This is the sequel to my previous submission, Show & Tell Dinner. If you like this story I would suggest reading the first one as well. I have a few sequels for this story to follow in the future. Thanks for you votes.
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The front bell jingled as someone entered the office on the sunny Saturday. I could only think of one person who might come in at that time. I walked out of the conference room where I'd been preparing some paperwork and saw Alice standing nervously by the front door. "Come on in!" I yelled and waved her out of the small waiting room where we detain our clients.
Her smile was warm, but tainted by slight nervousness. We met halfway across the front room to shake hands. "Glad you could make it," I told her, letting warmth seep from my voice.
She tucked some loose strands of hair behind her ear. "Thanks for seeing me on a Saturday."
"Not a problem. It's good to see what this office looks like on a weekend every once in a while, anyway."
I escorted her through the front room that acted as the secretarial office and down a short hallway to the conference room. I had had the interior decorated with a glass top conference table. The chairs were metal framework with soft cloth stretching across them. Arranged in one corner away from the table were a set of recliners and a couch. Along the far wall stretched a few cabinets, a sink, and a small refrigerator.
"Well," I said, motioning towards the conference table where I had a pile of papers waiting, "Shall we get started?"
Her shoulders bunched tightly enough that I could feel my shoulders tightening in sympathy. I pulled a seat back for her. She took it and barely breathed a thanks.
I took a seat at the end of the table. Her chair was the first on my right, so we could face each other without being straight across from each other. "Okay. There's one important matter I want to get out of the way first." She turned large wide doe eyes to me. "That is: relax. Take a deep breath. I'm not here to interrogate you. I just want to learn more about you. Almost like a date, except without the excitement of wondering when I'm going to kiss you."
Alice smiled a little, her shoulders relaxing with the fading tension. I began again, "Okay. Now we can get started. Do you know what we do here and what your duties would be if you worked here?" She shook her head and I explained. I watched her reactions as I did so, trying to read her. Watch her reaction to specific words. Learn more about her through her body language than she'd be able to tell me.
The rest of the interview went well. The more we talked, the more she relaxed. True to my word, I stayed professional, only asking questions relating to work and the interview at hand. Alice and I were winding down when the front bell jingled. I didn't get up, figuring it was just the mailman dropping a package into the unlocked entryway. Presently Katie appeared in the doorway holding a pizza box over her shoulder, waitress style. I glanced down her gorgeous frame to find it clad in a thin white t-shirt and dark blue, skin tight shorts. Her legs were bare, except for the high heels on her feet. I was starting to think she wore heels for jogging.
"Hi Katie. I believe you and Alice met last night."
Katie approached and extended her free hand in greeting. "Not officially. I'm Katie. It's nice to see you again."
We both noticed Alice's eyes sliding down Katie's body as she replied, "Likewise."
Katie gave me a knowing wink and set the pizza box on the table. "I brought pizza. I figured you two would probably be hungry after all that talking."
I smiled at her. Letting my eyes rest against her breasts where she was taking quite some time to set the box down. Apparently she had decided to go braless. Her tits hung heavily from her chest, the nipples poking against the fabric of the t-shirt.
She straightened. I cleared my throat before talking. "Yes, thank you. I was just about to invite Alice out for lunch, anyway."
I was in the cupboards retrieving some paper plates when Alice answered, "Oh, thank you. But I ate before I came. I was too nervous to not eat."
"Nervous?" Katie asked, placing a couple of slices on each plate. "What in the world were you nervous about?"
"I don't know. Just the chance at the best job of my life so far, I guess. I've never worked in an office before."
"Well, you can relax, 'cause there's nothing to it. Especially with a boss like Kyle that's such a push over." Katie gave Alice a mischievous grin. Without taking her eyes off Alice she slid a hand down my body from chest to waist, her fingers lingering at the button of my pants.
"Push over, huh?" I rumbled. "I think it's about time I gave you some extra work load."
Katie's eyes sparkled with a grin, even as she threw her hands up in mock exasperation. "Oh no, anything but that. I'd hate to work harder for your load."
We both laughed, settling into the couch with our slices of pizza. Alice joined us on a chair nearby. "Will that be expected of me if I work for you?"
"What's that?" I asked.
"That I also work for your load?" her eyes dropped to my groin for emphasis.
I was quick to respond. "No, not at all. I don't hire people based on their ability to sexually please me. Katie worked for me for over a year before we decided to make our relationship a little more than boss/secretary."
Alice nodded slowly. "Good. Because I don't think I could work here if it was expected of me."
"You didn't shy away from his exposure last night, though," Katie added.
"No," she said, shaking her head. "I just don't want to work in a place where sex is expected of me. I want to be able to get my kicks my way, without fear of losing my job."