It was Friday, about two hours before my shift was to end. I glanced at the note that had just been placed on my desk. It was from the office manager of the call center I work in. 'Come see me when this call is done' is all it said.
Having no idea what bug might be up her ass, I wasn't looking forward to it but I did as requested. When I walked in her office, she was there with a lady younger than either of us. This woman was a knock-out! Long, thick, dark hair, soft brown eyes, full and tantalizing lips, and a body that screamed things to my anatomy that shouldn't have been being heard. "This is Deanne," said Sheila, my manager. "She's the new Corporate Director."
Deanne and I shook hands and smiled at each other but it was nothing more than the obligatory smiles that's so prevalent in these situations. I did notice however, that her hands were very soft and warm. I scanned quickly over her as she walked away to seat herself in a chair at the table in the middle of the room. Her flowing knee-length skirt was one of those that made you think you could see through it, but you actually couldn't. She had on a beige blouse that not only accentuated her dark hair and tanned skin, but flattered her ample bosom as well.
For those of you who know me, you'll not be surprised that I more closely examined her legs and ass - all of which easily achieved the "you can eat crackers in my bed" approval. The shape of her ass was nothing less than the one I had wet dreams from my whole life.
Not consciously realizing that Deanne had sat down and I was still staring at her shapely thighs that were now exposed to me, it was the voice of Sheila that snapped me back to the situation at hand. "Please have a seat. We have something to discuss with you."
Those words not only snapped me out of the trance I was in, but they sent a chill through me as well. Was I getting fired? Why introduce me to the new CM? What the hell is going on? My mind was now racing with countless but silent questions.
Seating myself at the same side of the table as Deanne was at, I took the opportunity to shoot another glance at her. My God! She was so sexy!! Good thing I was now seated or I would have been arrested for sexual misconduct due to the bulge in my pants! Those legs and thighs of hers were just begging me to pay some physical attention to them! I drew a quick mental picture of seeing her naked and I could easily envision me attacking her, sucking and enjoying those breasts, kissing those full lips, and pounding my cock into her seductive ass.
The meeting had been only going for a few minutes when Sheila looked at me and said, "you have been selected to go to Corporate for a month and have Deanne train you for a new position."
I immediately and uncontrollably grinned as I turned that statement into something purely sexual. I'd be more than happy to have Deanne train me for any position she wanted me in, and ultimately I knew this meant Deanne and I would be working closely together. That was fine with me but I had to wonder - is broken zipper replacements a tax write-off for job expense?
This woman would certainly be testing my professionalism as well as my self-control, but I had learned from the conversation that she was also on the Board of Directors so I figured it was in my best interest to not only learn everything she wanted to teach me, (still grinning here), but to make sure my hormones stayed under control.
The biggest shock was that I would be spending the next month in Hawaii and it would be paid for by the company! I'd be on the Island of Oahu! HOLY SHIT!!! Now, I admit that I don't know a whole lot about geography, but I knew that was where Pearl Harbor, Honolulu, the famous Waikiki beach, and, (a little bit of trivia here), the only palace on US soil - Iolani Palace, were all situated on that island.
I was still in shock the next week as I sat there beside Deanne on a jet, waiting to taxi out to start the flight. The flight was soon underway and it took little time for her and I to relax around each other. She was really easy to talk to and had a sense of humor that was close to my own.
She informed me that she was not of the 'all work' mentality and she expected me to enjoy the Island and all it's treasures. Not being one to resist an opportunity to investigate future opportunities, I asked if she was going to be my personal guide. Surprisingly, she said that she was planning on showing me a few places. My delight was impossible to hide as a big smile once again overtook my face.
Glancing down at her shapely legs that were escaping from under her thin, black skirt, I wondered if this lady ever wore slacks! I hoped she did or I could easily see myself being in in a hell of a lot of trouble around her. Even her voice, which had a slight accent to it, was seductive. The combination of her personality, her body, that magnificent long hair, and her voice were all so sensual that I spent most of the flight trying to nonchalantly hide the throbbing erection I had smuggled on board like a jewel thief with the Hope Diamond.
During the flight she informed me that there was a company paid rental car for me at the Honolulu International airport and I was to drive her to her house, then follow her to the hotel I'd be staying at. My smile and my erection both grew larger.
Several hours later the jet had landed and Deanne and I were driving to her house. I was following her verbal directions while trying to visually absorb all the beauty around me - both the geographic and feminine beauty.
