Yes Daddy-Closed.

"Excellent, very efficient. Well done."

Niall returned to his office, and tried to focus on his work. He was swamped, a major industry conference was coming up in a couple of weeks, and he was giving an important presentation. On top of everything else that he was juggling, it was a lot.

But even as he tried to work, his mind kept going back to that moment when this Jennifer had walked in on him in his playroom; his shirt off, the bulge in his leather pants quite clearly visible. It had been quite a moment, to be sure. But when he thought back on the look on her face, he didn't see terror, or disgust, or even fright. No. It was something else that he had seen there as her face turned a lovely shade of red. Some combination of lust and curiosity was behind those blushing cheeks, and beautiful eyes, and he just couldn't get it out of his mind.

'Focus!' He said to himself. 'You have had cute PA's before, this one is no different. As long as she is good at her job, nothing else matters, and we will keep this all completely professional.'

But somehow he knew that keeping this completely professional wasn't going to be easy at all.
 
After the It guy was done, she quickly set up the lap top giving her shortcuts to the things she'd need the quickest. She knocked lightly on the door before entering.

"Sir, I've finished with IT, my lap top is arranged proficiently, and i've finished that pile of work. I did have a couple questions on some things the previous person had done. I make it habit to double check my work, so i did hers too. I noticed this information on the contract, it seemed to be incorrect." she handed him the paper. The amount was missing a couple zeros. "I also found these three with similar if not the same issues."

"Now what can I do to lighten your work load?" she questioned professionally.

It had not passed her notice that his shirt was brining out his eyes, the way his shoulders filled it out, and the nice washboard abs she knew was below. Though she tried to keep her mind on the task at hand, making herself indispensable.
 
"Ok, the first thing is to clean up these old issues. Does it look like incompetence or was someone stealing?"

"Then we can move on to travel planning for the conference. Ideally, you would come with me to brief me on people that I will be meeting with, deal with an schedule changes (there are always last minute changes), and the like. Will those dates work for you?"

"Here is a document with all of my travel preferences. Which airlines I like, my frequent flier numbers, aisle vs. window, time of day that I like to eat, the kinds of restaurants I like, all of it. Read it through, do some research, and then propose an itinerary for the conference trip. I generally prefer not to stay at the event hotel, but rather at a nicer place nearby and still within easy walking distance. Four Seasons, The W, Ritz Carlton, someplace like that. See what you can find."
 
"Well, it is possible she was undercharging the same company as either a favor or because she knew them. It also depends if she got the job based on Ian's recommendation." she said shrugging.

She handed him the papers with the undercharging, and took the paper he offered. "I'm at your disposal 24/7" she advised "I'll get on the tickets, and reservations. I'm assuming you'll want first class for yourself only and a suite with two rooms? she asked.

Sitting down in the chair she interviewed in she opened up her laptop and got to searching while she waited for the answer for the airlines + Hotel stay.

She also opened her calendar and a word document while waiting on his reply.
 
"Hmmm. Ok, reach out to Bill in finance. Have him review the invoices, and follow up with the client if necessary - that isn't your job. Well done catching the 'error' - let's hope that it was just that."

"Your comment about 'Ian's recommendation' sounds a bit pointed," he laughed. Not a big fan of my son, eh?

"On a more serious note Jennifer, and I think it is especially important that I say this given the situation of our first meeting, I do not expect you to be 'at my disposal 24/7.' "

Damn this girl was hot. But he needed to draw a line here quickly, or every time she said something like "at your disposal 24/7" his cock was going to twitch, just like it was doing now. It would be ideal to have an excellent PA who was truly full service - but that was just not a thing in the modern age of political correctness...

"Nor do I expect you to share a suite with me at the conference. I appreciate your dedication the job very much. But I don't want you to feel weird about the way that we first met, or about having me as your boss. And I definitely don't want you worrying about what my expectations might be beyond your normal work responsibilities."

"Get me a one bedroom suite, and get yourself a separate room. Nearby on the same floor would be great, next door even better, but they don't need to be adjoining rooms and certainly not all part of the same suite."

"Let me know when you have a couple of options for me to review."
 
"I'll send these to Bill" she advised. "It wasn't meant to be pointed at him, than it would have been her. The girl he um..was with that day, just got expelled from college for plagerism, it was merely a character defect on her part. I don't know if that was the same person that was your PA or not."

"I hadn't thought of it as anything but what the job posting stated Niall. I wasn't in any way referencing our first meeting, nor would I have thought any unprofessionalism on your part. I merely meant it from an efficacy stand point." "Did you wish for me to fly coach or sit next to you on the plane?" She asked softly.

"As we're flying sooner than 90 days I should be able to find us some flights less expensive, if you wish to fly in a day earlier?"
 
"A day earlier is fine if the price is better, and you should sit next to me so that we can work on the plane if necessary. If not, you will undoubtedly enjoy being in business class better than cattle class."

"Find me a place for lunch near the conference each day. I cannot abide dried out sandwiches and bottled water - someplace civilized. Book a table for four each day for lunch, if I don't end up needing to meet with anyone then you can join me. The same for dinner - nice places, far enough from the venue that we won't be inundated with competitors listening to every word."

"I will endeavor to avoid any unprofessionalism," he laughed.

"I am emailing you a link to a folder full of product manuals, read them when you have spare time. It will be helpful for you to understand what we do. Also, as Bill for a list of our top clients, then look their top three leaders up on LinkedIn. I will expect you to be able to recognize them at the conference, and whisper a quick bio into my ear if I need to speak with them."

"That should keep you busy for the rest of the day. Stay at your desk here in my office in case you have any questions - I will be in and out."
 
She typed the notes as he talked keeping eye contact with him. "Business class or First class?" she questioned quickly. "Your list says first, but you just said business. Different airlines have identified them separately.

Jennifer then asked. "Does IT have tablets available for this trip? It will be easier to carry a tablet around and switch to different things on the move, or dinner etc."
She sent bill an email requesting a list of the top three clients for the company.

After he answered, Jennifer moved to her desk in his office and got to work on the other things he mentioned. Going down the list of things he gave her and putting together organized cheat sheets for the top leaders in the top three companies that could or would be joining them at the conference.

She looked at his list of food, and searched the rating. Once the Itinerary draft was set up she waited for the okay before making reservations for each restaurant suggested for Five lunches and Four dinners with tables of four.

Keeping her eyes mostly on her work she couldn't help but sneak glances from time to time at the way walked with such confidence and pose.
 
Over the next few days, they setted in to a good routine. Each day started with a review of open items, and Jennifer briefing Niall on what to expect over the course of his day. If he was going to meet any clients or vendors, she provided a quick reminder of who each person was, what their role was, and what the content of the conversation would be. The finished their day together as well, reviewing any action items that came out of his meetings, and tasking them out to someone in the company for followup.

Niall developed a strong sense of respect for Jen's attitude, her focus on excellence, and her willingness to work hard, even after hours when necessary. They never spoke again about how they had me the first time.

But as their trip to the conference drew closer, his lizard brain kept reminding him that they would be alone in a hotel, with no colleagues around. And that her strong desire to make his life as easy as possible was almost certainly an indicator of an underlying personality that he would find, well, very 'interesting' in a non-work related context.

They also began to relax around each other a least a little bit, with Niall dropping the overly formal Jennifer and deciding that Jen was workable when they were in private.

He found himself wishing that she would stop wearing such formal attire at work - the occassional hints of the shape under the slacks and jackets was very intriguing - but obviously couldn't say anything.

"What time is our flight tomorrow morning? And what is our plan for getting from the airport to the hotel once we land?"
 
Working for Niall, seemingly was working out quite well. She was available when he needed, though he was careful not to over ask. They hadn't talked about their first meeting. But she definitely thought about it from time to time. Mostly at night when it was quiet. This job was very important to her, and she didn't want to screw it up by wanting more then was possible. To be fair he was quite attractive, funny, highly intelligent, and checked every box if she'd made a list of the man she hoped to meet.

"I installed the Uber app on your phone for you to set up and link to your business card. Its really simple. to use." She loved how he occasionally gave her a blank stare..

"Give me your phone unlocked." She said rolling her eyes with a smile. She opened the app and started setting it up. She gave him the phone enter your business card in. She put her hands over her eyes and waited. Once he had it set up she took his phone. "While we are walking to baggage claim I'll get the ride set up. We will arrive at the airport around 9am, go thru the kiosk, check our bags, and board our flight. We arrive around 11, from there we'll go to the hotel check in , about a 15-30 minute drive. We'll settle in take a breath, then meet downstairs at 1215 and walk to the restaurant for our 12:45 reservation"

"the hotel does have a workout room and an indoor hot tub, pool and jacuzzi" she reminded him so he didn't forget to pack his swim trunks if he chose to. "I've also emailed you the interbinary hour by hour. Though if you do find we have some down time, i'd love to check out a couple art galleries. You're welcome to come with me if you'd like. I don't know if that's your thing or not."

They had both gotten very good at leaving their personal lives out of the conversations.
 
"Excellent, well done Jen. Sounds like you have everything planned out."

"Since we do have some downtime this afternoon before things really get going tomorrow, you should go do your art gallery tour. I will hit the gym. Hotel gyms are usually catostrophically bad, but I need a good workout so I will make do."

"Then dinner - what is the plan? Are we going our separate ways or eating together tonight?"
 
"Okay, then I'll do that, and probably come back for a swim" she said lightly managing to keep the disappointment from her voice. No one really wants to go around a new town by themselves. But she could completely understand him wanting to keep this strictly business. "Your call, I reserved your table of four incase you met up with business. Or if you want me to join you, let me know "

She just assumed he meant tomorrow night and not tonight. As they both had packing to do. She needed to bring the laptop, and the tablet, and ensure that everything she needed was updated. She also needed to ensure she had the outfits for the conference and her casual wear, and swim suit, hair products etc.

One good thing that came from getting this job, was being able to move out on her own. She loved her little apartment that over looked the lake. She loved to sit out on the balcony at night and just enjoy her space. She probably spent most nights going over everything for the next day to be sure he was up to date, and was where he needed to be, with all the prepped information. She liked to separate and organize everything so all he had to do was swipe on his laptop.

Making his life easier, meant that her life was easier. There wasn't any last minute can't find something. That would be enough to drive anyone insane.
 
"Great. Why don't you hit your galleries, they really aren't my thing. I will check in with the office and then get in a solid workout. Then we can meet up at the pool for a swim, and then head out to dinner. The next few days will be very social, I would prefer to keep it to just the two of us tonight."

Ok. Be honest with yourself. You want to see her in her bathing suit, don't you you lecher. And then you want her all to yourself over dinner, since you never get time alone with her that isn't completely focused on work. And maybe you will each have a drink or two, and then the conversation won't be quite so work focused.

His work mind and his lizard brain went back and forth a few more times before deciding that really, there was nothing inappropriate about the proposed plan. It was perfectly innocent. Right?
 
"sounds like we'll have a plan for tomorrow then, but if anything comes up , meeting wise I'll understand." she said as a matter of fact.
It wasn't until she was home in her apartment trying to decide on the one piece or the two piece that she allowed herself to think about him shirtless, water escalading off of his hot body, dripping down his abs slow motion, like watching Colin firth come out of the lake in pride n prejudice.

For the first time in her life she found her clit aching, she closed her eyes and rubbed her clit thinking of him shirtless, telling her to get on her knees. Was she his naughty girl, oh god she wanted to be. Just like that she had her first orgasm to the image of her boss, and his happy trail, and those abs. How was she ever going to look at him tomorrow. She wondered.

Then like clock work her phone rang, "Um hello?, Yes i'll meet you at the office and we'll take the car to the airport." she advised "Okay have a good night". She marveled at herself. It was okay to secretly drool and lust over him on her own time. She just proved she was more than capable of switching into business mode. Her ability to do that would keep her from getting fired.

Next day:

She got all her business outfits, a few cocktail dresses , and a couple of back up outfits incase something happened to one of them in her hanging bag and folded it inside her carryon, along with her bikini and one piece, her make up bag, toiletries, and the few pieces of costume jewelry she selected for the outfits. As usual she was at the office early, and brought them some to go coffee's and his particular breakfast craving he generally forgot, or didn't have the time to pick up.

His driver took them to the airport and dropped them off at their airlines terminal. She had her purse and tablet , laptop, and chargers inside her carryon bag. For flying she chose some cotton form fitting pants, and an oversized hoodie with a tank top under it.
 
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