Being your own boss is great, no-one tells you what to do, everyone is deferential towards you and you basically get whatever you want, even to the point of hiring and firing people. On this occasion as I looked across the room at the beautiful, well stacked body of Georgina, I was remembering with particular pleasure the day I had decided to hire her as a secretary in the accounts department. She was not the most qualified candidate for the job, but her qualifications were adequate and her other 'assets' had ensured that she was ahead of the competition.
Now Georgie was no youngster, but at 45 years old she was a hell of a good looking woman, one might say she was a stereotypical MILF. She stood at about 5 foot seven and about 120 lbs, with light brown hair that she usually wore 'up' and the most enchanting brown eyes. She had the most beautiful, well endowed body I have ever seen. Her tits had got to be 38D and most men, including myself couldn't take their eyes off them, - a phenomena which clearly amused Georgie as she used them to her full advantage, often leaning forward in front of people to show off her lovely cleavage. She had left many of my employees needing a bathroom break after chatting to them for five minutes.
Her waist was not slim, but she didn't in any way carry any weight either and she had the most gorgeously rounded ass and lovely legs to support it. In short, she was every man's wet dream and I was lucky enough to be her boss.
Georgie had never been anything but prim and proper with me, displaying none of the flirting or provocative behavior she did with the other men, which sometimes disappointed me, but I guess she thought she needed to be more circumspect with the boss and curtailed her flirty antics. We had merely had polite discussions about her two grown up children, who were now at college and her husband of 20 years, who she described as "a pain in the ass." I had overheard her on a couple of occasions complaining to one of the other women how he wasn't interested in sex anymore, - a situation I just could not fathom because just looking at this woman gave me a hard on!
On this particular day everything about our employer / employee relationship was about to change and I would never see Georgie in the same light again. As she entered my office, I noticed that today she was wearing a particularly low cut woolen dress and as she walked towards me I noticed her tugging at it around the waist as though it was making her uncomfortable.
"Having problems?" I asked as she approached my desk.
"No, - Nothing losing a few pounds wouldn't correct." she jokingly replied.
"You've got to be kidding me" I said. "You look great,- you don't need to lose any weight."
"Thanks for that, - but I'm just not happy with my body." She complained.
Before I thought what I was saying, my next few words were out, as I heard myself say, " Well I am very happy with your body."
I couldn't believe it, - what had I said? What was I thinking? I waited to be verbally slapped down, but I wasn't. She just gave a cheeky smile and said "well thanks, kind sir."
I pressed my luck and said, " I always think you look very sexy and well, in that woolen dress and the way it clings to your body, it's enough to drive a man wild."