Shannon awoke full of energy, excited about whatever the day ahead had in store for her. After sucking off her grandfather in her walk-in closet yesterday, she'd ended up almost rubbing her pussy raw the rest of the night, remembering the feel of her grandfather's huge cock in her mouth, and the luxurious taste of his hot thick cum as he'd splashed her tonsils with a massive load.
Her boyfriend, Steve, had called, wanting to see her. No doubt, he'd been hoping for a blowjob, or at least an invite over so he could check out Shannon's mother, Meredith, who he seemed to be paying far too much attention to lately. But after being with her grandfather Ted, Shannon had no desire whatsoever to even see Steve. She'd happily told him about the offer she'd accepted to be the wealthy man's intern for the summer, a job that would have her travelling most of the summer, and far away from Steve, much to his dismay. After virtually blowing off the young man, she'd returned to her room, her fingers once more seeking out her overheated pussy.
This morning, she'd packed her personal items and a few articles of clothing, based on her grandfather's instructions that he would be furnishing her entire wardrobe. The 18-year old found herself getting aroused again, wondering what a 56-year old would pick out for her to wear. After seeing the way he looked at her yesterday, she knew it would be sexy, no matter what he chose.
"DING DONG!"
"Finally," Shannon thought, racing to the door. She'd been looking at the time on her cell phone every minute of two for the last half hour, impatiently waiting for 10:00 o'clock to come. And now, right on the button, the doorbell rang. Her grandfather had said his secretary, Claudia, was picking her up and taking her shopping, with Shannon due to join up with her grandfather in the afternoon. She'd heard her grandfather mention Claudia many times, but Shannon had never met the woman. She knew Claudia had been her grandfather's secretary for over ten years, and she knew he had often said he wouldn't have been as successful as he was without this woman's proficient assistance.
Shannon opened the door to find a tall gorgeous woman facing her. The woman had to be at least 5'-10" tall, and even then, her 4" heels made her look even taller. She had frosty blonde hair, which seemed to be of middle length, but right now it was pulled up in a loosely-tied bun, feathery tendrils of wispy hair wicking down and licking sensually at her long regal neck. She had a gorgeous face, like a model, with sharp features and pronounced cheekbones. Her eyes were a vivid blue, her mouth wide and full, her lips painted a brilliant red. Her aquiline nose was slim and matched the rest of her features perfectly.
Shannon let her eyes drift down to take in what the woman was wearing. She wore a cream-colored skirt suit, the rich ivory tone accentuating her deeply tanned skin and lustrous blonde hair. The jacket fit perfectly over a French-cut white blouse, with the slim lapels of the shirt collar overlapping her jacket. The jacket couldn't hide a set of nicely-shaped breasts that strained at the front of her blouse. Shannon guessed the woman had a generous set of C-cups there. Her matching pencil skirt hugged her long slim legs sensually, the hem ending teasingly a couple of inches above her dimpled knees. She had a heart-shaped rear end that the tight-fitting skirt clung to attractively as it followed the flowing contours of her tall body. Her tanned legs were bare, and looked smooth as silk as they glistened in the sun. Her calves were full and toned, her ankles trim and well-defined. Her sky-high ivory pumps had a wickedly pointy toe, and a slim heel that looked incredibly sexy. As Shannon looked her up and down, she knew she'd been right when she told her grandfather she had nothing in her wardrobe to wear in the business world. This woman was the epitome of the powerful female executive. She looked tremendously successful, and alluringly sexy—just the way Shannon hoped to be one day.
"You must by Shannon," the beautiful woman said, giving Shannon a wide smile as she extended her hand. Her smile was infectious, and Shannon found herself smiling back as she shook the woman's hand.
"And you must be Claudia," the young girl replied, the woman's hand slipping into hers for a confident shake.
"Yes, I'm Claudia. Are you all set? We have a lot to do before you meet up with Mr. Lockhart...er...your grandfather, this afternoon."
"Yes, I've been waiting," Shannon said eagerly, pointing to her two small bags she'd placed in the front vestibule. She'd already said her goodbyes to her parents, who left earlier for a golf game at their private club.
"Come with me, my dear," Claudia said, motioning for Shannon to follow her. "Miles will take care of that." Shannon hadn't noticed the chauffeur standing behind Claudia until the statuesque woman turned and motioned to the young girl's luggage. The chauffeur sprang forward as Claudia walked toward the waiting limousine, her arm extended for Shannon to join her. The young girl quickly fell in step as they slid into the big car, the chauffeur following behind and storing her bags in the trunk.
"So you're supposed to be taking me shopping for clothes to wear for work?" Shannon asked Claudia as Miles put the big car into gear and pulled away from the house.
"Oh no, dear. Your work clothes have already been taken care of. They're in your room at the hotel. Your grandfather has already taken care of the things he wants you to wear for work, and clothes he expects you to wear when you accompany him to social functions."
"He's already taken care of that?" Shannon asked, somewhat confused. "How...how did he know my size?"
"Shannon, your grandfather is one of the most powerful men in the world. There isn't much he doesn't know. For example, you have a credit card that was issued to you when you were 16, right?"
"Yes."
"With your grandfather's connections in the financial world, it's not hard for him to find out what you bought, where you bought it, and what size you bought." Claudia paused as Shannon took in this tidbit of information. "You'd be surprised at how much your grandfather knows about you. But trust me, he only has your best interests at heart, and...he has excellent taste in women's clothing. I'm sure you're going to love the things he's gotten you."
"Then what are we shopping for?"
"We'll be stopping at a store for you to pick up some makeup and accessories—those things are a little out of your grandfather's area of expertise. That's why he's asked me to accompany you." Shannon nodded her head in understanding. Claudia was beautiful, her clothing, hair and makeup a work of art. She looked like she had just stepped off the pages of a fashion magazine. Shannon could tell that Claudia was probably in her early forties, but she had the body of someone years younger. Her face was free of any wrinkles, but she just had the experienced and confident look of a mature woman. "From there, we're off to the beauty salon. Your grandfather is quite demanding on how he likes his interns to look, but with your natural beauty, sweetheart, there's not much those stylists will need to do."
Shannon felt herself blushing as the woman looked her up and down, the young girl's body nicely on display in a floral party dress and strappy flat sandals she'd chosen to wear. It was the nicest thing she had, and she wanted to make as good a first impression as she could. Her young breasts strained at the confines of the tight dress, and she noticed the older woman looking at her lush young body with a look of interest on her face. Shannon was happy to see that Claudia seemed pleased with the way she looked. As Shannon thought about their itinerary for the morning, and then about the items she'd packed, she had to ask something.
