Several years ago I graduated from a major university of the state with my degree in Financial Management and Corporate Accounting. I’d had a pretty successful career at the university and I graduated with a very respectable grade point average near the top of my class. My grades were not straight “A” but, they were predominately “A’s” with a few scattered “B’s” thrown in here and there.

I certainly had no reason to be embarrassed and I sure wasn’t ashamed of my academic record. I knew that when it came time for me to look for a job I shouldn’t have any trouble finding a decent paying position that I wanted to accept in the location that I wanted to live in.

I also knew that I could get a very respectable salary for a newly hired university graduate. It was clear that my academic record and my willingness to work hard would result in my getting a really good paying job with good job advancement potential.

When I did interview for a job on campus I talked to a number of companies who were looking for a person with my academic background. I had several offers of a job and I wanted to look at each of them and weigh each of the job offers against the job responsibilities, the job benefits, the job location and the chances for advancement with the company I would ultimately choose to go to work for.

My review with regard to the job, the job responsibility, the salary, the avenue for advancement and the job location led me to a reasonable conclusion. After careful consideration, I decided to accept the job offer from a medium size manufacturing company.

In my review, I found that two company’s offers were very similar but, the offer from the company I chose had a little better avenue for advancement and it was located in a medium size city.

The city was not far from my hometown where I grew up and it was only about a couple of hours drive from my parents’ home. Since it was located relatively close to my hometown I would be able to travel to my parents’ home and visit with them on a frequent basis.

After I had graduated with my degree from the university I traveled home to visit with my parents and my Mother, especially, was elated that my new job was located so close to my parents’ home. She was quick to tell me that she was really happy that I chose to take a job so close to home.

When I told my parents about my job and its location my Mother said, “Oh Shelly, that’s wonderful. You will be so close to home that we should be able to see you very frequently now. Your Father and I were afraid you’d find a job clear across the country and we would be very lucky to see you once a year or so if even that often, Honey.”

“Well, Mom, that was one of the things that weighed heavily in my decision to accept this job offer. I think it’s going to be a great job with room for advancement and I could be the Director of Finance and possibly the CFO, Chief Financial Officer, in a few years, too, if everything goes right for me. Of course, I know it will take a whole lot of hard work for me to get to that level of responsibility and salary but, I know that will be very good for my career.

The starting salary is very good and I should have a lot of disposable income for me to use as I choose to spend it. Since you and Dad have been living pretty frugally for many years helping me through school, I plan to repay you and Dad for all of the money you had to save and pay out while I was at the university. I’ll even be able to help you in much the same manner you have helped me all of my life, too, Mom.

When I get to the city I plan to look for a two bedroom apartment to live in. That is so that when you and Dad come to the city to visit with me you can stay in my apartment and you won’t have to rent a hotel room while you are there.

It’s really not that far for you to drive to come to visit me when you want to. When you come to the city I want you to stay there with me so we can visit more easily. And I won’t have to worry about you two being in a hotel room.”

I hadn’t been home to visit with my parents very much while I was still in school. While I was there at home before I started my new job, I stayed and visited with them for several days until I had to return to the city to look for an apartment to live in.

After visiting with my parents for nearly a week I hugged and kissed them both and drove back to the city to report for work. When I got to the company’s offices, HR gave me the name and location of a motel that I could check into until I could find an apartment to rent.

Within a couple of days I found a cute little two bedroom apartment in a good safe area that I know my parents would be happy to stay in when they came to the city to visit me. I moved into my new apartment and reported to work the first of the following week.

That Monday I reported for work and met my supervisor and I started settling into my new job. The title of my job was “Financial Management Accountant” and I couldn’t have been more pleased and proud of my job title and my job responsibilities. I really liked my job and my supervisor whose job title was Supervisor of Financial Management and Accounting.

After I became familiar with the job and its requirements as well as the workings of the company’s system and its policies, I was told that I would be required to work in accordance with the ‘Management By Objective program’. I would be required to pick out several reasonably doable and achievable objectives that I could accomplish before the end of the year.

My supervisor required me to develop a list of objectives and provide a copy of them to my supervisor to be reviewed and approved. Then before the end of the year I would have a meeting with my supervisor to discuss my achievement of the objectives on my list.

The achievement of meeting my objectives would weigh heavily in my yearly review also. I really wanted to make sure that I got a good review at the end of each year. Of course, a good review significantly influenced my yearly merit increase as well.

Every year I developed my list of objectives and met them all on time when I had the meeting with my supervisor. Then at the end of the year during my yearly review I always got a good employee performance review.

As a result of my good reviews I received a good salary merit increase each year, too. I was elated at the end of each year when I received my annual performance review. There were no automatic salary increases only merit increases.

After I had been with the company over three years my Supervisor left the company and I was promoted to that position by the Director of the department. I was very happy with my promotion and my new job title and responsibilities.

My new job also included a good increase in salary, too. I was happy to receive the increase in salary and that meant I could repay my school debt to my parents a little faster. The Director of the department said I received the promotion because of my good job performance.

Of course, I was still required to participate in the Management By Objective program. I had no problem in meeting my objectives each year in my new job. As a result I continued to get good reviews from the Director of the department and I really hoped that my good reviews would help me advance to even higher jobs, greater job responsibilities and higher salaries as well.

After a couple of years as the Supervisor of my department, I was informed that I had volunteered to be a member of an advisory committee. The committee would meet once a month with the heads of each department of the company or their designee.

The committee was to make a list of recommendations to the Plant Superintendent for productivity improvements in accordance with the ISO certification requirements for Continuous Improvements.

The list was to consist of common sense, doable cost reductions and productivity improvements. At the end of six months we were to compile a list of all of our recommendations to be submitted to the Plant Superintendent for his review and priority for implementation based on production needs and cost effectiveness. The cost aspect was one of the big reasons I was required to be a part of the advisory committee.

Our first meeting was held in the Executive Conference Room. It was the first time I had been in that conference room and I had never been in a meeting there before either. I arrived a little early and chose a seat that I wanted to sit in.

Not long after that a really handsome and sexy looking guy walked into the conference room whom I occasionally had seen in our main office building from time to time but, I hadn’t really met him and I didn’t even know his name.

He sat down in the chair beside me, turned to me and introduced himself saying, “Hello, I’m Vern McCarthy and I’m Manager of Production.” as he held out his huge hand.

Taking his hand which nearly completely enveloped mine, I quickly responded, “Nice to meet you Vern. I’m Shelly Woodson and I’m Supervisor of Financial Management and Accounting. I have seen you in the main office building from time to time but, I didn’t know your name and your job responsibility.”

When he looked into my eyes with his steel blue eyes I thought my heart was going to do a flip flop and I sure hoped it didn’t show on my face or in my eyes. That doesn’t say anything about what happened in my panties.

During the meeting I sat and listened and contributed my input on the cost of goods and some small equipment and consumables necessary for each of the ideas offered by the other participants. Vern contributed his input with regard to the man-hours and his estimated cost of additional equipment required for each idea discussed.

The costs of our proposed ideas were questioned and Vern and I were assigned the task of getting a better estimate for each of the two proposals. We were to develop a better estimate of the proposals to discuss at the next committee meeting.

Vern and I agreed to meet in my office the next week to come up with a better estimate of the cost of the proposed work improvement. When Vern walked into my office that next week I had pretty much the same reaction I originally had when we met in the Executive Conference room. This time my panties had to sustain a greater amount of my involuntary dampness.

During our meeting we both decided that we needed to do some further work and to meet again the following week. The following week we met again in my office and went over what we each had found and we arrived at a better estimate of the cost of the proposed work improvement.

Vern and I thought our estimate of the cost of the improvement was very good since we had detailed figures to support our estimate. We had quotes for all of the equipment that would have to be purchased and Vern had actual man-hours from similar work that was already being done on a repetitive basis in the plant and elsewhere.

We were very happy with our estimate of the total cost and were prepared to justify our estimate on the basis of the actual unit costs of the work and the equipment needed to continually complete the task each time.

When we completed our work it was nearly lunch time and Vern offered to take me to lunch. After a moment’s thought I accepted and we went to lunch. During our lunch I had the chance to admire Vern and think about how handsome and how bright he was.

I wanted to spend more time with him and possibly even go out with him again. It goes without saying that during lunch we didn’t have the subject matter of our meeting occupying our thoughts and we had the time to think of other things besides our work.

Since our lunch hour was just about over, Vern picked up the tab and we got into his car to return to the office. During our trip back to the office, Vern said to me, “We have worked well together on this advisory committee, Shelly, and I have enjoyed having lunch with you today, too. I’d like to take you out to eat this weekend. Would you like to go out to eat with me this Saturday evening and then we could go to a dance club after we have eaten.”

Having nothing planned for my weekend and since I enjoyed dancing I accepted his invitation without hesitation. Responding, I said, “Sure, Vern, I’d love to go out to eat and go dancing with you afterward, too. This weekend will be fine. What time can I expect you to pick me up then, Vern?”

Well, the band doesn’t start playing until about 9 o’clock so, I was thinking that if I picked you up at 7 o’clock that should give us plenty of time to enjoy our meal and then get to the dance club before the band starts playing. We will also have our choice of tables near the dance floor, too. Oh, and by the way, I’m going to need your address and your phone number, also, please, Shelly.”

“When we get back to the plant, come on into my office and I’ll write my address and phone number on a note pad for you. That way you can put it in your pocket and take it back to your office and home with you or punch it into your smart phone, Vern.”

Vern followed me into my office and I felt his gaze on me and my bottom all the time we were walking to my office. It wasn’t a surprise that he was checking me out as we walked to my office.

In fact, I kind of liked the idea that he was checking me out that way. I gave him my address and phone number and he said, “Ok, Shelly, I’ll pick you up Saturday evening at 7 o’clock.” as he turned to leave and return to his office.

On Saturday afternoon I took my shower, washed my hair and did my nails. I wanted to be as fresh as I could for him. About 6 o’clock I did my make-up and put my best perfume on my wrists and between my breasts. Then I put my best party dress on just before he was supposed to arrive. I wanted it to look clean and crisp as it did when I got it back from the cleaners.

At 7 o’clock sharp, there was a soft knock on my door and when I opened it there stood Vern who looked just yummy, dressed in his white shirt, tie and sport coat. He greeted me saying, “Good evening, Shelly. You look very pretty this evening in your gorgeous dress.” I smiled broadly at him and kind of blushed a little bit showing him my pleasure at his compliment.

I invited him to step inside my apartment while I got my purse. As I walked back to my bedroom to get my purse I could feel his eyes follow me every step of the way. I picked up my purse, left my bedroom and returned to the living room where Vern was waiting.

I could see that Vern’s eyes were large and still riveted on me every step of the way back to the door. I liked the fact that he had his attention solely on me and I said, “Ok, Vern, I’m ready to go now.”

We left my apartment and arrived at a well-known steak house downtown within a few minutes’ drive. On our way into the steak house, Vern told me, “I have never eaten here before but, everyone I have talked to tells me that it is a fabulous place to eat at. I hope you like it, Shelly.”

“I have never eaten here before, either, and I’m sure I’ll like it because I have heard the same thing you have about this being a fabulous place to eat, too, Vern. I guess we’ll both find out together tonight, Vern.”

When we were seated at our table Vern asked me, “Do you like to have wine with your meal, Shelly?”

“Yes, I do. I think a good wine really enhances a person’s meal and it makes a good meal taste even better.”

After looking at the menu, He asked me, “What would you like to order for your meal, Shelly?”

“I really don’t think I want to have an all-beef meal so, I think I’m going to order the combo of the small filet and lobster with the double baked potato and vegetables.”

When the waitress came to take our order Vern asked her, “Do you have a chilled bottle of red wine with chilled glasses, Miss?”

“Yes, we do and I’ll add that to your order. And what do you want to order for the lady’s meal and your meal, Sir?”

“The lady would like to have the combo filet and lobster with the double baked potato and vegetables. And for me please bring me the filet and the double baked potato and vegetables.”

The waitress hurried away to turn our order in and she came back very shortly with the chilled bottle of wine and the chilled glasses. Vern sat one of the glasses in front of each one of us and poured a glass for each of us.

We each sipped our wine and chatted. Very shortly our meals arrived and Vern refreshed our glasses with wine. He gestured for me to start my meal and he did the same right after I had begun eating.

My meal was very good and when Vern started his, he ate like he hadn’t eaten in several days. No doubt that he thought his meal was very good just like I did. We chatted during our meal and I told him, “This is very good and thank you for bringing us here Vern.”

“Yes, it is, Shelly and this steak house has lived up to the reputation that it has from everyone I have talked to and the chilled wine has made it all that much better. I’m glad you like it and I’m really glad we came to eat here tonight, too, Shelly.

I’d like to bring you back here sometime in the near future, Shelly.” Vern poured each one of us the final glass of wine out of the bottle and we sat and chatted before he paid the bill prior to us leaving the restaurant.

After refilling our glasses with the last of the wine Vern asked, “Shelly, how long have you worked for the company? You appear to be very qualified and competent for the job that you do?”

“I have been here about five years and I have really liked being here and working here these five years as well. I have certainly learned a lot about the business and have learned a lot more about my job and my profession. How long have you been with the company, Vern?”

“Right after I got my degree, I was required to join the US Army to fulfill my obligation to the Army ROTC program. After I completed my obligation to Uncle Sam, I came to work here and have been here for over five years, too. Did you come here right out of college and where did you go to college, Shelly.”

“Yeah, I did. I went to State University and I graduated near the top of my class. Since I graduated I have been repaying my parents for all that they have done for me during the time I was at the university. They really had to live frugally in order to help me through the university. I have also been helping them with their expenses, too. Where did you go to college, Vern?”

“I went to the State University, also, but, I was a few years ahead of you at the university. I got my degree in Production Management and it has served me very well. My grades weren’t at the top of the class but, they weren’t too shabby and I had my pick of jobs when I got out of school and got out of the Army. Shelly, I’m surprised that as pretty and intelligent as you are some good looking guy has not snapped you up and married you by this time.”

“Well, thank you for your kind complement, Vern. I dated some in college but, I never found a guy who was mature enough with enough ambition to further himself that I could see my way clear to do any more than just date him a couple of times.

The same has been true since I have left college and begun to work here, too. I generally don’t go out to clubs and bars since that is just simply not my life style. I just wasn’t raised that way.”

We continued to chat as we emptied our wine glasses, then he asked, “Are you ready to go dancing now, Shelly?” as he called for the check. Vern paid the check and we left the restaurant for the dance club.

When we arrived at the dance club, we found a table near the floor and ordered a round of drinks before we went out to dance. The band started playing and after we’d had a few sips of our drinks Vern wanted us to go out on the dance floor.

He got up and led me to the dance floor and we danced to several fast songs. I was pleasantly surprised to find that Vern was a very good dancer to the fast songs. After that the band played a couple of slow songs.

He pulled me tightly to him and it felt very good in his strong arms with my body pressed tightly against his. I laid my head on his chest and we danced that way through the next slow song until the band took a short break.

During the first slow song Vern whispered in my ear how he enjoyed dancing with me and I enjoyed him whispering in my ear like that. When he whispered in my ear it kind of tickled my ear and it made me shiver a little bit, too. I know he could feel me shiver holding me in his arms. Then he started kissing me on my forehead which sent a thrill down my spine.

Near the end of the song I raised my head off of his shoulder and kissed him on the lips. Of course, he had to kiss me right back after I had kissed him. His kisses did more than send a chill down my spine that time.

I think it settled between my thighs and I could feel the wetness seeping into the gusset of my panties. I knew my panties would be very damp by the time he took me home that night.

Vern and I continued to dance to the band’s music through several sets of songs until we both began to wear down and got tired. We both enjoyed the dancing and I enjoyed the slow dances with him whispering in my ear and kissing me on my lips.

That made my panties really wet and it made me want him very much. However, I really didn’t want to make love with him after only one date no matter how wet he made my panties.

Before midnight we finished our drinks and decided to call it a night. When we got into Vern’s car he pulled me into his arms and kissed me very tenderly. And then he told me, “I have really enjoyed being with you this evening, Shelly. You are a very good dancer and I’d like for us to do this again.”

Responding, I said, “I have enjoyed dancing with you tonight, too, Vern and I am looking forward to going out with you again.” On our way back to my apartment I debated with myself if I should invite him into my apartment for a late night drink. Then I thought, ‘I really don’t want to invite him in on our first date because I knew where that would lead. So I decided against inviting him into my apartment.

Vern walked me to my door and I know he was expecting me to ask him in. But, I said, “Thank you for taking me out to eat and to the dance club tonight, Vern. I enjoyed the meal and dancing with you very much, too.”

Vern responded with, “Thank you for going out with me tonight Shelly. I have really enjoyed having you go with me tonight.” and then he pulled me to him and kissed me very tenderly, and he turned to leave. Vern kind of looked like he had a dejected look on his face that I hadn’t invited him into my apartment.

I really wanted to invite Vern to come into my apartment but, I just knew I couldn’t do that tonight. I knew if I brought him in and poured us a drink it wouldn’t take all that long and he would have my clothes off of me. We would soon be in my bed and he would be kissing my titties, licking around my areolas and sucking on my hard nipples.

Then he would have his hard manhood fully inside me squirting his hot love cream to the depth of my pussy. It certainly wouldn’t take long before he would bring us both to our climax and he would likely end up sleeping next to me in my bed for the night.

I didn’t see Vern again for about two weeks until our next advisory committee meeting. I had arrived in the meeting room a little early since I hadn’t seen him in a while. It kind of worried me that he may not have wanted to go out with me again.

Since our date I had begun to think romantic thoughts about him quite often. When Vern walked into the meeting room his eyes lit up and he smiled as he greeted me saying, “Hello, Shelly, how’ve you been.”

“Hi, Vern, I’m fine. I hope you are doing well, too.” Of course, I could feel my love fluids begin to seep out of my pussy making my panties very wet. About that time the meeting was called to order and our personal talk would have to wait until later after the meeting was adjourned.

Just before the meeting could be called to order Vern looked at me and whispered, “Shelly, if you have a few minutes after the meeting, I’d like to talk to you for a minute or two.” I just nodded my head affirmatively.

After the meeting was adjourned and the room had cleared, Vern turned to me and quietly said, “Shelly, I have been very busy and haven’t had the time to see or talk to you since the last time we went out together. But, I have been thinking about you and I’d like to take you out to eat again this weekend. Would you like to go out to eat with me again this weekend?

And then after we have eaten would you like to go out to the dance club with me again after that? And would you like to go this Saturday evening with me again? There’s a great little Italian restaurant downtown that has really good food if you’d like to go there with me this weekend before we go to the dance club.”

“Sure, Vern, I’d love to go with you again this Saturday. What time can I expect you to pick me up at my apartment? I’m sure you remember how to get to my apartment, don’t you?”

“Yeah, I sure do, Shelly. I was thinking about 7 o’clock like we did the last time we went out if that is Ok with you.”

“Sure it is, Vern. I’ll expect you there at 7 o’clock Saturday evening then.” With that we left the meeting room and we each turned to go back to our own individual offices.

I was especially looking forward to Saturday evening and going out with Vern again. I remembered how much we both enjoyed our previous meal together and even more about how much I enjoyed dancing with him at the dance club.

I was really looking forward to the slow dances with him as much as anything else we had done on our previous date. I think I was subconsciously thinking about inviting him into my apartment after we went dancing and what was likely to happen after that.

Friday evening on my way home from work I stopped and bought a bottle of wine and put it into the fridge. On Saturday I pretty much repeated my preparations for going out with Vern as I had for our previous date.

Like our previous date I wanted to look as pretty as I could for him during our date. At 7 o’clock that evening there was a soft knock on my door. After opening the door Vern was standing there with a bouquet in his hand. He looked as handsome as he had looked the previous time we went out together.

When he came in he greeted me very affectionately and said. “Hi, Shelly. You look just gorgeous tonight, then he handed me the bouquet of flowers. I accepted the bouquet with one hand and with the other hand I hugged him, pulled him to me and kissed him.

I then greeted him saying, “Thank you for the flowers, Vern, they are just beautiful and I’m really happy to see you this evening. Let me go get a vase and put these into some water. I want to keep them from wilting before we get back this evening.”

“Well, Shelly, that was a very sweet greeting.” as he pulled me to him and kissed me. “And I’m glad you like the bouquet. Can I help you with them in any way?”

“Yes, you can. My vase is way up on the top shelf of the cabinet and if you will, I’d like for you to reach for it and set it on the counter next to the sink for me please.” As tall as he was and with his long arms he just reached up to the top shelf and retrieved the vase for me. I would have had to get a step stool to get the vase out of the cabinet and I wanted to take advantage of him being here to help me get my vase off of the top shelf.

He said with a broad smile on his face, “Shelly, you are just like my Mother and my other distant relations. You all keep your vases on the top shelf of the cabinets. I suppose that’s because you don’t use vases every day and they are in the way otherwise.”

I filled the vase half way with water and arranged the flowers in the vase. Taking the vase in hand I took it into the living room and set the bouquet on the coffee table for us to look at and enjoy later. Then I thought, ‘Oh my God, I have already decided to invite him to come in with me when he brings me home.’

I turned to look at Vern and said, “Just let me get my purse and we’ll be ready to go, Vern.” I stepped into the bedroom and picked up my purse. When I stepped out of my bedroom Vern kissed me and we left for the restaurant. When we arrived at the Italian restaurant Vern ordered a bottle of chilled wine to have with our meal. Then we ordered our meal.

After starting our meal, I quietly said to Vern, “The food here is really great as you said it was earlier when you invited me to come here with you tonight. Thank you for bringing me here tonight, Vern. You have picked the best places to eat each time we have gone out to eat together.”

“I’m glad you like your meal, Shelly. My meal is very good, too. We’ll have to come back here again in the near future.” On finishing our meal, Vern called for and paid the check and we left for the dance club.