The Assistant

  Paige was at work trying to figure out what exactly to do about her situation. She was almost daydreaming as she sat at her cubicle waiting to hand over the things she had prepared for the bosses she worked for. A shared assistant that was one of the best she was in high demand and found that her job now included a few extra people that she was not supposed to work for.She knew though that she had a good reputation for working. Though she had heard a few rumors about how she moved up the companies ladders quickly. None of them were good. She had ignored them for the most part. She had no desire to give into the demands of the bosses nor would she back down with her other assistants. They had things to do for their bosses.Giving in to those types of things was not like her. She was there to work and get the job done. She would buy their presents for their wives and girlfriends. She would type everything up. She would answer calls and schedu

 Paige had put off the things she needed to do. She knew that everything was going to be fine the next day but she had to do her laundry. That was her goal for the day even though again she didn’t want to carve out the time to do it and sit there.She bundled her things up and walked to the basement of the building. The old light flickering in the distance always made her feel slightly uneasy but she knew she had too.She then placed everything right in the washer knowing that she should do two loads but there was no way she was feeding this machine which happened to be the only one that would actually work most of the time, that many quarters. She opened the lids and then placed everything where it needed to be. Then closed it and shoved the quarters int eh slots to start the machine. It would be about forty minutes and she had this done to a science. The machine was locked for the moment. No one could open it.She walked back upstairs to her

  “What were you talking about that you picked me for this job?” she asked when she could finally catch her breath and have a coherent thought again. She had spent years doing this job with no one ever looking at her the way that he just had though her rise through the ranks had garnered some comments like, “She had spent a lot of time on her knees.” Or “She is better on her back then in the chair.” She had ignored them, but now she was wondering if her frustration and him being him led her to do the entirely wrong thing. This was the man who was supposed to enforce the rules about certain interactions and fraternization.“Paige, I have been watching everyone. That is my job. Though some of the other assistants have found ways to get around the company’s rules, you have not. Do you know how I got this position? It was quite easy, really. It was by reporting on everyone who works here and their ability t

 One by one, each item that was covering her body was making a pile on the floor. “Seriously? Here?” she hissed as his hand made quick work of her clothes.“This is honestly the perfect place. Trust me, this isn’t a first, nor is it the last for something to happen in these dressing rooms.” He said softly. She was completely bare to him by the time he had shrugged of his shirt. He looked over at the pile of items he had brought and knew he didn’t really ever need to see her in them. He thought they were good and well designed. He knew just looking at her was enough to turn his cock hard. Working with her was going to be near impossible for him, but that was his own choosing. He wanted her the first time he saw her. That only grew until she was in front of him, and her wardrobe malfunction gave his mind the one chance to get her with him. His hand ran down her back and gripped her ass. He pulled her closer to him. H

 As the day progressed into the late afternoon, the two people in the office moved around it to make it seem like he had always been there, and this wasn’t new. He watched her as she helped him unpack his boxes from the other office, which was smaller and more to his tastes in the first place. He didn’t like to be seen to much. It was better for him if he wasn't. This office was higher up. It was where the management was. It was closer to the top levels he wanted to avoid as well.It was also about four times the size of his last one. He never had to think about how to fill that space. Now he was left with huge areas of the blank office that screamed for something. He had no idea what that something was, though. He hoped she would. He wasn’t lying when he had said he had been told he had a horrible taste when it came to things. He had been, numerous times throughout his life. “What else does it need?” he asked as