, my body close to yours. I slowly press my lips against yours, my eyes close as I kiss you deeply for a few seconds before pulling away

"so how was that?"
 
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