Chapter 1

“Miss Andrews, could you come in here for a moment please?” Mr. Baxter, her supervisor said over the intercom.

“Of course Sir,” she said. Christy Andrews got up from her desk, straightened her skirt a bit, and pushed up her amazing tits, getting herself ready to see her hunky boss. Christy loved working for Mr. Baxter.

Aside from being a wonderful, caring boss, he was also very good looking and made her heart skip a beat whenever she was near him. She picked up her clipboard and pen in case he needed her to take notes or dictate a letter for her to type up.

After a quick check of her makeup and hair, she went to see Mr. Baxter.

She knocked softly on his door just in case he was on the phone or something. “Come in,” she heard him call from the other side.

“You needed to see me, Sir?” she asked, peeking around the door.

“Ahh, yes, Miss Andrews, please come in,” he said, standing up. Christy smiled, Mr. Baxter was always such the gentleman.

She couldn’t count the number of times he held the door for her or held the elevator so they could ride up to the office together.

He always made sure he asked her about her weekend and asked rather than ordered her to get him a coffee, always saying thank you afterward. Mr. Baxter was a pleasure to work for.

“Please have a seat, my dear,” he said. Christy sat down in the chair in front of his desk getting her pad ready for him.

“Oh, you won’t need that this time,” he said, “I didn’t call you in here to take a letter or anything.”

Christy looked up and smiled setting it on the edge of the desk. “What is it then, Sir?” she asked.

“Come around here please,” he said. Christy came around the desk as he indicated and he pushed his chair back slightly patting his leg. Christy smiled and sat down in his lap.

She had to hike her skirt up slightly in order to sit down on his lap but it revealed the tops of her thigh top stockings and the pale creamy flesh above them.

She felt a thrill of excitement as she sat down on his lap and put her arm around his neck. He put a hand around her waist and sat his other one on her thigh just below her rather high hemline.

“Before we get to that, may I tell you how pretty you look today. You always dress so nicely and look so pretty. You certainly make it a pleasure to come to work every day!” he said.

“Aww, thank you, Sir! How sweet of you to say that. I’m glad you like the way I look, Sir. I do try to make myself look nice for you. The way I see it, we have to work together closely so we might as well take the time to make it enjoyable. And if my dressing like this makes you smile, it’s worth every bit,” she said.

“Well, job well done then, my dear! You always put a smile on my face. I am a very lucky manager to have such an attractive and considerate secretary,” he said.

“And I am lucky to have such a sweet boss who appreciates me like you do!” she said.

“Which is the perfect segue to bring me to the reason I called you in here. It is time once again to do performance reports and yours is right here in front of me,” he said.

“Uh-oh. I hope you’ll be gentle!” she smiled.

“You have nothing to worry about Miss Andrews. Your work here has been exemplary. I only wish I had a dozen more of you – this company would be unstoppable!

“I especially appreciate your work on the Davison account. You certainly charmed Mr. Davison and it’s no exaggeration that you were instrumental in this company securing that account,” he told her.

“Oh, Mr. Baxter, it was a pleasure, believe me. You know how I love working with you on projects like this. I am always at your disposal, Sir. Anything I can do to help you, just say the word!” she said.

“Well, your work for this company has not gone unnoticed. And because you are such a valued employee, I have a little something to show you my appreciation,” he said handing her an envelope.

“What is this?” she asked, looking at the plain envelope.

“Just a little bonus I want to give you for a job well done, my dear. Go on, open it up!” he said. She looked at him with a grin like it was Christmas morning and she was about to open a present.

“OH SIR!” she gasped as she looked at the check inside. “Sir, this must be some kind of mistake – this check is for five thousand dollars!”

“No, Christy, it is not a mistake. The Davison account is worth well in excess of a half-million dollars to this company. And it’s because of you we landed it.

“There were several other, bigger companies vying for the contract. But you won it for us. This is just my way of saying thank you,” he assured her.

“Oh, Mr. Baxter, Sir! Thank you! Oh, this is unbelievable! Thank you! Thank you, you dear sweet man!” she said, getting choked up. She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, rubbing her lipstick off his cheek afterward.

“Well, you deserve it, my dear. So enjoy yourself,” he said.

“This couldn’t have come at a better time, Sir. My old car needs some work done and I wasn’t sure how I was going to pay for it. This will go a long way towards taking care of that!” she said.

“Then I’m glad it’s going to a good cause. Can’t have my best girl without her wheels!” he said.

“I’m your best girl, Sir?” she asked, biting her bottom lip a little.

“Of course you are, Christy ... there’s no one else in this office who puts in near the effort that you put in. You are a key player in this company’s success and you are very important to me,” he said.

“I am?” she asked in disbelief.

“Of course. I don’t know what I would do without you,” he said.

Christy sat there on his lap thinking for a moment. She had no idea she was so important and so important to him! She always thought of herself as just a good secretary, but to know she was key to the company’s success ... it was a real ego boost!

“Sir, I am a little overwhelmed at this bonus and a bit embarrassed at being told I am so important to the company and to you. It’s so totally unexpected. Can I be honest with you for a moment and tell you something kind of ... personal?” she asked cautiously.

“Sure Christy, you know you can come to me with anything. I’d like to think I was more than just your boss. I’m your friend as well,” he said.

“Well, that’s kind of what I wanted to say. You see, I dress like this and make sure I look good for you because ... well because I kind of have a crush on you and I want you to notice me.

“I know I must sound like some silly schoolgirl and I also know such confessions could become trouble for me, workplace sexual harassment concerns being what they are these days, but it’s true.

“I dress like this and spend so much time putting on and touching up my makeup so I will look good for you. I want to look good for you. I want you to be pleased with how I look and be attracted to me if only because I look nice,” she said. She looked him directly in the eyes as she spoke.

Mr. Baxter studied her face, watching as her eyes flicked back and forth looking into his. He could see that she wanted to know his feelings too.

“Christy, I appreciate you being open and honest with me and because you have, I feel it is only right that I am honest with you as well,” he said.

He felt Christy draw a small breath and tense up waiting for his answer.

“Christy, I would be lying to you and to myself if I told you I wasn’t attracted to you. I mean what red-blooded straight man wouldn’t be? You are beautiful, sexy, and that body ... damn! But it’s more than that.

“More than just lusting after a woman with a smoking hot body. I know a little about the woman behind that body. I know that you are sweet and gentle. I know that you are extremely considerate of others and conscientious about your work.

“You throw yourself wholly into whatever you do and give it your very best. That is what got you to this point and something I rely on every day.

“But I have a feeling that is only the tip of the iceberg with you and I would really like to know more about you, much more. Christy, I am attracted to you as well. I sit here and look out at the beautiful, sexy woman who occupies a desk only feet from me.