A/N: When I originally submitted this story I was okay with it but wasn't sure I really liked it. I was trying something that I hoped would become a series of unrelated stories all on the theme of one person sexually teasing another.
One of the comments I received (thanks Stevie1965) said the ending didn't live up to the beginning and middle. So I've decided to re-write the ending. Hopefully, I've made this story a little better.
Thanks for reading.
GM01
"....and with that, allow me to introduce the newest Associate at Greenwald, Emerson, and Fitzpatrick, Jonathon Myers."
Jonathon looked around the room filled with Partners, Associates and paralegals attending the regular Monday morning meeting and acknowledged their hellos and welcomes. The speaker was Charles Emerson, senior and Managing Partner of the firm. Today was Jon's first day with the firm and he had been instructed to sit in on his first meeting to get a feel for the type of cases and legal work the firm handled.
As the meeting broke up a few people introduced themselves and offered their help if he needed it, which was nice. Then Helen Dumais, the Office Manager took him in her charge and brought him to his new office. As an Associate his office was small and on the 'inside ring' of offices so it had no window. As the newest Associate his office was the smallest.
Helen explained that Associates shared assistants with one of the Partners and that the assistant assigned to him, Gloria Partridge, was out of the office today but would be in tomorrow. Gloria sat outside the Partner's office across from Jon's. She supported Don Kennedy (the Partner) and another Associate, Ellen Rivkind. Ellen's office was several doors away from Jon's.
His first day was fast moving if not exciting as Helen showed him all the mundane things like how the phone system worked, where the break and copy rooms were, the rest rooms, etc. He had lunch with a few partners in the conference room and then in the afternoon the IT department set up his laptop and screens, email and other logins. Security gave him his building and office pass and the keys to his desk and file cabinets. At five, Don stopped into his office and told him to head home as there wasn't much more he could accomplish this day. Don said to enjoy it because going forward it wouldn't often that he'd be leaving this early.
Back in his hastily rented studio apartment Jon called his girlfriend back home, Tina, and talked about his first day. Tina and Jon had met in college when he was a senior and she was a freshmen and their relationship had weathered his time in law school. Jon liked Tina and hoped that she could find a job in or near the city. Tina was still living with her parents as she looked for work.
After spending a quiet night alone in his rather barren apartment Jon woke early on Tuesday to ensure he was at work well before the 'official' 8:30 start time and he was. He was behind is desk with a cup of coffee around 7:45 when Don walked in and veered into Jon's office before his own.
"Happy to see you're an early riser, Jon. Give me ten minutes and then stop into my office. I have an assignment you can help me with. A few other partners will likely hand you assignments today as well."
"Looking forward to getting busy, sir," Jon smiled earnestly.
"Oh, you'll be busy," Don chuckled in response.
One of Don's corporate clients was being sued for breach of contract by another company. Jon's assignment was to research case law on on two specific points of contract law. Jon would be quite busy using the online law library to research cases pertaining to these points and demonstrating how Don could use them as precedent to support the client's defense.
As he was deeply engrossed in this activity Jon became aware of a commotion in the hall outside his office. It wasn't exactly a commotion, more like an increase in the level of energy that he could sense or feel. Catching movement out of the corner of his eye, he looked up to see a female form breezing by his office door. The woman then swerved to move behind the assistant's desk and he heard a voice that could only be described as sultry call out "Good morning, Don."
"Good morning, Gloria," Don called back. (Clearly Gloria, the assistant he would be sharing with Don and Ellen, had arrived.)
Craning his neck a bit Jon tried to get a look at Gloria but she was bent over while seated and the walls of her cube were high enough to to obscure his view. Jon went back to his research. A few minutes later his concentration was interrupted.
That very sultry voice wafted over him causing him to look up from his monitor as he heard, "Hmmmm, so you're my new man?"
Posed in the frame of his doorway was a woman that Jon didn't believe could ever exist. With one hand on the door jamb, one hand on her cocked hip, one leg crossed in front of the, foot balancing on the toe of her high heel stood a woman that just... radiated SEX.
Unaware that his mouth had fallen open as he stared at this luscious female in front of him Jon's body was frozen in place. Slowly details began to register in his consciousness. She did not possess the beauty of a model or actress, or the body of a dancer or cheerleader. She would never be the most attractive woman in a room, but she would still command the eyes every hetero male (and probably more than a few lesbian females).
This woman exuded sexuality and sensuality. Her face was framed by thick tresses of flowing black hair. The face itself was very attractive in an indescribable way. Piercing brown eyes under dark, perfectly plucked eyebrows, an aquiline nose above a fairly wide mouth with smooth, full lips over a strong jawline. Her long neck flowed to shoulders that were neither too wide nor too narrow.
Voluptuous would be the best description of her body though the word is inadequate to fully describe the pillowy bosom, tapered waist and rounded hips she possessed. Her legs were firm, almost muscular and complimented her overall look. She clearly wore makeup but it wasn't overdone. Smokey shades drew attention to her eyes and light pink lip gloss perfectly accented her lips. Her fingernails were long, maybe a half inch, beautifully manicured in a deep red and made her fingers look long and delicate.
Her attire consisted of a black skirt that hugged tightly to every curve of her lower half and ended well above her knee. Above she wore a maroon, silk blouse that contained a deep vee neckline that revealed a just short of scandalous amount of cleavage. Drawing attention to this feature were three silver necklaces, each with a sparkly pendant, the third of which lay nestled in the start of the crevasse between her boobs. One wrist held an assortment of silver bangle bracelets. Her legs were sheathed in black stockings (not pantyhose, Jon would later learn) and on her feet were black leather platform pumps with a thin, 5" heel.
Gloria prowled (there can be no other way to describe her movement) into Jon's office, each step accompanied by a soft swish as her nylon covered thighs moved beneath her skirt. She extended her hand to the sound of her bracelets jingling and introduced herself.
"Hello, Jon and welcome. I'm Gloria and I'm looking forward to working closely with you," she purred. As he stood to shake her hand Jon could feel her eyes roam up and down his body.
