Sitting at my desk, I looked out the window, rain was coming down. I was feeling good. It was one of those lazy days. The rain outside stopped a lot of the work. Here I was twenty-one years old, sitting behind my own desk, feet up, just relaxing. An assistant engineer...doesn't that sound good. It had been a long and hard struggle to get to where I was today. Inside I was really laughing to myself. I sat back with my hands folded behind my head, and tried to remember the day I came to this office looking for a job.
I was just 16 years old. I wanted to be an engineer. I would do anything just to be around engineers. I remember the day I came to this building. I took the elevator to the 5th floor. When I got out of the elevator and walked to the main doors. I opened it and walked in. I stopped, looking all around, and gazed at the view before me. There were cubicles all over the place...right side...left side, and a path right down the middle. It was quiet, except for nice music playing in the background, I did not know which way to go so I just went down the middle. At the end of the isle was a desk; and at that desk was a red head. She was beautiful. She had the body of venus-de-milo, at least from the waist up, for that is all I could see, and a face you could not look away from. She had on a blouse with the top cut just above the nipples of her breasts. It seemed to push them up even further. She wore no jewelry around her neck so her cleavage was clear and prominent. A lump formed in the back of my throat, and I continued to stare.
"Can I help you young man?" She asked.
"I have an appointment with Mr. Jones. "My name is Jim Lane."
"Well just a minute Mr. Lane, I'll see if Mr. Jones is ready for you."
She turned to the phone-intercom, but I could not take my eyes off her. She was a fabulous looking woman. I only wish I could see below the desk. While I was standing there waiting, another older women walked by. She had a pile of papers in her hand and she was heading for the office. "Is Bob busy? ," She asked the redhead.
"I'm trying to get him now. He has an appointment with Mr. Lane."
The lady turned and stared at me. She started at the top of my head, down to my feet, and then back up again. She turned to the secretary and said, " I take him in with me." She looked directly into my eyes and raised her hand and crooked her finger at me and said, " come with me Mr. Lane." I followed her like a little lamb. As we entered the room, I stopped inside the door. She proceeded toward the desk and stopped at the side. Mr. Jones was sitting there reading some papers. He looked up, first at me and then at the woman. "This is Mr. Lane," she said, "he has an appointment with you. I don't have anything important so I'll let you get on with Mr. Lane." She walked to the door, stopping in front of me, and whispered." I'll see you later."
"Well what can we do for you Mr. Lane? I talked to your uncle two nights ago and he told me you want to be an engineer."
"Yes Sir! I want to be an engineer more than anything in the world ," I said.
"Your uncle is a good friend of mine and I know he wants you to do a good job here. So we will put you to work." Is there anything special you want to do?" he asked
"No Sir! I'll do anything you want. I want to learn everything."
"Well Mr. Lane you will have the run of the office. You will be stocking shelves, running errands, learning to use the machines and even getting lunches. Is that ok with you, do you think you can handle that?"
"Yes Sir! What ever you say is ok with me. I appreciate the opportunity. Where do I go now?"
" My secretary out front will set you up with a place and we will keep in contact. If here is anything you need you let me know"?
I got up, thanked him, and headed for the door and that gorgeous red head. As I approached the desk, she was just answering the intercom. She turned to me and said, " Well Mr. Lane it seem you are hired and I'm to set you up with what ever you need."
"The name is Jim, but my friends call me Jimmy."
"Well Jimmy, welcome to the company. Now lets see if we can find you a place to sit." When she got up and came around the desk I just sucked in my breath. She wore a leather skirt that came to mid-calf and was so tight across her ass I thought it was going to split. She took me to a large storeroom. Over in the corner was a small desk. It had the usual stuff on top, even a telephone. "How about this," she said. "I'll get you some stuff to read about the office. In the meantime just relax and walk around and get use to the place. If there is anything I can do for you, you will let me know." She smiled. I was tempted to tell her what I really wanted from her but thought I better keep quiet for now. All the hormones in my body were going into over drive every time I looked at this girl. After she returned to her desk, I started looking around the place. Behind each of the cubicles was either a man or a woman. All the men were engineers; most of the women were either engineers or secretaries. All were between the ages of 25 to 35 and dressed extremely well. Most of the women were foxes and were not shy about showing their stuff. Great looking tits that begged to pop out of low cut blouses. Hot short skirts that hugged tight asses. Most of them had the legs to match. I did notice that one of the ladies was a little on the petite size and was not as gorgeous as the rest. Her tits were huge and her clothes were looser and her skirt longer. She had long blond hair and her skin was light with freckles. She did have a nice smile with round eyes and a wide mouth. I couldn't help but wonder how she fit into this bevy of thin, beautiful women.
I found out later that the woman that took me into Mr. Jones's office was Mss Simms the Chief Engineer and direct assistant to Mr. Jones. She was older then the rest of the girls in the office. She was probably in her early 40's or late 30's. She did not lack any of the attributes of the younger ladies of the office by no means. She stood 5' 7" and weighed about 130 lbs with about 5 lbs of that belonging to her tits. Her hips were wide and her waist was not as narrow as a younger woman, but the shape was very appealing. She had that manor of authority and the rest of the office treated her with respect. As she entered Mr. Jones's office, she walked to the side of the desk and sat down. Mr. Jones finally looked up and smiled. He got up and stood in front of her leaning against the desk. "How long have you been with us Joan?" He asked.
"About 6 months Sir," she answered.
" And do you think that one day you will be sitting at this desk?"
"I hope to very much."
"You know I have been watching you and you seem to be having quite a time with some of the associates here. I'm talking about the male ones. Is that the way you think you get ahead in this business?"
"I don't know what you mean."
"I mean do you think you will get this desk by fucking all the young men in this office?"
Mss Simms turned a pale shade of red and stared down at her folded hand in her lap.
"You know I have always believed that to get ahead in this business is to give a little head in the right place. Am I making myself clear?"
Mss Simms looked up at him and then down to the bulge in pants. He was only a foot from her and that bulge was right in front of her face. She never looked up but reached over and began to loosen his belt and then draw down the zipper. His erection was pressing hard against his briefs. She took hold of his pants and slowly slid them down letting them fall to his ankles. Then she hooked her fingers inside his briefs and rolled them down. His cock sprang forth and rested against his belly. It was huge, about 8 inches long and extremely hard with blue veins running along the side. She could not tell if he was cut or not because the head was fully exposed. She reached for his cock and took it into both hands and felt to heat coming from it. She could see small drops of pre-cum oozing from the tip. She pulled the cock toward her and with the tip of her tongue cleaned the head of cum. Then she proceeded to lick up and down the sides of his cock from tip to his hairy balls. She stroked it up and down as she licked. She heard moans coming from above and knew he was enjoying her work. She then took just the head in her mouth and ran her tongue around the crown. She sucked in her cheeks drawing as much pressure as she could and worked her mouth up and down taking as much as she could down her throat. He grabbed her on either side of her head with both hands and began to pump his cock into her mouth with a force. She gagged and tried to control the motion but he was savage in his pumping as if he tried to push his prick through the back of her neck. She increased the pressure of her hand and stroked his cock faster and harder hoping to bring him to completion and relieving her torture. Somehow it worked and he exploded in her mouth with a cry, aaaahhhhhh! She swallowed as much as she could but the force was such that some of his cum seeped out her lips and ran down her chin. His cock popped out of her mouth as he let go of her hair and grabbed the desk for support. She looked up at him. His eyes were closed and he had an expression of total satisfaction. She had drained him and she knew it. Now she waited for the results of her work.
"Oh my God, that was tremendous. I think if you continue in this fashion you are bound to get ahead in this firm." Without another word Mss Simms got up and left the office, wiping the cum from her chin as she went. She returned to her own office and sat down. The disgust she felt for the way he treated her made her boil inside. Is this what she had to endure to get to the top in this business. Is this what women have to do to rise to the executive level. She wondered how long she could take this belittlement and if it was worth the effort.
I was working in the storeroom when one of the secretaries, Judy, came in and asked me to help her find some plans. She said they were old ones and were probably stored high up on the shelves. I got the ladder and set it up and started to climb. She stopped me and said she better go up and look, as I did not know what she was looking for. I held the ladder still and she climbed up. Standing at the bottom I could see up her skirt even though it was tight. As she rummaged through the files on the shelf her legs spread wider and wider. My dick got harder and harder as I looked up into the crotch of this lovely lass's white panties. The ladder shook and she grabbed hold and looked down. "Are you holding the ladder?" She screamed. "Or are you looking up my skirt?"
"Both!" I answered. "What do you expect me to do, I'm only human."