Anna is a hard charging female executive. She knows exactly what she wants, and has no problem taking it. She holds the kind of powerful sexual feminine energy that people feel when she enters a room. Many men try and gain her attention, or at least, the brave ones who aren't afraid of her clear dominant streak. She is a stunning display of confidence and sexuality. But she was finding herself more and more frustrated with men. She was starting to see that her needs were a little more complicated than she had realised.
Anna was rolling on her thigh high stockings getting ready to go to work. She was up at 5am, as she was most days. Her discipline was something that most admired. She pinned her stockings to her garter belt, pulled on her pencil skirt and buttoned up her white blouse before tucking it in. Her black framed reading glasses provided structure and an air of severity to her gorgeous feminine face and blue eyes. Her dark hair pinned back in a bun. At 38 she could make anyone drool for her. But the old games were tiring. She needed something more... something else.
She sighed deeply as she pushed the elevator button and ascended towards the tenth floor to her office. It was hardly exciting to be heading into work where she had to constantly rouse on her subordinate's work performance, or lack thereof. Working in finance meant long days and a lot of high risk. Something many people were not cut out for.
Truthfully many people in the building avoided Anna. And that was how she liked it.
As she strode into her corner office and shut the door, she found herself staring absent mindedly out her generous windows.
Her focus became intent on a rather beautiful young woman who had crossed the busy traffic and seemed to be headed towards her building. This girl must have been young, perhaps 25, 27?
She was so feminine.. cute. A little unsure of herself it seemed, even in the way she walked. She was dressed in pretty white attire and Anna could see she has a nice shapely bum.
Hmm... this was unusual for Anna. She'd of course experimented with women.. but never really considered herself bisexual. She brushed it off. Maybe it had been too long since she was with someone.
She busied herself with her emails. Before long she found herself calling Allan to rip him a new one. The poor little idiot should have seen it coming. He made a rather large mistake last week and Anna had of course realised. She didn't miss much.
While in the middle of this terse conversation, Miss Samantha walked in.
'I'm terribly sorry to interrupt, Ms Cartwright, however, this here is Sarah. Apparently she is your new assistant? Bob hired her'.
Anna was unimpressed with the intrusion. Firstly the literal intrusion into her office, then of the intrusion of Bob. Hiring someone as her assistant without asking her? How dare he? Why should he care if she's working long hours? She made him a lot of money.
Anna didn't even pay attention to Sarah at all. She waved the intrusion in and continued berating Allan. Miss Samantha smiled apologetically to Sarah and showed her to a seat in the office, before exiting as quickly as her legs would allow.
Sarah swallowed hard. She was not used to dealing with people as forward as Ms Cartwright... Anna that is. She was from the country and was very politely mannered. Her thoughts immediately swirled to fears of getting in trouble... or that Ms Cartwright would fire her! She was completely indulged in her own worry-fest when she realised Anna was looking straight at her. She must have missed the end of the phone call.
'Ahem, hello... was it Sarah?'
'Yes... um yes it is. Hi!' Sarah returned nervously. She crossed and re-crossed her legs.
'Hmm, I don't believe I asked for an assistant... but I suppose you might be of help to me. I'll warn you I am not easy to work for, but if you do well I'll provide the best references to anyone you wish. I am a fair woman. And I reward those who at least put the effort in. No one is expecting perfection.'
'Ok... yes, that sounds... reasonable'. Replied Sarah. She was fixated on Anna's steely blue eyes and the way they made her feel like Anna was already privy to her secrets and delving into the depths of her soul. She blinked her eyes a few times and looked at the ground. It seemed safer.
Anna was struck by Sarah immediately. She did not bother to realise initially that Sarah was the exact girl who had captured her attention crossing the road earlier. She found herself truly interested in this tiny framed gorgeous woman in front of her. Where has she been hiding? She thought. Anna was no newbie to sexual dominance... but she found herself wanting to explore that side with this new assistant. She admonished herself. How could she think such things? This is work. She is a professional. She would never muddy the two.
Anna briskly stood and asked Sarah to leave. She had to clear her thoughts.
'Miss Samantha will help you with your induction. I'm afraid I have work to do'.
She showed Sarah the door before closing it behind her. She then tried to resolve herself to her work... but the damn scent of Sarah's perfume was still permeating her office. Lavender? No... vanilla? UGH she couldn't identify what the sweet smell was. And her soft eyes and big lips. For fucks sake- Anna thought to herself. How am I supposed to get anything done now? 'I'm going to kill Bob' she thought. That man always seemed to find a way of creating more problems than solving them.
Anna's manicured hand found its way down under her skirt. She needed release. Her thoughts were drifting to what it would feel like to have Sarah's body straddling her lap. Feeling her pussy and teasing her nipples. Restraining her bent over her desk. Mmmmmmm. Oh yes. Her pussy was wet and responding. Anna's pussy never lies about what she really wants.
My god... she realised she truly was sexually craving a woman. And not just any woman.... A submissive of her own. She considered the possibility of a beautiful soft little body draped across her lap. Soft feminine lips to kiss and silky smooth skin.
And a helpless little body to fuck and make scream. Her fingers were deep in her pussy now... before she heard a knock at the door.
She jolted her hand out of her pussy. Now she was pissed. Who the FUCK could that be?
Sarah waited patiently at the other side of the door. She was worried Anna already didn't like her. She seemed very insistent on getting her out of her office as soon as she could. Sarah thought maybe if she offered to get her a morning coffee and made some small talk they might get off to a better start? She smiled her sweetest smile and sucked in a deep breath.