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She was hired as a personal secretary to two of our company's big bosses only a short while, but she was already creating big waves among the guys in almost every department. She made heads turn including mine every time she walked by, with those very short tight-skirts that showed off her long slender legs and dresses with necklines so low that little was left to our imagination as to what we would see if she took off her blouse. Many of us guys had great difficulty restraining ourselves from just grabbing at her, rip open her clothes and fuck her on the spot.
One thing I always wanted to do was to have my own business. A few months ago I finally decided to get started. It was a small distribution business.
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Every morning I would get myself ready for work — find a dress that looked professional but also clung nicely to my curves, apply makeup, curl my hair, and spritz a small amount of slightly too sexy for work fragrance on the nape of my neck. But his eyes lingered too long, and he trailed his fingers along my back when no one else was around. Nothing had really happened yet, but it was only a matter of time.
I was 26 and married when I joined the company after coming from a large multi-national manufacturing company, with a good salary, and prospects of promotion. But I was attracted by the advert, and after attending for interview I was offered the job of Works Manager and the promise of a Directorship should I succeed in saving the company from collapse. My first look at the problems that faced me, almost convinced me I should turn around and go back to my old job. But I like a challenge, and I certainly liked the owners attitude.
Chapter One. It was a grey, cloudy Tuesday morning. A typical morning in London during its bleak, chilling winter.