Opening a second office across town from the first was a large task. Business was good and it was time to expand. The hardest part was finding an office manager for the new office. The ads for a manager ran in March, which produced no viable candidates. The second ad ran in June out of the applicants there was one that stood out above the rest. All were write-ins so I did not have to sit down in front of anyone till I was ready to select one.
I called the lady and ask if she could come in on a Friday morning. In our business there needs to be some up close and personal relations with our customers. So even if this lady turned out to be a good manager yet did not have a good self-presentation I would not be able to use her. I sat in my office hoping she would be neat clean and halfway presentable. The intercom buzzed and I was told a Mrs. Joyce Bowman was here to see me. My eyes flicked to the application open on my desk and the name was Joyce Bowman. I said to send her in.
I crossed my office so I could welcome her half way; also this gives me an opportunity to see her at full length. Her application stated she was fifty-four years old widowed, healthy, non-smoker with a couple of years of college some years ago. As the door opened I was greeted to a very pleasant surprise there stood a tall, nearly as tall as I am. I am six two and two hundred and twenty. I play hand ball and work out three times a week at my age which is thirty six a guy likes to stay in shape for the ladies and of course to stay healthy.
This lady moved with a grace known only to the large cats in the wild. She wore a thin light tan coat over a white blouse and a dark brown skirt. High heels lead my eyes up to long trim very strong looking legs. I could not help myself I looked her up and down a couple of times before I let myself act like a man looking of a new office manager rather than a roll in the hay with a tall sexy lady.
I felt embarrassed at my uncontrolled actions and I openly apologized for my action. I was acting like a schoolboy on his first hot date. She greeted me with a wide warm smile. Her face was slightly long and narrow framed with long hair down to her shoulders. Her dark red mouth had full lips shaped for kissing. I wondered what it would be like to kiss her full on the mouth. Her eyes were dark brown to match her skirt. My eyes followed the curve of her shoulders down to a white blouse that was protruding like twin peeks in the Rockies.
I thought “ Nice knockers” I wondered if they would stand alone without that lacy bra that showed just a little through her blouse. Her waist was very small, kind of like the way girls looked years ago when they pulled in their waists with a corset. The hips were not wide but more like trim and my guess was very firm. I would bet she worked out. I was stunned by her beauty and gracefulness. She extended her hand and I took it, held it a bit too long and offered her a seat.
She sat with crossed legs that were shapely and covered with a fine sheer stocking. Or maybe panty hose I don’t know how to tell the difference. I walked around my desk and felt my erection rubbing my trousers. It stood out like “Mr. Show Off,” and there was no getting around it he was fully awake and very interested in our Office manager applicant.
The smile was still there as I said, “ Would you like a cup of coffee or some thing else to drink. We keep a well stocked refrigerator.” Her voice was smooth and silky yet full of self-confidence. I wondered if she had children she could have been a good mother with a firm, yet caring eye.
