Lauren was my new assistant. 21, hard-working, and fresh out of College, she was perfect for a middle-aged, single, successful bachelor like me. She had just arrived last week at the law office where I served as a district supervisor, and she soon became more of my servant than anything. She brought me my coffee on time, scheduled everything flawlessly, and wasn't bad to look at.
She dressed very formally, often in a business suit and pants, but sometime she wore a miniskirt that didn't leave much to the imagination. Lauren's eyes were a bright blue, and her lips a crimson red. She had her long, blonde hair in a tight bun tied to the back of her head and had a terrific smile.
I, on the other hand, was nearing 40, but didn't look that part. I was tall, well over 6'5 and well-built. My jet-black hair was naturally spiky, thanks in part to my Japanese roots, and despite my heritage, I was very tan, seeing as I spent many of my vacation days in my beach home near Miami.
Today, I wasn't in the greatest of moods. One of my guys had lost a big case, and I was forced to let him go. He was a good friend of mine and I had dinner with him and his wife on more than one occasion, but it's a cutthroat business and there was nothing I could do. It was his job or mine.
Anyway, Lauren was busy with some paperwork, and I watched her from behind from my desk. Her round, little ass was a sight for sore eyes, as were her perky, young breasts. She crossed the hall to my office and placed a folder on my desk.
"Is there anything else you'd like me to do, Mr. Jusuki?"
"Well, some sex would be nice," I laughed.
Her expression, however, remained professional.
"Would you like to schedule that for right now?"
