Chapter 1

My name is Lisa and am a 43 year old, Rooms Manager at a high-end and very exclusive resort in a tourist town in southern California. I oversee several employees and command a six-digit salary which I have earned through very hard work and dedication. My job comes with major pressure from ownership to meet budgets and make sure their monetary bottom line is met. I also manage a plethora of needy employees who each represent a challenge of their own. Part of my current work overload was being caused by our understaffing issues. One of longtime and reliable employees had quit her position with very little notice putting me in a bind right in the middle of our busy season. Luckily for me, help was on the way. According to the Human Resources manager, one of the girls from the Reception department was interested in making the interdepartmental shift to my department. I was very enthused about this prospect since this girl would have already been well versed with our operating system and of course would know our resort well. In essence, she would hit the ground running within our department and allow us some much-needed immediate relief. Her name was Kaylee and although I didn’t know her very well and didn’t work with her much, the few interdepartmental interactions I had with her were always cordial and positive. Before Kaylee’s official transfer, I had to do a formal interview her. This was more of a formality since her transfer was solidified.

I had scheduled the interview at the end of the day and due to the high volume of calls, I had to keep Kaylee waiting for about fifteen minutes, but I was sure she would understand.

“Hi Rachel, can you send Kaylee in please?” I asked one of my employees, Rachel over the speaker.

“Certainly, Lisa I will send her right in,” responded Rachel. As soon as Kaylee walked into my office, she literally lit the entire office up with her radiant smile, luscious dark strawberry blonde hair and amazing light skin tone. She couldn’t of been more than 20 years old. Her physical appearance took me by surprise as this was not how I remembered her. She was wearing a rather short Tori Burch baby blue sundress that went at least ten inches above her knees which left very little to the imagination when it came to her defined and soft legs. Although she was wearing a soft cashmere sweater over her sundress, you couldn’t help but notice her perky breasts which I could only guess were at least a C cup, much bigger than my diminutive A cup breasts. I couldn’t help but feel that her physical appearance and attire overshadowed my own even though I didn’t consider myself ugly. In fact, in my early days living in Georgia I was very involved in pageantry because of my looks. Besides the proverbial college drunk make out session with my college girlfriend, I was a straight woman by all intends and purposes and was married with two kids. Nevertheless, I didn’t mind checking out my fellow female muses just like many other women do when they size each other up.

“Hi Kaylee, how are you today?” I asked as my eyes were still fixated on the young new employee.

“I’m okay. I thought our interview was to start 15 minutes ago?” asked Kaylee in an annoyed tone as she took a seat across my desk in the guest seat and crossed her legs as her dress rode up even further putting in display her soft legs. Her legs were exquisitely complimented by her perfectly pedicured red toes as she was wearing open-toed Christian Louboutin heels.

Her response to my question certainly took me by surprise as she was clearly bothered I had kept her waiting, “yes I apologize for keeping you waiting but it has been a zoo here today,” I explained.

“I guess you are forgiven,” said Kaylee along with a slight smile which I felt she said in a lighthearted tone.

“I am very glad you’re joining our team in the Reservations Department. What are your strengths?”, I asked.

“Well, I am a very hard worker and know how to get the job done no matter what. I also feel that I can ease the burden your position holds by bringing your room bookings up daily.” replied Kaylee and soon after the interview began, my attention seemed to be drifting away from her face down to her legs and feet. I couldn’t understand why this was but the more she spoke the more I became more intrigued.

I seemed to have dozed off while she was talking, “Is there anything else you need?”, asked Kaylee as I snapped out of my trance. I could not have made my gawking more obvious and I was certain Kaylee had realized that I was in complete trance with her legs and feet.

Embarrassingly, I tried to compose myself quickly and end the interview as soon as possible, “No that would be it Kaylee. You can start on Monday at 8:00am.”

“That sounds good”, Kaylee responded and began gathering her purse and a few work-related documents I had given her. As she stood up, she accidentally dropped the papers on the floor. There was a slight awkward pause as I noticed Kaylee did not make much effort in retrieving the papers off the ground. Without further delay my body acted without me thinking and I quickly dropped to my knees and gathered the papers for Kaylee. As I handed them to her, I realized that I was in a complete subservient position. I was on my knees looking up at a new female employee as she was looking down at me even though I was her boss. As soon as Kaylee grabbed the papers, she gave me a mischievous look that tittered on arrogant. Without saying another word, she left my office leaving me on my knees wondering what had occurred. I couldn’t believe what had happened to me, but the entire interaction with Kaylee left me with an inexplicable damp feeling between my legs. It took me the rest of the workday to put what had transpired during interview behind me and try to chalk up the interaction to stress from work. However just in case, I had decided to put distance between Kaylee and myself and would let my supervisory staff train her without much involvement on my part.

Monday came and I didn’t see much of Kaylee that day nor the rest of the workweek. I even went as far as change my arrival and departure hours to try to avoid seeing Kaylee. It wasn’t until the following week that I ran into Kaylee and I could feel my heart rate starting to go up at the sight of her. She was wearing an even shorter sundress then the one she wore during our interview. She also had some rather casual but elegant flip flops that showed off her fresh pedicured toes which were now a glossy pink that glistened more. Frankly, she was eye-candy in the strangest of ways, but I knew that I had to put a stop to these thoughts about the new attractive employee. This meant I had to address her choice of outfits which were not appropriate for the office. Being able to nip this situation in the bud would save me headaches down the road as I am sure one of my many fellow coworkers would raise the issue about Kaylee’s attire and subsequently make it an HR dilemma. As a manager, HR issues are the worst.

“Hi Lisa, how are you?”, Kaylee asked in her cheery but subtle voice.

“Hi Kaylee, I’m good, how has the training been going?” I asked.

“It’s been good actually. Thanks for asking,” Kaylee responded.

“Do you have time to step into my office?” I asked.

“Actually, I don’t. I must take my ten-minute break. I’m sure it can wait right?” Kaylee responded in a passive aggressive yet assertive way. Her answer completely threw me off and was unexpected as I had never had a subordinate employee dismiss me in such a way.

“Uhh uhm okay.” I stammered in response to her statement as she turned around without saying another word and strutted her way out of our building and on to her break. I couldn’t help but watch her hips sway with such elegance and class which were in tune with the click of her flip flops as she walked away from me. I scurried into my office somewhat embarrassed by the short interaction with this new employee who I was beginning to learn, would be a force to be reckon with. She had been able to assert herself over my authority in the subtlest of ways on two occasions and for some reason, this had turned me on a bit.

A few hours went into my workday and to my great relief, I had all but forgotten the interaction with Kaylee earlier. That was until she barged into my office as I was on an important call with the owner of the resort. All my employees knew that walking into my office and seeing me on the phone, meant I am not to be disturbed. Although I continued my call, my eyes widen in disbelief as a result of Kaylee’s abrasive action, but she nonchalantly sat on the chair in front of my desk. She locked eyes with me and smiled showing little regard for my own body language. Her stare was powerful enough to force me look down which inevitably led me to her legs and feet before realizing that I was staring at her once again.

“Yes Peter, the numbers have been great this month and we hope to meet the budget numbers for next month as well.” I explained to my boss on the phone as Kaylee could be heard sighing, likely in a fit of annoyance almost as if I was wasting her time. Although I could not say it, I was getting irritated with Kaylee’s borderline disrespectful actions.

“Okay, Peter I have to run and take care of some employee related issues, goodbye,” as I ended the call with my boss prematurely in order to tend to Kaylee’s presence.

“Hi Kaylee, next time, I would appreciate if you could respect that I am on the phone and not enter my office as I was on an important call with the owner,” I sternly explained to Kaylee.

“Well Liz, I was told when I was hired that you would have an “open door”

policy for all your employees and that any employee would be always welcome in your office. Like a safe space,” Kaylee quipped back. Indeed, I had prided myself in being always accessible to my employees but did not think someone would take that to be so literal.

“Also weren’t you the one that was in such a hurry to speak to me? Plus, I only have 10 minutes before my shift ends so I would suggest you start your little meeting with me,” Kaylee commanded leaving me in awe as I had trouble finding words to respond.

Eventually I found my composure and responded, “You’re right! I do have an open-door policy and I want to make sure you are also invited to think of my office as safe space while you’re working here. I also need to address our dress code with you,” I said to her once I was able to find my voice. I needed to be very careful when it came to addressing sensitive issues such as this especially such an observant and smart employee like Kaylee.

“What about the dress code?”, Kaylee asked as she crossed her legs and started dangling her flip flop arrogantly.

“Well, if you read the departmental handbook it clearly states that all employees must wear business causal clothing that does not draw attention away from our guests.,” I responded as my eyes gravitated towards her legs and her playful feet as she dangled her heel and twirled her soft foot.

“I read the handbook and it also states that ‘no employee can be subject to sexual harassment from any guest, coworkers or superior because of their attire’, as stated in paragraph three page eight of the handbook,” explained Kaylee in a matter-of-fact tone. It was impressive that this young employee had been able to rattle off factual statement right of the top of her head.

“I’m not sure what that has to do with this conversation?”, I asked Kaylee trying to take control of the conversation from her.

“Well it’s obvious that you haven’t stopped checking me out with your googly eyes ever since I interviewed with you including today. Don’t think I haven’t noticed you checking out my legs and quite frankly it’s made me feel uncomfortable. I doubt it would look good on your resume that you brought on a lawsuit to this company for sexual harassment or retaliation for making me change my outfits because my lesbo manager can’t keep her eyes to herself. You should take responsibility for your actions instead of blaming my outfits,” Kaylee explained.

“Uh uh uh,” I stammered in response to the shocking accusations Kaylee was levying against me.

“Uh uh uh ... nothing to say?” asked Kaylee in a mocking manner.

“Hehe that’s what I thought Lisa. I’ll tell you what, I’ll pretend we didn’t have this little meeting and you will also ignore what I choose to wear when I’m at work moving forward as it relates to the dress code, is that clear?” explained the feisty young employee.

“Yes, Kaylee ... it is clear,” I answered weakly and in shock.

“Good girl Lisa! and another thing, you will address me as Miss Kaylee since you obviously lack manners,” Kaylee ordered.

“Okay”, I responded.

“Okay, what?” Kaylee asked in a stern tone.

“Okay, Miss Kaylee”. I replied to the arrogant and commanding new employee.

“Good girl. I will see you tomorrow, bye Lisa” said Kaylee as she walked out of my office leaving me in a state of shock and awe and my head spinning at the thought of what had transpired. It took me a few minutes to even move as I was trying to digest my meeting with Kaylee. The meeting where I was going to take command of Kaylee and her loose interpretation for office decorum was a complete disaster and it only emboldened her more. I was not sure why she was acting this way. I didn’t recall her being this bossy and commanding when she worked at the Reception department, but she had made that painfully obvious in her short period of time within my department.

Thus far, one doubt in my mind remained; why was Kaylee being this way? Was she simply just being herself and truly believed in what she explained to me? What about that power move she pulled on me when she made me pick up her papers off the ground? Was there something more to her actions or was I simply being sensitive?

That night I got home and cooked dinner, helped the kids with their homework and went to bed. Not far from my mind was Kaylee’s actions from earlier today. Those feelings went from embarrassment, to anger at myself for not taking control of the situation, and finally a feeling of arousal. I tried to deny the latter, but it was obvious that Kaylee’s actions had a sexual effect on me. Since my husband didn’t want to have sex that night, I waited until he fell asleep and I fingered myself to a surprisingly quick orgasm. During my fingering session I kept replaying how Kaylee had referred to me as a “good girl” and it turned me on. Once I finally fell asleep, I kept having dreams involving Kayla, although I couldn’t remember them clearly.

The rest of the week went by without any further conflicts with Kaylee and she even came to work dressing rather conservative but still looking very attractive and radiant. In fact, her fashion sense was really an inspiration for myself and even the rest of the team. Since we had very little to no face-to-face interaction with our customers, most of the women in the office did not attempt to look more presentable than needed often coming in with no makeup and nothing more than sweats and sweaters. However, even I started to upgrade my work outfits and spending more time on my makeup session in the mornings. Kaylee’s beauty was contagious and it although none of us would come close to looking like her, we could at least make ourselves somewhat presentable. I also began to notice that most of my employees seem to also really like Kaylee and I would often hear them whisper among themselves how great she was and how much they like her. It was peculiar because I was very well liked by the employees, but I was feared as much as I was liked. I was always very accommodating to my employees, but they also knew I could be very strict when it came to company rules and respected me as such.