As a rule, I generally, hate long international flights. I was on my way to Munich to attend a seminar about international business relations and to give a lecture at this same seminar. My company specializes in assisting client corporations with international cultural understanding as it relates to business and diplomatic issues. We have over 500 employees from every corner of the earth who assist with making cultural barriers less of a hardship and more of an asset to our clients. I started my company 15 years ago making it what it is today, a multi-million dollar enterprise.
As the flight droned on towards Munich a flight attendant asked me if I would care for another cocktail. I replied that water would be fine until breakfast is served. She smiled, turned and walked towards the galley to bring me a glass of water. I can never sleep on planes so I listened to music and worked on my lecture notes, fine tuning them towards my expected audience.
Upon arrival in Munich I went through immigrations, claimed my luggage and proceeded down to the train that would whisk me to the hauptbahnhof in downtown Munich. I then caught a taxi to the hotel where the seminar was going to be held and where the attendees were staying. Once in my room I took a quick shower, to help wake me up a bit, and then explored Munich for a while, killing time until I could go to sleep.
After breakfast I headed down towards the conference center at the hotel, checked in and got a schedule of the planned events. I discovered that I was due to give my lecture the following day right after the lunch break. I then proceeded into the main hall and found a seat for myself. After a while the conference hall began filling up with a very diverse group of people of many different ethnic and cultural backgrounds.
Just before the first speaker was to be introduced a young woman took the seat next to mine at the table. She dropped some papers as she tried to arrange her things so I bent over to pick them up. As I turned to hand them to her I looked into two of the darkest, most beautiful eyes I had ever seen. She then smiled, a dazzling smile, and thanked me.
"You are quite welcome. My name is Gordon." I said and then stuck out my hand to shake.
"Mine is Evelyn," as she took my hand. Her hand was very warm and soft. Just then the host began introducing the first lecturer of the day and so we both turned our attention towards the speaker.
After the first speaker there was a scheduled break and I stood to get some coffee. "Evelyn, would you like a cup of coffee?" She replied that she would and that she would join me so she could stretch her legs.
As I looked at Evelyn I was taken by her beauty. In addition to her nearly black eyes she had a lovely face framed by long light brown hair. She was wearing a business suit with a skirt that ended just above her knees. Despite the conservative nature of her suit I could tell she had a very nice figure. As we walked towards the coffee table I admired her derriere, which swayed back and forth nicely.
We made small talk for a while and then I asked her for whom she worked. "I'm currently not working as I just finished my PhD in international relations," she replied. "I've come to this seminar in an attempt to do a little networking in hopes of securing a job. There seem to be a number of companies and countries that might consider me."
"So, you don't want to remain in academia? I thought that was where all PhD's ended up after their studies." I asked.
Evelyn replied, "I thought about it but decided that I would prefer to work in the field instead of teach...at least for a while." Evelyn then inquired, "What do you do Gordon?"
I replied, "Well, I'm the owner of Creative Culture and I'm here to speak tomorrow on a number of subjects."
This knowledge brought a smile to her face as she said, "Oh! I was hoping to meet you during this seminar! You wouldn't happen to have any positions available, would you?"
I replied, "As a matter of fact, one of the reasons I come to these seminars is to do some talent scouting in addition to speaking. Why don't you email me your CV and any other pertinent information and I'll take a look at it. In the meantime, we can conduct an informal interview during lunch this afternoon, if that fits into your plans."
Evelyn beamed her beautiful smile at me and said, "That would be very nice. I would like that."
We returned to the conference with our coffee to listen to another speaker and I reviewed the CV and other materials that Evelyn had emailed me. When the speaker was finished Evelyn and I gathered up our materials and headed to the hotel restaurant.
As we walked I mentioned to Evelyn that I was very impressed with the information she had sent me. I had worked with and respected highly several of the people who wrote references for her. During lunch I asked her more questions about the fieldwork she had done and other details that I thought would be pertinent regarding the position I thought she would be suitable for.
When lunch was finished I had made my mind up that she would be an ideal fit for our company. "Evelyn, based on everything I have read and heard I think you would be an excellent fit in our company!" I then told her what the pay and benefits packages were and asked her what she thought.
She smiled and said, "Thank you, I think that would be great." And then we shook hands.
I told her, "Great! As of now you are on the job! Why don't we take the rest of the day off from this seminar because there aren't any speakers neither you nor I need to hear. Get some rest and we can go to dinner this evening and speak in more detail what I have in mind for you." She agreed and we parted company.
I went to my room and sent details about Evelyn to my Administrative Assistant and then took a nap. After a couple of hours, I got up, put on some workout clothes and headed to the hotel fitness center. Shortly after my arrival Evelyn arrived with the intent to work out as well. We greeted each other and set to our workouts. I was admiring Evelyn in her workout attire. She had on a white sports bra that seemed to have very thin material because her nipples were very pointy and looked as though they would break through the material. Her shorts seemed to mold to her body clinging to her skin, again, with very thin material.
We had a very similar workout routine so we assisted each other with the weights. As I was lying down to do some bench presses Evelyn nearly stood over me to spot me. I was able to discern the labia of her vagina through her thin shorts as I pumped the barbell up and down and began to feel a quiver in my own shorts as my penis decided to wake up. I then spotted for Evelyn as she did some bench presses and noticed that her nipples were seriously straining the integrity of her sports bra!
We then moved onto the treadmills for some aerobic exercise. The two treadmills were set up one behind the other and Evelyn opted for the front one. As we started walking to warm up I was able to admire her magnificent fanny! Her shorts had tended to ride up into the crack of her ass exposing, somewhat, the glorious mounds of her derriere. They had a lovely jiggle as she walked and ran which was beginning to pose problems for me! Luckily I had on very good jockstrap which kept my condition less obvious! After the workout I told Evelyn to wear something nice and dressy because we were going to a very nice restaurant for dinner to celebrate.
At the appointed time I went to Evelyn's room to collect her for dinner. I knocked on her door and when it was opened I was greeted by a vision of beauty! She had piled her hair on her head in a very becoming way. Her floor length gown was a very thin satin in multiple colors and spaghetti straps. The satin clung to her enhancing the shape of her body.
"You look lovely! I like what you have done with your hair." I stammered, taken by this vision of loveliness. Evelyn thanked me for the compliment and then put a light matching jacket on, took my arm and then we headed for the elevator. "I hope you don't mind walking. The restaurant is just around the corner and comes very highly regarded." Evelyn replied that she didn't mind walking so we continued arm in arm.
Upon arrival the Maître d' showed us to our table and I ordered Veuve Cliquot to celebrate Evelyn's new job. "I'm happy you ordered Veuve Cliquot as that is my favorite champagne! My parents sell their grapes to that vintner so it is very close to my family's heart." She went on to tell me about her life living near Reims in champagne country.
We killed the champagne and a bottle of Bordeaux during dinner while we talked about the job and our lives. After dinner and coffee, we wandered back to the hotel. I escorted Evelyn to her room and as we got to her door she invited me for a nightcap. She had a bottle of wine that she said was from her home that she would like to share with me as a token of her thanks. I told her that would be nice.
Her room was much the same as mine, a two room suite with a small sitting room just inside the door and a separate bedroom. Evelyn went to her room to fetch the bottle of wine and a corkscrew while I grabbed some glasses from the top of a table. When she came back with the bottle I noticed that she had taken her jacket off while in the bedroom. I tried not to stare at her in the dress she had on because I didn't think that was too becoming now that I was her boss.
Evelyn walked over and handed the wine and corkscrew to me to open the bottle. I was having a difficult time not staring so was thankful to have a task to perform. I poured us two glasses and then handed one to Evelyn while holding my own. I smiled and she smiled back and then said, "Thank you Gordon for giving me this job. You won't regret it, I promise." We tapped our glasses together and drank.
