Chapter 6

Over the next few days, Vickie tried unsuccessfully to acquire the payoff money. She was simply too young, despite her position, for any bank to loan her that kind of money.

She was sitting at her office desk exploring options, all of which she had already examined and rejected, when her new secretary buzzed her on the intercom.

"Miss McPeak, a call for you on line two."

"Who is it?"

"A Donnie Seward. He says you know him."

"Yes, I'll take it," answered Vickie, a smile crossing her face for the first time in days. Donnie was a computer analyst from Chicago whose sister Cindy had been enslaved at the empire Club. Together, Vickie and Donnie had rescued her as well as Yuki and Laurel.

The young CEO picked up the phone.

"Donnie? How nice to hear from you. I've been intending to invite you and your sister for a visit."

"Actually, that's what I want to talk with you about... Cindy that is. Could we have dinner together this evening?"

"Oh, you're in town. Why, yes of course. Is everything all right?"

"I'd rather talk about it tonight. Shall I pick you up at your apartment?"

"Yes, I'm sure Laurel and Yuki will be happy to see you again. Maybe later..."

"Sounds great! I don't think I'll ever forget the night we..."

"Maybe we can make this a night to remember as well," said Vickie smiling.

"I'm looking forward to it already!"

"See you at seven."

"Seven it is," he said and hung up.

Donnie had been wonderful in bed, thought Vickie, long and massive and experienced at using every inch. As she thought back to their carnal feasts, both alone and with Laurel and Yuki, Vickie began to feel the wetness seep into her panties. She found herself aroused and now that she was rich and powerful she saw no reason to delay her satisfaction.

"Penny, come into my office, please," she said into the intercom.

"Yes Ma'am," came the reply.

A moment later the door opened and Penny Alders slipped into the office. The twenty-eight year old was not unattractive, but hid her natural beauty beneath vibrant auburn hair which she kept tied in a bun, horn rimmed glasses and ultra conservative clothing. She had been with the firm for eight years and was still mired in the office pool, quiet and invisible, until Vickie spotted her and offered her the executive secretarial position vacated by Lena

Time for her to start earning her pay, thought Vickie to herself.

"Sit down Penny. I know it's only been a few days but how do you like being my Executive Secretary?"

"Oh, it's wonderful Ma'am. I can't thank you enough for giving me this chance."

"Don't disappoint me Penny."

"Oh no Ma'am. I'll... I'll do everything I can to please you."

"I'll expect nothing less. But, you've been hidden away too long."

"Ma'am?" came the puzzled response.

"Penny, your job is threefold. Yes, I will expect you to perform regular secretarial duties. Any competent secretary can do that, but as my executive secretary, you must project an image."

"What kind of image?" asked the woman sheepishly.

"I want our clients to see and be greeted by beautiful and vivacious women. I want only attractive and alluring women in my office. Our clients, men and women, are impressed by what they see."

"But I..." began the mousy woman.

"Are a lovely woman, Penny, but you hide it."

"I don't know what you mean."

Vickie walked around to where the woman was sitting.

"Your hair for instance. It's lovely but no one would ever know it. From now on I want you to wear it down, like this."

Vickie gently pulled out the pins and the long folds cascaded down Penny's back.

"Oh, I..."

"There, that's better. Now the eyes."

Vickie lifted off the woman's glasses and set them aside.

"But, Ma'am I can't..."

"Get yourself an appointment for contacts this afternoon. Those lovely green eyes shouldn't be hidden behind glasses."

The woman looked down in embarrassment.

"And that outfit, in fact your whole wardrobe, has got to go," smiled Vickie.

"But..."

"You've got to dress like a real woman, Penny, not a stodgy, recluse. You've got to come out of your shell, make yourself attractive, even desirable. What you wear can say a lot about you and the kind of woman who works for Beaumont Investments."

"But this is the way I've always dressed."

"Yes and look where it got you, stuck in a dead end job for eight years. I almost passed you by for someone else because you had hidden your femininity so well. You have a great body Penny, but no one would ever know it with the clothes you've been wearing."

The secretary blushed.

"I... I just wouldn't know what to..."

"Here," said Vickie, handing Penny a package. "I took the liberty of finding your sizes and getting you an outfit. This will give you an idea of how I'll expect you to dress from now on."

The woman was nonplused.

"Why... thank you, but..."

"Go try it on. Then come back here and show me how attractive you can really be."

"I... I... Yes ma'am," was the sheepish reply as Penny accepted the package and left to do as she had been directed.

Vickie thought that despite the fact that Penny was older, how much the secretary reminded her of herself when she had first come to stay with Andrea, naive, unsure of herself, vulnerable and very manipulatable. She's going to prove useful, thought the young CEO.

Penny went into the private dressing room which Vickie had indicated and opened the box. She almost gasped aloud when she withdrew the black micro mini dress made of a stretch material. Wondering how she would ever fit into the small and revealing dress, she turned her attention to the black thong panties, barely more than strings, the matching lacy garter belt, sheer black stockings and push-up bra. A pair of matching stiletto heels completed the outfit.

Penny hesitated, her modest upbringing giving her pause, yet she was excited as well, the naughtiness of seeing herself, for the first time in her life, in such an outfit, piquing her curiosity and repressed prurience.

"Come in," responded Vickie to the timid knock on her office door minutes later.

The door opened and closed quickly as the thoroughly mortified secretary slipped in, hoping no one else had seen her. She hobbled a bit on the six inch heels, but knew, when she saw Vickie's eyes, that her boss approved of what she saw.

Vickie was amazed at the transformation. The once drab, uninteresting and mousy figure had become a woman of stunning beauty and sexual desire, the dress clinging to her like a second skin, revealing every curve.

"My God, Penny, what a beauty you are," opined Vickie, smiling as her eyes roved up and down the woman's body.

"... Thank you..." responded Penny, burning with embarrassment at, for the first time, being ogled by another person, man or woman.

"Turn around, let me see everything," smiled Penny, admiring the secretary's shapely legs, full hips, small waist and breasts which were stretching the top of the dress to its utmost, revealing a great deal of cleavage.

"I think you can see just about everything anyway," tittered the woman as she spun about, beginning to enjoy the attention.

"Now that's what I call an outfit... and that's what I call a woman."

Penny reddened again.

"Thank you Ma'am."

"You see, Penny, all you have to do is open yourself up, be willing to try something new, something different, something a little... shall we say naughty."

"This outfit is certainly that all right," tittered the auburn haired beauty.

"And what about you, Penny? Are you ready for a little naughtiness?"

"What do you mean?"

"Oh come on now, certainly you didn't think I rescued you from the office pool, gave you an important, well paying job and bought you that outfit just so you could be office eye candy."

"I don't understa..."

"You're a woman now, a real woman. I like my women beautiful Penny and desirable. Can you be desirable as well as beautiful?"

"You mean... ?"

"It's one thing for a woman to look desirable. It's something else altogether for her to act that way."

"What do you mean?" asked the flustered woman as Vickie approached her slowly and seductively.

"I told you a while ago that I wanted three things in an executive secretary, to handle the office, project an alluring image and last and most important, to provide to my personal needs and those of our clients."

"What sorts of needs?" asked Penny.

Vickie reached out and softly touched the woman's face. Penny reddened again as Vickie's hand slowly ran through the auburn locks.

"Are you satisfied with your sexual life, Penny?"

"What? What does that have to do... ?"

Vickie motioned to the overstuffed couch against the wall and gently guided the woman to it, dimming the office lights and locking the office door along the way.

"It's a simple question Penny. Are you satisfied sexually?"

"I can't see how that..."

"Because I look into your eyes and I see the look of a woman unfulfilled."

"My private life is my busin..."

"How many times Penny? How many times have you made love? To a man? To a woman?"

"That's none of your..."

"You haven't, have you? You've never known what it's like to become a woman... completely."

"I... I..." stammered Penny, somehow ashamed that, at twenty-eight, she was still a virgin.

"It's all right Penny. I understand. All those years, holding back, afraid..." said Vickie as her arm went around the shoulder of her employee.

The secretary sobbed, then looked away.

"I can change all that, Penny. I can give you what you've pined for all these years, what you've secretly wanted and been afraid to go after."

"... No... I've... I've been saving myself."

"And look what it's gotten you, a life of yearning and unhappiness."

"But I wouldn't even know how..."

"Let me guide you Penny... guide you into true womanhood."

"But..."

"No buts, just let yourself go. You were reluctant to try on the outfit, but you did and now you see what a different person you have become. Open yourself to me Penny and I can give you what you've only dreamed of. I can fulfill your womanhood"

"You mean... you?"

"It's always easier with a woman. I'll be gentle and understanding. I'll make sure this is the most enjoyable moment of your life. Then, later, if you wish, I can introduce you to some nice men who can provide a different experience altogether."

"You're... you're saying you want to..."

"Let's take it slowly," suggested Vickie. "Have you ever kissed a woman?"

"No!... I..."

"Just relax Penny, I promise you're going to like it. Just open yourself to something new, something different," cooed Vickie seductively as she neared Penny's lips.

The secretary's eyes fluttered closed and Vickie first brushed her lips against Penny's, then her arms went round the older woman as her mouth closed on lips trembling in fear and anticipation.

Penny felt the first waves of erotic excitement shoot through her as her mouth opened to Vickie's gently probing tongue. She felt the tightness between her legs and the moisture ooze from her hot vagina as Vickie's tongue played in her mouth. Penny's nipples hardened as Vickie lay her back on the couch and brought her leg between those of the now panting secretary.