It was the last week of my college internship at a radio station in the city. I was majoring in both marketing and communications and my advisor thought some radio experience would be beneficial for me. I just completed my sophomore year and still had time to decide what I wanted to focus on. The station I was with was mostly talk radio with music on the weekend. The people are nice, but this isn't a place where I would like to work. The experience was good for me, if for no other reason then to let me know this isn't a media I would like to work in.
Just a little about me; I'm 21, single and not dating anyone special at this time. I'm 5'6" with long legs, an okay butt and if I may say so myself great breasts. I'm bisexual and have an exhibitionist streak, but I haven't demonstrated either of these interests here at my internship. I live in a townhouse in the suburbs which is a short drive to my college and just a train ride into the city. I like to think I'm independent, but my Dad owns the townhouse and doesn't charge me rent. Something he points out to me on a regular bases.
As soon as I arrived at the station on Monday morning to start my last week I was summons to the general managers office.
Grace is a woman in her, I would guess early 50s. She is very attractive, with a nice figure. I know the guys that worked for her thought she was hot and always gave her the eye when she would walk by. She always dressed business professional in a nice suit, but her skirts could be considered too short, but she had the legs to make it work. Her dark red hair was always perfect and her make up was just right. She isn't married, but I don't know if she never was or she is divorced. She was all business so I never got much insight into her personal life, but like the guys I thought she was hot also.
"Hello Gloria, have a seat," she said as I entered her office.
"Hi Grace," I answered as I sat down in one of two chairs that were in front of her desk.
"This is your last week, and as you know I have to send a report to your advisor, I just wanted to tell you that I wrote it this weekend.
I really like the way you get things accomplished with little or no prompting and all your work as been excellent. This is one of the best evaluations I've ever sent for an intern."
"Thank you so much Grace I've really enjoyed my experience here, "I said.
"I'm glad to hear that and I hope when you graduate that you will consider going into the radio business. I would love to have you work here"
"Oh I sure will," I lied.
There was a pause so I took that as a signal that our talk was over, so I stood up to leave the room.
"One more thing Gloria," she said.
"Yes?"
"I'm going to miss having such an attractive woman in the office," she said, and then she broke our eye contact and looked down at her desk for a second. I could tell she felt a little embarrassed from making that comment.
"Thank you for saying that Grace, I'm flattered that you think so," I said with a smile and left her office.
I was back at my desk doing the daily paper work choirs that I did every morning. I would pause every now and then thinking about how cool it was that I was getting a very good report. Plus the personal comment made by Grace, which caught me completely by surprise.
The next day was pretty much routine and I was looking forward to finishing the week so I could enjoy the ten days vacation I promised myself before classes started.
On Wednesday afternoon as I was shutting down my work station Grace asked me to come into her office. I was hoping she would say I didn't have to finish the remainder of the week.
"Gloria, sit please, I have a personal favor to ask you," she said as soon as I entered her office.
"Sure what is it?" I asked.
"I've been debating whether to ask you or not, it's completely out of character for me to ask this and I tossed and turned all night debating this."
She really had me curious now; I hope she wasn't going to offer me a job.
"Just ask Grace," I said thinking how I could decline the job offer.
"You may or not know that I'm a lesbian," she said.
"I didn't know," I said, and I also didn't know why this is being mentioned.
"Well, I am, I was married once, got divorced and a few years later discovered I was gay," she said as she looked at me for a reaction. I just nodded my head and said nothing.
She continued "Okay here goes, I socialize with a group of businesswomen and we get together a couple times a year to have dinner and party. They're all lesbian or bisexual, the bi's are mostly married and I would guess never told their husbands. Many of the ladies bring dates or their significant other. I don't have a steady partner; most of my trysts are with women I meet on business trips or the ladies in this group. At our last get together some of my friends were saying I should have steady partner and they wanted to fix me up with people. No way in the world would I agree to let that happen. Anyway, last month a few of us went to dinner and they asked if I had a steady yet. I was quite frankly tired of explaining myself so I said that I did. Here's the embarrassing part for me. One: I don't have a steady and two: I lied and described you as my lover and used your name," she said and sat back like a weight was lifted off her shoulders.
"Well that's okay," I said, not knowing what else to say.
"This is very difficult for me Gloria."
"What being a lesbian or not having a steady?" I asked. I saw her wince when I asked.
"No Gloria, I'm fine with that, the difficult part is telling all this to you. I'm usually a very private person."
"Grace whatever you tell me will be our secret, I won't tell a soul," I said still wondering why she is telling me all this.
"Okay, let me just say it. Friday night we're having one of our gatherings and I was wondering if you would accompany me and pretend that you're my girlfriend. There's a cocktail hour, dinner and then dancing. It's at a hotel here on the eastside, you don't have to do anything with me sexual, just be there as my date. If you don't want to do it I completely understand, it's a lot of me to ask of someone."
I answered "Sure I'll go, sounds like fun." I know this would have been the time to tell her I was bisexual, but I kind of like the fact that an older successful women was so dependent upon my decision. I figured I'd milk it and see what happens. I think Grace was surprised by my quick positive response.
"Gloria you realize what I'm asking you? You'll have to pretend that we're lovers."
"I know, I can do it, don't worry," I said. I'm not sure she was completely convinced that I understood my part, but it was a plan now.
She then gave me the details on what to wear and how we'll get there without everyone here seeing us leave together. I could see she gave this a lot of thought.
As it turned out she told me I didn't have to come in on Friday so I said my goodbyes to my coworkers the day before.
Grace sent a car to pick me up at my townhouse early Friday evening. From my place the car went into the city and picked up Grace who was standing in front of the apartment where she lived.
As Grace got into the car she gave me a big smile which I returned to her.
"You look absolutely gorgeous Gloria," She said with a smile on her face.
"You look stunning yourself, "I told her, and it wasn't just a return of a compliment, she looked hot!
I was wearing a stylish "little black dress" with nude colored shoes and handbag and a sequin bolero jacket and big gold hoop earrings. The way Grace was looking at me I guess I made the right clothing choice.
"Gloria just don't be nervous, just play it by ear and you'll be fine," she said.
"I'm fine Grace, don't you be nervous," I said with a smile.
We arrived at the hotel the doorman and our driver helped us out of the car. It was a hotel I never knew about, it was very upscale from the entrance, lobby and the private dinning room that we were escorted to.
The room had a bar along one wall, a DJ booth in one corner with a dance floor in front. The remainder of the room, which was quite large, was set up with tables and chairs with a name card at each setting.
There were a lot of people already there and I asked how many people are attending and she told me just over hundred. I didn't think there would be that many. As we entered I took Graces arm which I thought would be a nice touch, judging from her smile she agreed. Grace noticed a few ladies at the bar waving at us and we walked over to them.
Graces closest friend was named Bonnie and her date was Lori, another lady there was Carol and her date was Amy and the third friend was Denise and her date was Marie. There were others we met while having a drink, but too many to mention right now.
It didn't take a rocket scientist to notice that from the people I was introduced to that all the women that were Graces friends and members of the group were in their forties and fifties and all the "dates" were in their twenties. I looked around the room that was now full, that it seemed that most of the couples had an age difference.
Amy said she had to go to the potty and I told her I had to go to. While we were walking Amy asked me if I have ever been to one of these functions before. I told I hadn't this was my first time and she said it was her first time also. She also said it was also the first time for the two other girls I met. I was beginning to think there was more to my date with Grace then her just showing up with a steady girlfriend. Even though I knew something was going on I was kind of excited to see what develops.
We returned to the bar and joined the others. The DJ was playing a slow song, and I asked Grace to dance with me. Out on the dance floor she held me like a man would hold a women when they danced together. I wasn't sure who was to suppose to lead, but she said she would.
"You know Grace I can't but notice that all your friends have younger dates."
I could feel her tense ever so slightly.
"I knew you would catch on sooner or later," she said.
"Is there something you should tell me?" I asked.
"Well I wasn't completely honest with you, so yes I owe you an explanation," she said.
