Chapter 3

The next morning as I was on my way to work, I wondered what the day would bring. Was Annie’s actions the previous night just the result of a lonely moment or was there more to it? I had been the “stand-in cock” for another woman once before when she was pissed at her husband and looking for a little payback.

And while it never went any further, I felt kind of like a disposable pawn in the game and wasn’t all that thrilled with it. Annie and I had just started working on what I could already see was going to be a long project, so I was hoping that I wasn’t Mr. Right Now this time.

On the other hand, I was only there until I could get this office up and running and then I would be headed back to New York. I didn’t really want a lot of entanglements while I was down here that would leave a wake of destruction and hurt when the time came for me to return home. Yes, Annie and I had some things to talk about and so I pulled into the office parking lot with a lot of things to discuss.

Tina, the office receptionist, greeted me with a smile a mile wide. “Good Morning, Mr. Jackson. How are you this morning, Sir?”

I sensed there was more to her happy greeting than just concern over my well-being. “I am fine, thank you.”

Then under her breath, I heard her say “Yes that what I heard!” I turned back to see her looking innocent as a Catholic schoolgirl. I turned back to go to my office and heard her giggle as I walked away.

As I walked into my office, still puzzled over Tina’s insinuatory greeting, Annie was standing right beside my desk as prim and proper a secretary as I have ever seen. “Good morning, Sir! I have your schedule right here, ready for you to check over. You have a meeting with the head of the Personnel department in a half hour. Here is your coffee, and let me take your jacket and hang it up for you, sir.”

Her “Ms. Professional” manner and presentation was a bit of a surprise. Last night, she was as sexy and hot as any woman I’d ever been with. Her sexual appetite and lust knew no bounds. But today, it was as if she had no sexual interests at all. She had all the warmth and passion of an eighty-year-old librarian!

I shut the door and moved towards her. “Okay I give, what’s going on Annie?”

“What do you mean?”

“Last night you were all over me. We fucked everywhere but on top of the refrigerator and in every position it was physically possible. And now today you are acting as if you have no emotions at all. I know better! So what’s up?”

She looked around me to see the door shut. “Nothing is wrong, Michael. I had a wonderful time last night and you were amazing. But we are at work now, and I just thought it would be best if we kept the two separate. I have learned – the hard way – that personal feelings and work don’t always mix smoothly.

“I do enjoy working with you and I enjoy being with you when we aren’t working. That hasn’t changed any. But we have a job to do here and we need to be able to focus. If I didn’t act cool and professional like this, I’d be all over you like honey on a hot biscuit!”

I could see her point. I have seen personal emotions ruin a few work relationships as well. None of mine, fortunately, but I had a friend who tried unsuccessfully to mix business with pleasure.

“All right, Annie. So long as there’s nothing wrong. I had a great time last night too.”

“I’m glad. If you need me, I’m available for you ... anytime boss!” Annie gave me a smile that let me know I really should take advantage of her proficiency and enthusiasm!

We got down to work after that and I prepared for the meeting with the head of the Personnel department.

“Annie, I’m going to need you to come to the meeting and take some notes. I am going to do some shuffling of personnel to make things more efficient and put these people’s strengths to better use.” I said.

I had gone over the personnel records of most of the employees prior to coming down to Savannah and I believed there were a few people in the wrong positions.

“Of course, Sir.”

So Annie and I headed to the meeting. The Personnel Department was one floor below our office but I wanted another couple of moments with Annie so we decided to take the stairs.

Not many people used the stairs except for a few health nuts in the building. Since it wasn’t close to lunchtime I didn’t figure we’d run into anyone.

We started down the stairs and when we got to the first landing where the stairs turned, I stopped her. Without saying a word, I pushed her back against the wall and kissed her.

I kissed her hard and deep. I heard her softly moan and she yielded right away to my kiss. I didn’t make any other moves – I didn’t grab her ass or play with her tits or anything. My kiss was enough ... for now.

“Mr. Jackson here to see Mr. Blakely.” Annie took the initiative to introduce us to the receptionist outside the Personnel Office. I smiled to myself at her professionalism.

“Of course. Mr. Blakely is expecting you. Right this way.” She led Annie and me to Mr. Blakely, who was sitting at his desk.

After a brief introduction and handshake, we got right to the business at hand.

“Mr. Blakely, I made a promise yesterday to the whole company that I was not here to fire anyone. And I am holding to that promise. However, I have gone over the personnel records of the people here and I think we can put some of the talent here to better use.”

I explained that some people are in the wrong position or department and would be more efficiently used and happier if we made a few changes. I showed him what I was talking about with the individuals I had in mind.

Mr. Blakely liked my ideas and was relieved that he wouldn’t have to fire anyone or hire anyone new. But he did have one concern.

“Mr. Jackson some of the proposals you have outlined will involve salary changes. Some will lose money taking these jobs while some will be making less than their counterparts doing the same jobs.”

“Yes, I anticipated that and for those who would stand to lose pay taking their new position, we will guarantee their wages to stay the same. For those who would make less than their counterparts, a raise will be given so they match their fellow employees in that position.”

“That sounds wonderful, sir. But will the head office go for all of this and the other changes you have talked about?”

“Mr. Blakely, I was sent down here to get this operation running smoothly and efficiently. Whatever I have to do to reach that objective is my call and corporate is behind any decisions I make.

“Don’t worry – I figure once everyone gets used to it, these changes should boost productivity by 10-15% at least.”

With Personnel satisfied that I knew what I was doing, he said he would institute the changes as quickly as possible. I looked at my watch and it was close to lunchtime by the time our meeting broke up.

“So Annie, what would you say to lunch with the boss?”

“Oh Sir, I would love that! Where do you want to go?”

“Well, you pick the place. Anywhere you want – I’m on an expense account, so pick someplace nice!”

“Really? Well, there is one place I have been dying to try, but it’s way out of my price range.”

“What’s it called?”

“It’s called ‘Elizabeth On 37th’. It’s a restaurant in an old Colonial mansion. I think you will like it – it is very Southern, from what I hear all the employees are supposed to dress like they did in ‘Gone With The Wind’”

“Sounds like fun! Let’s go!”

Finding the restaurant was not a problem; it wasn’t all that far from the office, actually. Far enough to have to drive to, but still in the downtown business district. I parked the rental car in the parking lot close to the door and we went inside.

The restaurant was everything Annie said it was and more. The hostess met us at the door wearing a dress Miss Scarlet would have killed for. She took us to our table and a waiter came, also dressed in 1860’s plantation period clothing, to take our order.

“I am really glad you asked me to have lunch with you, Michael. I would never have been able to come to a place like this on my salary!”

“Well, I am glad you came too. I wouldn’t have known of this place and I wouldn’t have had such lovely lunch companionship!”

“Oh, Michael! You’re going to make me blush!”

“Good ... pink looks good on you!”

Annie leaned forward a bit and spoke in hushed tones so she wouldn’t be overheard. “I had a wonderful time last night. I don’t remember ever ... cumming so hard! You were incredible!”

“Well, I am to please!”

“Then you hit your mark perfectly Michael. I still get a little excited just thinking about it!”

“So you are ready for round two then?”

“You mean ... tonight?”

“Sure, why not? You are pretty good stress relief, you know!”

“You are a good itch scratcher yourself, Michael Jackson! Okay, I’ll come over tonight. Gee, who would have thought that I would be sleeping with the boss one day!” she giggled at her remark.

“Only one thing. Last night after we had our fun, you went home and I was left in the hotel room alone. Which was fine, I understand, we had to work the next day. But today is Friday, and the office will be closed tomorrow. So I want you to spend the night tonight ... if you want to, that is.”

“You want me ... to spend the night?”

“Only if you want to Annie. I don’t want you to do it because you think you have to or anything. If you don’t want to that’s fine, I jus...”

“I would love to spend the night with you, Michael. I felt the same way last night too. Driving home I wished I could have stayed with you.

“It’s been a long time since I felt so cared for and it was kinda sad driving home alone again. Yes, I will spend the night with you. I have to go home and get a few things, but yes.”

“Good, I’m glad. What we’ll do is after work you go home and get what you need, then come over and we will go to dinner together. No sense in letting this expense account off easy! After that, we can go back to the hotel.”

“That sounds wonderful.”

“Oh and Annie...”

“Yes?”

“Plan for the weekend.”

“Yes Sir, you’re the boss!” Annie smiled broadly, blushing a bit as she thought of the fun weekend to come.

After a wonderful lunch, we went back to work. Annie was on cloud nine the rest of the day flitting around like a schoolgirl with a crush on the teacher!

She couldn’t seem to do enough for me! She made sure my coffee cup didn’t get empty, she fielded all my calls like a pro, she sorted and filed – she was a one-woman secretarial pool! I had a hard time keeping her busy!

I have to admit, it was a pleasure to watch her work too. As she buzzed about, she would cast a glance over at me and when she saw me watching her she smiled that beautiful Georgia smile ... it couldn’t help but brighten up the whole room!

Both of us eagerly watched the clock as it ticked agonizingly slow towards 5:00 pm and quitting time. Finally, the clock arms were in the position we were looking for and the day was over.