SEXretary
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Sam Nichols had a comfortable, reasonably well paid job in a computing firm called Stewart Computing. He was twenty two and had recently graduated college and had been lucky to find such a good job in the firm on the edge of San Diego, just a couple of hours drive away from where his parents still lived with his younger sister Lizzie in the small town of River Falls. When he was growing up Sam's parents had known Henry Stewart, the owner of Stewart Computing who had lived in River Falls until he had been divorced by his wife and had moved out when Sam was about sixteen. That had been the last Sam had seen of Henry Stewart as his parents were better friends with Henry's wife, Sadie, who stayed on in River Falls with Henry's three sons, the eldest of whom. Brad, had been at high school with Sam. Although he hadn't seen Henry Stewart in six years, Sam had the impression that this family connection was what had secured him such a comfortably lucrative job. Sam was a quiet, introverted person who hadn't had a girlfriend since Britney Walker in High School and lived alone in a sparse little apartment on the outskirts of San Diego not far from the offices of Stewart Computing. Sam was a small and quiet person, barely noticed by his colleagues among whom he hadn't made any close friends. His life followed a dull, regular routine of long days at work then an evening alone in the apartment, watching TV with a cheap take-out meal. Every Sunday he drove the two hours to River Falls to have dinner with his family. Sam thought himself satisfied with this routine if not greatly happy. However, one quiet, dull Thursday afternoon at the office his life was completely turned upside down.
There was a knock on the wall of his cubicle, Sam felt his little, enclosed cubicle to be his own personal space where he could be safe against the world outside and he wasn't entirely happy about it being invaded. He looked up to see his boss, Jemma, who smiled at him:
"Can you come into my office a moment, Sam?" she said.
Sam felt a sudden rush of nervousness run through his body, what could he have done to cause Jemma to be angry? Or maybe she was going to offer him a raise or a promotion? Thus it was with a mixture of anticipation and worry that Sam followed Jemma through the outer office where her PA would normally be but which was now empty and into Jemma's own plush, large office. Jemma motioned for Sam to sit down in one of the large comfortable chairs in front of her sturdy wood desk on which glistened a silver name label reading "Jemma Stevens" as she sat in her high leather chair on the other side of her computer and started to talk to him.
"As you may or may not know Sam," Jemma began, "We've been doing a routine de-bugging of all the company's computers and discovered a huge bulk of memory taken up on yours," Sam gulped, he felt now that he knew what this was all about and he wasn't liking that thought, "I decided to give it a closer investigation and can you guess what I found?"
Sam was stunned silent, he didn't know what to say or how to react under his boss' glare, it felt like an age as Sam, already not the tallest of people, shrank back into his chair as Jemma stared, seemingly calm and serene, over the top of her stylish, small, titanium rimmed glasses. After what was probably only a couple of seconds, Jemma decided to answer her own question by turning the screen towards him. Flashing up on the screen were a selection of the photo and video files that had been taking up the large amounts of memory space on his computer, but Sam didn't think that using company time and company computers was the biggest issue here. The images that were flashing up in front of Sam were the images of his slowly and carefully accumulated stash of internet pornography. Timid and shy, Sam found the only release for his pent up sexual urges to come from using his time when nobody else was around in downloading masses of pornographic material and then retiring to the men's room to jerk off over it. Deep down, Sam must have realised that eventually this habit would catch up with him and he would get caught but he couldn't stop himself.
"Imagine my surprise when I found what it was that was taking up all your computer space," Jemma continued, "Who would have thought that quiet, retiring Sam would be the one to get caught for this."
The images, initially mostly made up of naked women and scenes of men and women fucking, gradually evolved into more and more lesbian pictures and then went further into pictures of crossdressers and shemales, stripping off to reveal the secret hanging between their legs, fucking women and fucking and being flicked by men. As the screen showed deeper into Sam's internet explorations and deeper into his growing perversions and fantasies, he felt himself shrinking even farther back and becoming ever more red with the embarrassment of the situation.
"Obviously, Sam," Jemma said to him with a seriousness that worried Sam very much as she turned off the slideshow of porno images, "There's no way that you can continue working for Stewart Computing in your current position. Normally in this sort of situation, the company policy is simply to fire the person involved, but you're in luck. My PA has just quit and I need someone to fill her shoes fairly immediately. It's not a taxing or difficult job and the pay is a fair amount less than you're used to, but let's face it, it's the best offer you've got. Besides, there are plenty of ways of picking up a few bonuses with the job," at this Sam was sure that he saw Jemma wink seductively at him.
Sam felt a slightly worrying stirring in his groin at this thought, the, albeit very brief, sight of some of the sexy images from his computer didn't help this feeling either, nor did the fact that Sam had, once or twice before, fantasised about situations where he was dominated by his boss. Jemma was only about six or seven years older than Sam but had rapidly risen to become the company's chief executive, despite founding the company Henry Stewart was never seen there any more and just reaped the financial benefits. Jemma was generally quite commanding and stem but was definitely a good boss and, despite her generally hard attitude, could be understanding as well. Although not absolutely gorgeous, Jemma was quite attractive, with a slender, well proportioned body and blonde hair cut in an expensive, short style. She carried herself in such a confident way as to seem especially sexy and her firm, uncompromising style was something that attracted her to Sam in his dreams and fantasies. The thought of a woman who was generally rather asexual in the workplace and kept her personal and work lives separate flirting with Sam was quite a shock and especially after she had essentially fired him. Even though he saw that seductive wink, he wasn't sure he believed it. Still, agreeing with her assessment that he couldn't do any better, Sam humbly agreed to take up the job as Jemma's PA. Jemma gave a big smile.
"Excellent," she said in a slightly seductive voice he had never heard her use before, "Come over to my place around eight this evening and I'll help prepare you for your new job," here Sam was absolutely certain there was another seductive wink and he agreed readily to her proposition, thinking eagerly of what she could be after from him. Jemma handed him the address of a swanky apartment in San Diego and said, "Now, clear your desk, I want you gone 'from your old job by three, and don't tell anyone about this."
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That evening, Sam made his way to the luxury apartment address that Jemma had given him, not exactly knowing what to expect from the evening but definitely excited by the prospect of what Jemma could be wanting from him. At five minutes to eight he rang the bell of the apartment block and Jemma let him in, he knew that his being early would show his eagerness but there was nothing that he could do about that. The apartment block had an elevator up to the high floor where Jemma's apartment was but Sam decided to take the stairs to calm his nerves. Jemma answered the door dressed in a blouse and knee length skirt, she smiled briefly and ushered him into the living room which was designed in a sumptuous, feminine decor that Sam felt was a little incongruous with Jemma's hard edged personality. There were a number of soft, plush sofas in shades of pink and red and one wall was almost entirely made up with full length mirrors that made the opulence of the room look even grander.
Sam had assumed that for whatever he and Jemma were going to do they would have the apartment to themselves, however now he heard the sounds of somebody moving around in the next room. He began to realise how little he knew about his boss outside a work environment, for some reason he had assumed that Jemma lived alone and the discovery that she didn't was quite a surprise. The door to the next room opened and in came the apartment's other inhabitant.
"Sam, this is my roommate Helena," Jemma introduced them.
"So," Helena said in a sensual purr, seeming to size him up, "You're the new secretary," she smiled at him, licking her lips.
Compared with the hard edged Jemma, Helena was far more overtly feminine and sexy and Sam guessed that the apartment's decor was her responsibility. Although she seemed about ten years older than Jemma, Helena was certainly the more naturally sexy of the two, tall with long smooth sensual legs, feminine curves and large breasts, Helena also dressed in a way that enhanced her sexiness rather than covering herself with the business like exterior which Jemma did. Helena was wearing a pink sweater with a very low-cut v-shaped neckline that showed off her cleavage and clung to the curve of her breasts while her legs were equally well revealed by a very short blue denim mini-skirt. She had stylish, long blonde hair and large, scarlet lips that she had a habit of licking seductively and eyes that had a naughty twinkle as if she was always thinking about something kinky.
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