Chapter 1

It was barely 7AM when Marc entered the parking lot to his office suite. After working from home during Covid and a long vacation, his company had ordered him back to the office at the beginning of the new year.

His job as a financial trader was pretty much his life and starting early and leaving late was pretty much business as usual. He made lots of money and made the company even more money. Going back to the office wasn’t great, but the money was worth it.

The company had rented a new space where he had his own entrance. The whole building was laid out that way, so each worker could have maximum social distance. He was a loner anyway, so it worked for him. Work was his life and although he needed the juniors, legal team and other co-workers, he preferred to do that by email and phone as much as possible...

The building didn’t have any windows and didn’t look very inviting. He had seen other cars in the parking lot, but didn’t see anybody around. It gave him a bit of an eerie feeling. He unlocked the door to his suite and opened the door.

Just as he opened the door and stepped in, he was caught by surprise. Somebody was in his suite. The door had been locked, so seeing somebody inside was the last thing he expected.

The lobby had a couch for guests to wait, a desk and an office chair and a large plant. The couch was empty, but behind the desk was brunette, in her late twenties was his first guess. She was not the typical lawyer type secretary, he noticed right away, but was dressed like one with a white tight blouse. Her face reminded him of a girl that you would expect at a 70ies flower power party.

“Hi, I am Lydia, but please call me L”, the woman said as she stood up from her desk and walked over to shake his hand, “I am your personal assistant starting today.”

Marc looked surprised. He never had a secretary or PA before. This must be a new thing he thought. He had heard of some others having an assistant, but for him it was new. That made him feel better about going back to the office. Who wouldn’t want a personal assistant. He felt it was a milestone in his career.

“The ownership team just wanted to show how grateful they are for their most valuable employees and I am here to make sure that your days in the office are as pleasant as they can be.”, she continued with a friendly smile.

“Hi L, welcome and it is nice to meet you”, Marc said and part of him was expecting her to do a little twirl.

He stared at her up and down. Wavy brown hair hanging loose on her shoulders, very light or no make-up, a white skirt that maybe was slightly too small for her, given her large breasts, and a tight at the waist, but loose hanging black skirt showing the bottom part of her legs and open toed shoes with a small heel. She was at least twenty years younger than he was.

The clothes seemed a bit off, the blouse too tight and white but not a silk material. Her hair was wilder than you would expect and not in a tail. Maybe she was a stripper, he thought and some co-worker was playing a prank on him.However he was not close with any co-workers so probably not.

Lydia locked the outside door behind him and opened the door to his office. She walked in first and he followed her, still somehow confused about all the new things. She had a key, so I guess her story was legit, he figured.

She closed the office door behind him after he had entered. Marc looked around. From the parking, you wouldn’t notice that the office was on the hill. Marc’s office had windows on the outside and had therefore a great view of the city. Thanks to the hill, the building was higher than most around, so the view was unobstructed.

“Wow, what a view”, he said. He was watching Lydia stand in front of the window and the city waking up behind her. Her butt looked great in her skirt. As it was only tight at her butt but very loose around her legs, it allowed her to walk easily. The shoes were more made for comfort, than style, giving again the overall bohemian look that she exhumed, like she was hiding a wilder side.