Part 1.
David Barclay
When checking and clearing old files from my PC I came across this story I'd written at the time when the events described here were happening. I've no great pretensions as an author, but since I read stories here at literotica I decided to submit part 1. It's in several parts so let's see how part1 is received. The events are broadly true with a little embellishment in later episodes but I've enjoyed rereading events from a very enjoyable past employment. It would be nice to think that readers here enjoy it too.
I didn't realise on the day that Anne started as my PA that things would turn out the way they have. I am a director of a large international company, and my previous PA had left to take up a new post. Anne had been working in another department just down the corridor, and when I interviewed her for the PA role I felt she was ready for promotion, and more responsibility. She seemed willing, lively, enthusiastic, and keen to please.
At the time I didn't realise the significance of that judgement, but things have turned out to be very interesting indeed. She proved to be a very able PA, and quickly became a key partner in handling my office requirements. Perhaps at this point I should describe both Anne and me (David).
I am 45, slim, average looks, and what most people would describe as a successful businessman. In my current role I have responsibility for a major part of our corporation here in the UK and like most successful business people I guess I must have a dominant personality. I don't suffer fools gladly, but I am careful to look after the interests of my people.
Anne is 35, but could easily pass for 25 with a very "English" look - blond, blue eyes, slim, with a very pale complexion, a size 8, and very attractive. A personality that is lively, considerate, keen to learn, and keen to please. I cannot deny that her looks and personality influenced my decision at the interviews.
As I stated earlier our relationship was easy from the start, we got on well, she was good at her job, and she obviously enjoyed looking after me - she would bring me coffee as soon as I arrived in the office, update me on messages, actions, meetings, and so on. The relationship gradually became mildly flirtatious in the way that many office relationships do - I would comment on her outfit, compliment her on her new hairdo and so on. I also loved looking at her legs - I am a "leg man"! but my only disappointment was that perhaps 50% of the time she would wear trouser suits.
The turning point in the relationship came over Christmas when I had taken her out for the traditional celebration lunch. It was really the first time we had spent several hours in each other's company alone. We got on really well, and somehow the conversation got round to relationships and sex.
I found out that her husband liked her to be dominant, to wear rubber and to whip him, but that she felt really uncomfortable with this. It became very clear to me that she had latent submissive tendencies and we discussed my thoughts on the subject.
Although she was reluctant to confirm this (never having tried it) it was clear that she did harbour such thoughts. I decided that it would be worthwhile putting my theories to the test. This was the turning point in our relationship. What now follows is a true description of how things have progressed since that lunch.
Given that I am a confirmed leg man I started by telling her that fact, and that she was therefore disappointing me when she wore trousers. I also explained that I really prefer my PA to wear skirts, and that stockings and suspender wearing would be my orders if it wasn't for PC policies.
Of course this then led to an agreed secret rule that she would give it a try - I did notice a slight flush as she said this. I must say that I wasn't disappointed because the very next day she was wearing a brown suede effect skirt noticeably shorter than any previous and to my trained eye it was clear that stockings were the order of the day.
