After searching and hunting for a new job, I finally got a call from a man named Mr. Adam Reinhardt, about a month into my search. He owned a small advertising firm, Reinhardt and Associates, and was looking for a secretary to help out around the office with the usual. Considering that I have several years experience with this type of work, I knew there was no way he couldn't not hire me. When I was on the phone with Mr. Reinhardt, I was immediately impressed with his deep, sexy voice. He seemed fairly young though, at least for being a business owner. He told me he was looking for someone with exceptional administrative experience and needed an attractive person to greet his clients. This was going to be a slice of pie.
Now I don't mean to brag but like I said, I've got the skills required for the position and as far as the attractiveness part, well lets just say....
"You're definitely hired, that is, if you're sure you want the job," Adam told me.
"Uh, yes, sure. Definitely. When would you like me to start?"
"How does Monday sound?" he asked.
"Monday's perfect."
"Ok, great. Well, I guess I'll be seeing you Monday morning, say around nine."
"Thank you so much, Mr. Reinhardt. I will be looking forward to Monday." I told him.
"Adam. You can call me Adam, Janelle. I'm too young to be called 'Mr. Reinhardt,'" he explained.
"Oh, ok. Sure, Adam. Bbbyyeee." I waved and smiled as we wrapped up the interview and I exited the building.
I could not wait until Monday. Just like I suspected, Adam Reinhardt was fucking gorgeous. He stood about six feet tall, medium, but muscular build, an amazing smile with dimples to go along, and sparkling green eyes. It was obvious Adam spent several days at the gym, I could just imagine what his chest looked like under his white collared, button up dress shirt. When he came from out of his office to greet me, I instantly felt my panties become moist. He stood in front of me in his white shirt and khaki pants, he had on brown shoes and a brown belt to add the final touches. I wanted to melt right there in the chair. And you know, now that I am thinking about it, I didn't notice a wedding ring on his left hand. This job is going to be interesting.
I left the office and drove away in my car to go have lunch with a girlfriend. Amy has been telling me for months now, that I need to find a man. But after Brett and I split up I didn't want to have to worry about answering to anybody. I moved into my own place, a two bed, two bath condo in a quiet part of town with a pool, Jacuzzi and fitness center, which I frequented often. Between work, school two nights a week, occasional nights out with the girls, and the pool and fitness center, I didn't need a man to occupy my time. Although I must admit, for the past 8 months I have been relying on my vibrators and dildos to do the trick, and I've been more than ready to feel a man give me some deep penetration. Nothing is better than the real thing.
"Amy will you quit pushing me to find a man? It's not like I would have a problem getting one, I just don't want one. Besides, I got a new job today and my boss is drop dead sexy!" I explained to her.
"Really? That's exciting. So what does this Mr. drop-dead-sexy look like?"
"He's tall, built very nice. I can tell he spends a few days a week at the gym. I bet his body is amazing underneath his clothes. He's got green eyes, brown hair and he has a nice tan. You know, it's funny that I noticed all of these things, because his smile is what had me so mesmerized. I couldn't stop starring at his mouth. He had a beautiful smile with dimples on his cheeks, and the whitest teeth ever!" I went on.
"Well, he sure sounds like a ten. How old is this guy anyway?"
"Oh, that's another thing I forgot to mention, he's young, probably thirty or so. I wouldn't guess over thirty-five. And I don't think he's married either." I started to become slightly aroused just thinking and talking about him. "He even smelled amazing. He smelled so clean and fresh...I don't know what the hell has gotten into me?"
"Nothing! That's your problem Janelle. Nothing has gotten into you for the past nine months, well I don't know about nothing, but at least not a man anyway!"
"Shut up you bitch, how dare you," I said with a laugh.
"Well it's the truth, I am your friend, and I am just being honest honey. Well, I am very happy that you've gotten a new job. Sounds like a packaged deal, new job with a hot boss to look at all day, I think I might just be a tad jealous. I gotta listen to some old fart's bullshit every day of the week. I wish they'd find someone to replace his ass." Amy went on about working at Fidelity Financial.
We finished our lunch and our glasses of wine and I headed home. The Jacuzzi sounded relaxing, besides I couldn't stop daydreaming about Mr. Reinhardt. The Jacuzzi seemed like a good place to relax, unwind....and daydream.
I slipped out of my clothes and into my hot pink bikini, which by the way looked incredible on my bronzed skin. I grabbed a towel and another glass of wine and headed out the door. When I got to the clubhouse, there was an older woman working out in the fitness area and the rest of the place was empty. Everyone else was probably at work, considering it was only Thursday afternoon. I walked to the other end of the fitness room to enter into the Jacuzzi room. The smell of chlorine singed my nose hair. I laid my towel on the bench then headed towards the steps. I slowly entered the hot, bubbly water and my forehead immediately broke out in beads of sweat. The hot tub felt exhilarating. I sat down and the water reached just above my breasts. The jets were doing a fantastic job of massaging my back. I closed my eyes and once again started picturing Adam.
"Hello Adam, how was your weekend?" I asked as I walked past his office in my tight black dress pants, Gucci heels and teal V-neck shirt.
I dressed well, looked and felt great and was confident of myself. How could I not be? I am twenty-six years old, got a body to die for, beautiful platinum blonde hair, and a face that belonged in just about every magazine. To be more precise about my looks, I too, have an incredible smile, (thanks to four years of braces when I was in high school), deep, seductive blue eyes, tanned skin, size 6 jeans, perky 36 B tits, weighing about 120 pounds and standing in at about 5"6'. So you see, I have nothing to be ashamed of. I am young, hot and single.
"My weekend wasn't bad, how 'bout yours Janelle?"
"Oh, nothing special, just hung out by the pool and grabbed a few drinks with some friends." I told him.
