The first time I met Kate, she was introduced to me by my boss as someone joining the team who would be looking to me as a mentor and for support as she got up to speed. A common occurrence and thus I barely registered the comment as I finished the work I was engrossed in. However, when I turned, I had to martial myself as I saw her for the first time. The first word that came to my mind was petite, she stood no taller than 4' 8", dwarfed by my height as I stood up to greet her. The rest of her body was in proportion to her height apart from her breasts which immediately drew my attention. I paused for a moment as I loomed above her watching her chest rise and fall as I caught a tiny glimpse of red lace poking out of her tight shirt.
Catching myself and seeing her obvious nervousness at the situation I took a step forward and jutted out my hand in greeting which she took and gently shook. All the while I couldn't help but look down into her eyes and imagine Kate on her knees at my feet. I smiled as disarmingly as I could.
"Pleased to meet you Kate, glad to have you on the team."
Before I could say anymore her reply almost burst from her lips.
"It's great to be here, I've heard so many great things and I'm really looking forward to working with you."
"Glad to hear my reputation proceeds me, I hope it wasn't all bad."
I replied with my customary self-deprecating shrug. I was used to these types of interactions at this point and was even used to having them with the often very attractive new hires. You see my boss at the time was one of the few women in management at the company and thus seemed to attract young women who wished to learn her secrets. However, there was something about Kate that drew me in further than most.
Perhaps it was the size difference and the way my mind instantly conjured images of me man handling the tiny woman around. Perhaps it was the glimpse of red lace or the tight jeans, or maybe I was just in that kind of mood. Whatever it was it took me a moment to martial myself back into work mode. After what felt like an overly long pause to me, but was likely just a momentary lull to them, I turned to my boss and smiled.
"Thanks for the introduction, unfortunately I'm engrossed in the work for Friday's meeting so feel free to give me a shout if you need any help but otherwise, I'm afraid I need to get back to it."
My boss nodded her head and turned to Kate.
"Well now that introductions have been made, I'll let you get on with your day. We'll have a one on one on Thursday but otherwise Garry here can give you a hand if you need it."
As Kate smiled and walked off towards a nearby desk I sat back at mine and tried to focus back onto the task at hand.
The day seemed to fly by from that point as most do when I have a deadline looming. However, Kate periodically came by to ask the usual new hire questions and as with all my mentees I tried to get to know her a bit rather than simply brushing her off.
She was originally from New York although thankfully had lost her accent in her time at university in Missouri. After university she had decided to stay in St. Louis, and this was her first full time position since deciding to stay in the city. Although I didn't ask her age directly (I am nothing if not a gentleman) I guessed this put her at around 24-25, a solid 4-5 year my junior.
As with most of my colleagues she seemed endlessly fascinated with my stories about growing up in Europe and I felt myself dropping into the same old rhythm of questions that almost everyone seems to want to ask. This did however offer me plenty of time to notice her appearance and apparent fascination with red lace undergarments, which I caught glimpses of everyday. As the week wore on, I also noticed that Kate seemed to like to work late, often not leaving until well past 18:00. However, I was still slightly surprised on Thursday night to feel the tap on my shoulder and see her standing next to my desk.
"Hi Garry, sorry to be a pain but I am waiting for some code to run and wondered if you could walk me through that spreadsheet again."
I smiled and gestured for her to steal one of my colleagues' empty seats and she quickly swung it around and sat down folding her legs underneath her and leaning towards my screen. We spent the next 30 minutes going through some of the basics that had apparently not yet sunk in. Eventually however she seemed to get the hang of it and therefore after checking my phone I excused myself to get a quick drink as she continued to experiment on my system.
Now I would like to claim what happened next was part of a carefully thought-out master plan to enthrall Kate but as with most things in life it came down to dumb luck. You see I had spent much of the afternoon messaging an old friend, a woman I had grown up with, who enjoyed my penchant for control. Outside of our usually monthly catchup sessions she would message me and ask for me to take control of her and her wife for the evening. Although doing so digitally would never be as satisfying as in person, I often obliged.
However, due to the time difference this often meant some risqué messages being sent during my workday. But hey, what's life without a bit of risk. Given the late hour and the lack of anyone else in the office I would not have predicted this would be the evening that this tryst would be discovered.
As I rounded the corner with coffee in hand, I saw Kate sat at my desk no longer typing or even looking at my computer but instead staring at my phone, left charging on my desk. She seemed to not notice my approach as I got close enough to see the multiple messages from Harriet on the screen. Eventually however Kate seemed to feel my looming presence behind her, and she turned to look at me.
For a moment I was unsure if I would be met with a tirade or awkward silence, fully expecting the interaction to end with messages to HR in either case. Instead, Kate's eyes remained planted firmly at the floor.
"Sorry sir I didn't mean to see the messages but there was quite a few of them and I thought something might be wrong."
In that moment I knew that lady luck had smiled on me. I leaned down over the top of Kate dwarfing her tiny frame as I reached for my phone. As I withdrew back to my full height, phone in hand, I paused a moment my mouth mere inches from her ear.
"Well, what did the messages say Kate, is everything okay."
Looking down at her I saw the blush begin in her cheeks and then spread across her neck and to the top of her breasts as she stuttered.
"Yeah, they just um... wanted to... ask you something."
"Now, now Kate it's very rude to read someone's private messages."
Somehow the blush seemed to deepen as she finally managed to look up at me having to stretch her neck as I stood directly in front of her.
"I'm really sorry sir."
As she said this, I felt the phone buzz in my hand as another message came through. Looking down at it I saw the message simply read "please sir". Believing that lady luck was on my side I decided to throw a Hail Mary and hope it didn't end in me getting fired or worse.
"Well, I need to make a quick phone call and since you were worried enough to read all my messages, I think it's only fair you make sure everything is indeed okay."
