Myra Harland carried her briefcase through the front doors of the Cameron Credit Union on a sunny spring April morning. She had just been hired as the new Accounting Supervisor for this small town credit union and would be heading a department of three.
Myra was always impeccably and professionally dressed, and today was no exception. She wore her deep navy blue pinstriped suit with an off-white soft silk shell with a string of miniature pearls that matched the color of her blouse. Her thick wavy shoulder length honey-blonde hair framed her heart-shaped faced perfectly, and her gorgeous kitty-cat like hazel eyes would twinkle as she smiled with her warm inviting soft lips. She was a lovely mature beauty at age 45.
Myra had a soft-spoken demeanor even in the business world, but there was a quiet command and smoldering sultriness about her. She had a walk that would make even a male statue's dick harder than the concrete that formed it. It helped that she stood about 5' 10" and had a knockout curvaceous 38-28-42 hourglass figure. Her luscious full boobs were firm and although harnessed with good support her sensitive erect nipples refused to hide and would protrude through her silky blouses. Her ass was very meaty and full, and her ass cheeks and hairless mature cunt were tightly cased in her satiny day-sheer crotchless pantyhose. Whenever Myra walked, the satin lining in her suit and the soft nylon of her hosiery made a swish-like sound that Myra personally loved as it made her feel very womanly and sexy.
The VP of Financial Operations who interviewed her almost lost his professional manners during their first interview. He intensely watched Myra's mouth as her soft purring voice answered his interview questions, and his quiet fantasies of having her soft wet lips donned in melon-peach lipstick wrapped around his swelling dick made it stand at full attention through his trousers, although his gut exceeded the short length of his 6-inch erection. Myra had absolutely no attraction to this overweight oaf-type bumbling idiot whose only brain function was juggling math figures for the credit union's board of directors. He had this position only because the even more dumb-assed president who was the nephew of the founder of the credit union hired him.
Myra was walked to her office by the VPFO, and just as he thought he would offer to take her to lunch, one of Myra's accounting clerks walked into her office and interrupted their conversation.
"I know you just starting today, but I need my timesheet signed NOW so that Irene in HR will get off my ass!" the young 20 year old, very unprofessional employee demanded. Erik blushed and bumbled a reply, "Umm...oh...why don't you wait until Myra is settled in? You will be training her on the financials today anyway."
Myra did not reply, but she signed the timesheet. While she signed the sheet, she took a quick scope at this young 20-ish employee who had a petite build, tiny but perky boobs and small but rounded tight ass. She was warned about this girl by HR, and was told she was actually hired to not only supervise the department, but to help groom this young clerk as this was her first accounting position. Maggie had just been trained on financials a month ago and suddenly thought she was God's gift to accounting and was not aware of Myra's 20+ years of experience in the banking industry. Myra softly snickered as she signed her name, thinking to herself this young piece of ass had no idea what Myra had cooked up for her later that day.
"Erik, I will order lunch in today, and I see I need to start my training session as soon as possible with-what is your name?" Myra asked as her kitty-cat eyes had a piercing stare as she looked Maggie directly in her eyes over her reader glasses she had just slipped on her face.
"M-M-Maggie Green" Maggie now nervously replied. She had a teacher in high school that used to do the same thing to her, but somehow Myra's gesture made Maggie's young tight pussy moisten a bit. Although Myra's voice was not much above a whisper, she had a command in her voice that immediately demanded respect.