This story is the second part of my story about a mature married woman who has to become the family breadwinner after her husband has an accident.
She becomes a Secretary for her Husband's Boss.
Please read the first chapter as this will tell you the background to how we have got to here.
As usual comments and ratings are appreciated and welcome.
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Lydia had a busy weekend, driving the kids here and there. Her youngest son had two parties to attend. She also went to see her Husband, William, in hospital where he was recovering from a car accident. It was obvious that he may have difficulty ever getting back to work and his company would not be paying him his full wages as at the end of month.
They had considered asking their daughter to leave college and take a job at his company but instead Lydia had ended up taking the Job, that of secretary to William's Boss, James. He was the Chief Executive of the company, having taken over from his father, who had set it up. At just 32, he was almost 20 years younger than Lydia. It was her first ever job and she was surprised that he had offered her the job.
When she visited her husband on the Saturday he quizzed her on her week at work. In particular he asked her about how James was treating her. She assured him that she had enjoyed the week, had learned a lot from Emily, the woman who had retired, creating the vacancy. She told him she had got some new clothes for work and that Emily had helped her. She did not tell him how humiliating the shopping trip was, how much was bought or that James had paid for everything. He asked her about the clothes but all she replied was that she had got just some skirts and blouses, she didn't mention the underwear. To avoid any more discussions on her outfits she changed the subject telling him all about the retirement event for Emily. She added that James father had come in for the party and that he had asked about William.
She couldn't believe that she was not telling him the full truth, never before in their long life together had she felt the need to lie to him. This made her feel uncomfortable and confused. He sensed she was not telling him everything but said nothing to her.
All weekend she could not get out of her mind that she was on her own next week, that Emily was now gone and she alone would be the secretary. She also remembered James telling her that she looked good and she wondered why he would have said that. She thought about the feeling that went through her when he touched her on the arm, confused at why such a simple act could make her feel different.
The weekend went too quickly for her and it was soon Monday morning and she was heading to work. She had chosen a knee length skirt and a white blouse, not too low cut but still showing some cleavage. She never failed, when she looked in the mirror, to wish that her breasts were smaller. Arriving at the office she proceeded to the reception area and took her place at Emily's desk, now hers. She placed a family picture on the desk, turned on her PC and rearranged the items on the desk to her liking.
The first thing she noticed on her PC was that she had received a new email, seeing it was from James.
"Welcome to our first day together Lydia. I will not be in the office today and I will see you tomorrow. If you need me you can get me on my cell phone."
Not knowing if she should reply or not, she just typed, "Ok Boss," and sent it.
"Good Girl" was the surprising reply she received.
She found herself surprised at being disappointed that he would not be in the office today.
In the afternoon the Finance Manager, Tony, asked her to come to his office and to do a letter for him. Emily had told her that although she was James' secretary that sometimes she would be called on by the rest of the management team if their secretary was missing.
Going to his office, just to be glad to have something to do, she found him in the company of Jim, the HR manager. She had known the two of them for a long time having met them many times at company functions with William. Tony asked her to sit on the chair in front of his desk, Jim alongside her. They asked about William, enquiring how she was settling in, now and again looking at her breasts and legs. All her life she was used to guys staring at her large breasts but this seemed different being that only the three of them were in the office and she was the secretary. It made her feel self-conscious. While she was taking notes for the letter they were joined by Alan and Frank, the two newest members of the management team, the only ones she had not known before starting the job.
The younger Marketing Manager, Alan, sat opposite her and Frank the overweight man who had temporarily taken over from her husband, stood behind her. She was aware that he looking down directly onto her breasts and that John was also looking at her. She was now feeling nervous, feeling vulnerable, in a room with four men, all openly looking at her. When she was finished she almost ran from the room, hearing laughter as soon as she closed the door after her. She typed up the letter, bringing it back to Tony, glad that he was now alone. He looked over it, and happy with it signed it and returned it to her.
"That's grand Lydia," then looking at his watch, seeing it was 4 p.m., "you might as well head off home now, I'll see you at the meeting tomorrow."
"Thanks Tony, see you tomorrow."
She took Tony at his word and left the office for the day, glad to be getting away a bit early. After the episode in Tony's office she was not looking forward to being the only woman at the management meeting tomorrow. She didn't feel as confident now without Emily. That night she had a long steamy bath, shaving her legs, before heading to bed.
The following morning, looking in her wardrobe, she struggled with her choice of outfit. In the end she chose a skirt finishing just above the knee and a blouse which showed slightly more cleavage than yesterday. She finished it with matching white lacy undies and black 3 inch heels. Looking at herself in the mirror she thought she looked good and professional, again just wishing her breasts didn't jut out so much.
When she went downstairs she discovered her daughter, Gillian, in the kitchen.
"Mum, you're looking hot today."
"Shut up, I do not."
"Ok, if you say so," but been very obvious in looking her up and down, "Dad would love you like that."
"Shut up please and don't go telling your Dad what you think," laughing nervously at her.
Her daughter looked strangely at her but just carried on eating her cereal. She got some coffee and toast before heading to the office. Taking her place at her desk James arrived, looking down at her, taking the previous days post from her.
"Can you arrange some lunch for our meeting today? It's going to be a long one. We have many things to discuss."
Great, she thought, stuck in a room with the six men for the day.
At ten exactly the meeting started, she sitting between James and Tony, on one side of the table, the others on the opposite side. She took as many notes as she could, trying to keep up with who was saying the different things. One of the topics was a new client that James wanted to take on but some of others disagreed and the discussion was quite heated as a result, leaving her concerned at some of the raised voices. James, noticing this, placed his hand on her leg, just above the knee where the skirt ended.
"Don't worry, sometimes we just get a bit carried away, no need to write down the bad stuff," then "Guys, calm down will ye, our new girl is not used to this mad stuff."
Seeing he had left his hand on her knee, uncomfortably she said, "That's ok Boss." He thankfully removed his hand. She looked over at Tony who was smiling at her, it was obvious to her that he had seen the hand on her knee and she was embarrassed.
"Lydia, I think it's time for coffee, it will give the guys a chance to calm down."
She served each of them coffee and biscuits, each having a good look at her breasts as she did. Frank dropped his spoon and waited for her to pick it up. Bending down he had a good look down her blouse while the guys behind her got a view of more thigh as her skirt rose.
The rest of the meeting was calmer with an agreement to take the new client on and some agreed cost savings. She served the light lunch she had ordered for them, conscious that she was being watched at all times by most of the men. She was delighted when the meeting was over and she could leave them. James left the office immediately after the meeting.
For the rest of the week she had a fairly quiet time, James in and out of the office a lot, the secretaries to the others thankfully present.
On the Friday afternoon, James arrived back just before closing time, in a very bad mood. Just before she was due to leave he rang her.
"In here now."
She rushed into his office, worried at his tone, wondering if she had done something wrong. She stood in front of his desk waiting for him to speak.
"Sorry, I've had a very bad day, the new client is causing some issues with the contract, and we need his business badly."
"May I ask why?"
"If you keep it to yourself."
"Of course you can trust me."
"Can I?"
"Yes, of course you can."
