Like most little boys I had dreamed of becoming a footballer when I grew up. Unlike most I got tantalizingly close to making that dream a reality. A Premiership club had signed me when I was 17 and the following year I was picked to start my first Premier League match.
I didn't get that far as just before half time I collided with another player while going up for a header landed awkwardly and wrenched out the ligaments in my right knee. That was the end of my football career. I spent a year training hard in the gym to get back to full fitness. As well rehab for my leg I worked hard on my upper body strength and developing a physique that got me more than few complements.
But I just couldn't get back to where I needed to be. I could have signed for a non-league club but I have always strived to be at the top of what ever it was I was doing, and that wasn't good enough. However while I was recovering I had taken time to study, which led a degree in financial management and I was now working for a firm selling corporate insurance.
Of course I managed to get into finance just as the bubble burst and was desperate for a contract before I got canned. I only had one ace in the fire an Internet company I'd be fine if I could just get the managing director to sign on the line.
The managing director was a formidable woman, Miss Derbyshire, she was in her late 40's but still very attractive, with large firm breasts a small waste and a beautiful booty, she also had a slightly flirtatious way with her which was always able to wrong foot me. I'd had numerous meetings with her but I still couldn't get her to commit. I had one last chance.
I got to her office a little early I wanted to be relaxed and not rushed her secretary gave me look as I entered the outer office.
"Back again?"
She asked I nodded and smiled.
"She must be sweet on you, I'll tell her you're here."
She relayed this information via the intercom and I was shown into the main office. In side Miss Derbyshire who was sitting perched in the edge of her desk greeted me.
"Well hello Peter, how nice to see you again."
"It's nice to see you again Miss Derbyshire."
"Janice, please. Sit down."
I looked at her as I moved toward the seat she had indicated, she was wearing a black skirt, stockings and a white blouse, the skirt was quite short but she had the legs to pull it off. The white blouse was just open enough so I could just see the top of her cleavage and I was certain that she wasn't wearing a bra. She stood as I sat and slowly walked around her desk, she had a wiggle like Monroe's and bright red stilettos to match. She took her seat behind the desk and we got down to business.
After about an hour I wasn't making any headway, she seemed to find a fault with everything. Things she had asked to be put in the contract last time were now wrong. Also I found myself mulling over the throwaway comment her secretary had said, was Janice sweet on me? Suddenly with my mind wondering I said the first thing that came into my head.
She had made a slightly flirtatious remark about 'my footballers legs'.
"Would you like to see them?"
"See what?"
She caught my gaze, as I snapped back to reality I had an out I could fluff some line about the policy. My heart was racing I wasn't sure what to do. If I got this wrong, misread the situation. I'd be for the high jump. I had a split second to think.
"My footballers legs, I'll let you see me undressed if you seal the deal."
She put down the papers she had in her hands and sat back in her chair her eyes not leaving mine. Her hand reached for the phone and for a moment I stopped breathing. She pressed a button on the phone to operate the intercom.
"Sandy we are at a crucial stage in the contract. Absolutely no interruptions."
I started to breath again.
"Well go on then, I'm waiting."
Janice smiled at me as I went to stand.
"Nice and slow, I want to appreciate everything."
I took my jacket off and hung it over the back of the chair. Then I slowly removed my tie before unbuttoning my shirt. I pulled the shirt off and threw it over the back of the chair.
"Very nice." She said, I looked over and smiled at her.
"Oh please don't stop."
Her voice was the same as when we were discussing business but suddenly standing there topless I started to feel a little aroused. I kicked off my shoes and quickly dispatched my socks then slowly undid my belt my button and my fly. Carefully letting my trousers fall to the floor. I stood there in from of her in just a pair of black Kelvin Cline briefs.
"There you are." I said.
"My footballers legs and body. Now the contract."