New Bride and Bbc Boss

Hi - this is the story how 3 days after my wedding I became black owned!

My name is Julie. We live in a small city (or really big town), and I was with my boyfriend Jon since high school. I was a cheerleader, and he was on the football team and, in a city likes ours that's what was expected - for life.

I was quite tiny 5'1" 105 pounds very flat chested but huge nipples, long blond hair and a great shape although 29AA 22 34. I was completely smooth and really cute.

Jon was a football player - 6'2 210 pounds muscled and dark wavy hair.

As I had graduated high school Jon was finishing College. He had started a job as a sales rep for an office supply company 6 weeks before we married and had taken on several big accounts in the short period of time. He had already received a bonus. I was just finishing school, and we had agreed that we would not marry until I finished, and he graduated and that meant this weekend we would be married.

I had found a job as a receptionist for a lawyer downtown and started work Tuesday - which only gave us Sunday and Monday after the wedding. For Jon, he only had Sunday! We decided we'd wait 6 months for our honeymoon.

Our wedding was lovely - a little chapel, 60 guests, a nice dinner - but, as with weddings, we were exhausted afterwards and simply fell asleep on our first night when we got back to our apartment. The next day there was a brunch with out-of-town friends and then gift opening at my parents with dinner and we had fallen asleep again on Sunday night. Monday, Jon was off to work, and I had a day to tidy before starting work the next day.

I was excited to start work. I had worked in a small gift shop through school, but this was my first adult job. I had taken business courses in high school and certainly could answer the phone and file.

The law office only had one lawyer - Damon Boyd. Mr. Boyd had been a lawyer for 30 years and specialized in human resources - half case work and half research. He was used as an expert witness and conference speaker across the US. Mr. Boyd's parents had come from Ghana, and he was very dark black, taller than Jon at 6'4 and a very solid 280 pounds. He was imposing with a bald head and always impeccably dressed in magnificent jewelry.

I had purchased 5 days which I thought I could alternate. Black, blue, grey, white and red. They were all simply cut - sleeveless, a somewhat deep V-neck, mid thigh and they were a form fitting stretch fabric. I had also purchased 5 pairs of heels all 5-inch heels and the same number of bras, stocking, garters. I felt these good purchases would see me through a year and set a good appearance.

When I arrived at the office Mr. Boyd was in his office on the phone - I sat at the front desk and nothing much happened until he came out 20 minutes later.

Julie, follow me - here is our small kitchen - I like dark coffee, black and I like a fresh cup at 9 am 10 am and 11 am everyday. There was not even good morning or an acknowledgement that I had been married.

He then said now let's go back to your desk.

He showed me the two-line phone and said you simply say Boyd Law Office and write down every message - you write down everything they say - name, phone number, email address and ANYTHING they say about their case. These are records for me Julie. This is your job can you do this?

I said, "Yes Mr. Boyd," and he disappeared until 12:30.

Julie, " You are entitled to an hour for lunch, you can stay at your desk, go for a walk, whatever you feel is necessary - but my law I must give you an hour."

" O Mr. Boyd, I feel I should stay as there is only me and the phone may ring," I said," I don't mind taking care of things even during lunch hours."

"That's very good Julie, which is the kind of attention to detail I like, this may work well." he said as he left again.

Just after 2 pm Mr. Boyd came out - " Julie, tomorrow, we leave for Chicago I am speaking at a conference and we'll be gone tomorrow night and Thursday night. I will pick you up for the airport at 8:15 am at your apartment."

" Mr. Boyd, I um well, I didn't know about this, and I didn't know about travelling and I have just started and....." I stammered.

"Julie, who will take care of my presentations, make sure book tables are ready, keep me on time for meetings and receptions? That is, you Julie. Is this going to be an issue?" he asked.

" Well, no Sir I will pack tonight, I've just not done this before," I replied.

" I know this is our first trip; I have the files prepared and the schedules ready so that you will learn this trip and will be prepared for future ones. Now 8:15 am tomorrow morning."

I left the office at 5 pm and walked home - it was only 12 minutes. I started dinner and Jon arrived just before 6 o'clock.

He came into the kitchen after changing and asked, " Julie, why is your suitcase on the bed?"

"O my God Jon - Mr. Boyd is speaking at a conference in Chicago and expects me to go and deal with his schedule and presentations. It is tomorrow and we'll be back Friday just two nights."

"You're going away," John said a bit depressed," You didn't tell me about this part of the job."

" Jon no one was more surprised than me!!!!!!!! I had no idea and was shocked. But jobs are hard to get, and I can keep this and look for another!" I reassured him.

I spent hours packing, making sure everything was just right - dresses, shoes, jewelry, makeup, I just didn't know what I would need.

True to his work, Mr. Boyd pulled up in a limo Wednesday 5 am morning precisely at 8:15 am. I had decided to wear the red dress with navy heels and pale pink stockings, garter and bra. I wore simple silver hoops and a tiny silver bracelet.

As I got in the car my dress slid up exposing the lace top of my stocking. As I settled Mr. Boyd said, " good morning, Julie, I must say you look lovely and professional. I appreciate you coming and being away from home and I know how weekly travel can sometimes be exhausting but I think you will find it interesting, challenging and certainly personally fulfilling."

I was so stunned he had spoken; he had complimented me, and he said we travel WEEKLY! I need to take this all in and really re-think this job! So much for answering the phone.

With that Mr. Boyd handed me a cell phone - here Julie it is connected to the office, and you'll be able to track calls while we are away and record in your journal."

I thought I could have stayed in the office and done that! But just smiled.

Our flight was uneventful as Mr. Boyd did work and I kept checking the schedule and files over and over. When we arrived at the hotel Mr. Boyd checked us in, and I heard the desk clerk say and here are your two room keys and then we set off with the bellboy for our rooms.

Jason the bellboy explained we had been upgraded to the Executive Floor where there was a lounge and sweeping views of the city and a special concierge to take care of anything we might require.

The bellboy unlocked the room, and I was immediately blown away by the floor to ceiling windows and the Chicago skyline below - I went to the window and was mesmerized.

My thoughts were only interrupted by Mr. Boyd saying, " Julie, Julie hello."

I turned and looked and he continued," I am so sorry about this, your predecessor cancelled her room which was of course your room and now the hotel is sold out." he explained," I will see what I can do with cancellations but at worst I will sleep on the sofa, with the greatest apology Julie."

It was just gone 4 pm and the cocktail reception was from 5 to 7. Mr. Boyd explained he had some texts and emails to return, and we could leave for drinks around 5:20 if that worked. I told him I could shower first and then while he was showering, I could change in the bedroom, and we could have a system.

I decided to have a bath and listened to Mr. Boyd on his calls. He certainly knew the law and so many people asked for his advice and counsel.

After my bath and styling my hair and retouching my makeup I wrapped myself in a hotel robe and came out, " All finished Mr. Boyd if you'd like to freshen up."

I had brought a dress for both Wednesday night and Thursday night and decided since this was cocktails, I would wear the white lace mini dress that has a tiny camisole underneath. It has small cap sleeves and a deep scoop neckline. I decided that with my tiny flat breasts the dress which fit so tight to my body didn't require a bra, but I did wear panties, a garter and stockings in white with silver 7-inch heels and a small silver clutch. Without a bra my hard young nipples gave a glow under the sheer white fabric but in cocktail lounge lighting I felt would not be so noticeable.

Mr. Boyd had showered and changed in the bathroom and came out wearing an exceptional form fitting black Italian suit that showed off his height and build and a white shirt with no tie that exposed a thick gold chain underneath.

As he came out, I was standing in the window - " Julie?" he asked, and I turned - I thought his eyes would fall out.

"Julie, now this is what I call impressive and professional," he said," you look amazing, and you will represent the level of knowledge and expertise people expect from me and my office, I am quite please Julie, quite pleased."

We went to the cocktail reception and Mr. Boyd introduced me to many other lawyers - I would say 90% of the guests were men. And you could tell they were rich, educated and experienced. Most were mature and they all seemed to know my new boss and his authority of his subject matter.

Just before 7 Mr. Boyd took my arm and said," Julie we need to leave before this end, and I have made dinner reservations for us." We went to the hotel dining room where we were seated in a luxurious corner booth near the back of the restaurant. I had never been in such a place - it was clearly extremely expensive and very exclusive.

I ordered a small salad to start with chicken as my dinner while Mr. Boyd ordered oysters and steak for dinner. He also ordered a bottle of French red wine.

" Julie, this is the first moment since you started yesterday that we have had time to speak and I would like to take time now to get to know you so that we can work better together but also to get to know you personally if you are comfortable with that," he explained.

"Of course, Mr. Boyd that sounds lovely.

Our introductions were about me having been born and raised in our small city and really having not gone far beyond except for several vacations. Mr. Boyd told me about his family coming from Ghana when he was a child and how he had gone through law school at a time when black men, especially immigrants were very few in universities.

His past was fascinating while mine was just a small-town girl.

We enjoyed our appetizers and then Mr. Boyd asked, " Julie, you must forgive me - I realize that you were married on Saturday, and I forgot to congratulate you and ask about the event."

" O it is okay Mr. Boyd. You are so busy and so in demand my wedding shouldn't even be on your mind now, but thank you for asking," I said looking down and feeling sad all of a sudden.

Mr. Boyd touched my arm and asked, " Julie is everything alright my dear?"

" O I am so sorry Mr. Boyd, I hadn't thought until right now - yes, we were just married on Saturday and here I am in Chicago 4 days later, so sorry I just had a moment," I tried to smile.

Mr. Boyd asked me to tell him about my new husband. I told him that Jon and I had dated since I was 15 and he had finished college this Spring and we were just destined to be together.

I explained that Jon had taken a new sale position with an office supply company and Mr. Boyd said he knew the CEO very well for many years and what an excellent company it was.

Somehow the wine got me talking and I told Mr. Boyd that the day of the wedding and since had been so busy that we had not even consummated the marriage and our hope to have children wouldn't go so well if we kept up this schedule and I laughed.

"Julie, there is lots of time for sex and children, you are so young you need to focus on your career and the business world."

"O Mr. Boyd, I am a receptionist I think with your patience I can handle that," I giggled, " girls do know how t answers the phone."

" Well Julie, I have been thinking today - I am going to hire a phone service to take office calls - it will be more efficient," Mr. Boyd explained.

" O no! I am losing my job already?" I asked completely defeated.

" No not at all Julie - when you stepped into the limo this morning, I knew how serious you took your new job wearing that ravishing red dress. And Julie, tonight your classic black cocktail dress and how you handled yourself at the cocktail party - you are now my Executive Personal Assistant," he told me.

" Mr. Boyd, I don't know if I can handle that and I will need to discuss this at home first," I offered.

" Julie, this is a major promotion and we'll be travelling every week, sometimes overnight, sometimes 5 nights a week. You will coordinate my schedule and presentations, a phone service is a better investment," he told me, "You'll do just fine, and your husband will understand."

"Now if you'll excuse me, I just have a few calls to make I'll be right back he said leaving the table. A moment later the waiter arrived with two shots of tequila. I sat drinking mine and 20 minutes later a second one arrived for me just as Mr. Boyd returned to the table.

" Julie, you won't believe - I was just speaking with Charles Downey, the CEO of your groom's company - isn't it just the smallest world." he smiled.

The next day Mr. Boyd's presentation was at breakfast at 8 am for an exclusive group of 8 lawyers. Each had paid $1500 for the hour-long session and Mr. Boyd spoke, without notes, and then answered questions for 15 minutes without any hesitation. The 8 lawyers were impressed and in awe of his knowledge.

The second presentation was at 1 pm, the keynote address to 350 lawyers right after lunch. Again, for 45 minutes, Mr. Boyd held the audience in the palm of his hand.

and answered questions as if he were saying - it's sunny outside. He was a natural and knew his subject receiving a full standing ovation after his presentation.

As we left the ballroom, Mr. Boyd took my arm," Julie, I am so pleased you have accepted your new position. I know you have just started work so I have arranged a shopping excursion for you as you will be able to find more appropriate clothes in Chicago. There is a car waiting outside and everything has been put on my corporate card. Please feel free to buy anything you like, consider it my wedding gift to YOU Julie," he told me, " tonight I am receiving the American Lawyer of the Year Award at dinner so please keep that in mind when selecting clothes as tonight will be very special."

As he shut the door to the limo my phone rang and it was Jon, " Julie, you won't believe what happened!" he excitedly spoke," Charles Downy the CEO of my company called me and the have an opening for a new Regional Director on the west coast and I am meeting him in Dallas on Friday for the weekend,"

"Jon! That is WONDERFUL news! I got a promotion too as Mr. Boyd's new Executive Personal Assistant. What amazing timing," I said.

"Well Julie I will be gone from Friday until Monday as we need to negotiate but I will see you Monday night'" Jon explained.

" O Jon, with my new position, I will be in Seattle Monday to Thursday," we both sounded so disappointed.

" Julie don't worry - it's one week and we clearly can't pass by these great opportunities!" he said.

" Jon, o my god, Mr. Boyd knows Mr. Downey - our bosses know one another isn't it just the smallest of worlds." I giggled.

I arrived at the boutique and met Phillipe my private shopper. My jaw almost hit the floor. He served champagne and I could tell by the surroundings this was a very exclusive and VERY expensive shop. He told me that each shopper had their own private salon, and I could ask for anything to be brought to me and he would also recommend items as he had been given a list of clothes and accessories.

Phillipe explained to me that I was to have a wardrobe exclusively in black and accessories should be gold.

He had a rack of clothes and explained that he would have his assistant pull stockings, bras, panties, garters, corsets in a variety of styles now that he had seen my build in person. I told him my shoe size was 7 and he sent his assistant to bring a selection of shoes with the stipulation that all have heels from 6.5 inches to 9 inches.

Phillipe explained to me that all the clothing we would select would be dresses or skirts. I was not to purchase any pants. I simply shock my head in agreement.

The first dresses I tried on were day to day office wear, all short dresses, all form fitting, al made of exquisite cloth. They were lovely and practical.

The second selection of dresses were different. Phillipe told me that these dresses would be for travelling. They were all mini dresses, VERY tight, low cut, featuring my flat chest and nipples, made of fabric that showed off my young teen body. They were gorgeous and I felt wonderful in them.

Finally, the last selection was social - for cocktail parties, dinners and social events. I was speechless.

The dresses were short and long. All of them were virtually sheer, lace or transparent. You could tell how expensive they were and how they were meant to show off a girl's body and assets. Phillipe then told me to try on tonight's dress.

I went in the dressing room.

The long dress was black with small gold flecks in it. The neck was V and came to mid-chest, the back was scooped and came down to the very base of my back. The fabric was so form fitting it was virtually transparent. When I showed Phillipe, his jaw dropped and he said, " My dear this is perfection."

Everything was bundled into boxes and bags and at 5 pm I set out for the hotel - the bellboy had to transport all the packages to our room and Mr. Boyd was clearly happy when he saw the results of the trip piling into the room.

" Well, I see you and Phillipe had a successful visit," He grinned, " the reception starts at 6:30 with dinner at 7:30 Julie so you have an hour or so to get ready.

Again, we switched the bathroom and bedroom for getting ready and we seemed to be respectful of each other.

A this was Mr. Boyd's award night I was very aware of how important the next few hours would be.

My makeup was immaculate. My long hair was flowing.

I had word the microscopic black sheer thong Phillipe had instructed under the translucent gold specked black dress that hugged my teen body at every curve. The 9-inch stiletto heels made me feel luxurious but also on full display. I was wearing the large gold hoop earrings from the boutique.

When Mr. Boyd appeared, he was wearing the most form fitting black tuxedo I had ever seen. His white shirt had 3 buttons undone to show his thick coal black chest and major gold chain. He had a white handkerchief in his chest pocket and patent black pointed dress shoes in size 14. He was bold, confident and clearly tonight's honoree.

"Mr. Boyd it looks like you are ready to receive your award tonight! I really am so pleased to be here to see you get it," I told him.

As he cam towards me he had a small box in his hand and asked me to turn around - he took out a necklace and clasped it around my neck - " There we go you just needed the right necklace with that dress, : he smiled and suggested we head off to the reception.

During the cocktail I was introduced to so many people it all became a blur to me, but the champagne flowed, and I enjoyed the event though the hour flew by quickly.

When dinner was called, we arrived at our table, and I was seated next to Mr. Boyd's right. As we went to take our seats a man came up and said, " I see I've found my seat, shaking Mr. Boyd's hand and saying, " and this must be Julie!"