Georgia Brader had grown up in a rough council estate named, Bunnington. In the estate crime was rife, each street corner was littered with a different gang of rowdy, hooded youths each gang was desperate and willing to show that they were tougher than the others. Georgia had lost count of the nights she had been kept awake by the gang's revving engines, fist fights and loud arguments.
Most people who grew up in the estate never left wasting their lives addicted alcohol or drugs, not Georgia though throughout her childhood had always felt like an outcast in the estate. She had very few friends there, instead she opted to spend time with her friends from school who lived in a village a few miles away.
While girls from the estate were chasing lads, drinking and getting into cat fights Georgia and her friends would sit in their bedrooms reading books and plaiting each other's hair.
Georgia was the eldest of two sisters, her sister Sarah was three years her junior and even though Sarah embraced her life in the estate the siblings were incredibly close, best friends even. Their mother walked out on her family after a long bout of depression when Georgia was only five so their father Michael had to bring his two young daughters as a single parent.
Michael doted on his daughters and had put his life on hold to make sure that he gave them the best life that he possibly could. Although, raising two daughters was expensive and financially things were tight and no matter how much he wanted to, he couldn't afford to buy his daughters the expensive things that their friends had. Despite at times hating their life the sisters knew how much their father did for them and adored him.
Georgia in particular loved the expensive things in life and at times struggled to hide her jealousy when her friends would show off their expensive belongings and vowed from a young age that she would make a success of her life so that she could purchase the costly things that her heart desired. She buckled down and studied hard and went to university where she successfully gained a diploma in business management.
Now at the age of twenty-one Georgia had achieved the goals that she had set herself as a young girl. She now resided in a two bedroom end terrace recently built house in Leverford, a beautiful, small, quiet village with views of the shore. It was the type of village where everyone knew everyone and had a lovely community feel. The mortgage repayments on her home were expensive so Georgia still had to sometimes miss out on costly things that she craved because she was away from Bunnington and loved the location of her home.
Georgia worked as a personal assistant for Albert Conner, a sixty year old man who owned a haulage company, Conner's Transport that was situated in a nearby town. Georgia and Albert had a great business and personal rapport and Georgia would often socialise with both Albert and his wife, Ivy.
Unfortunately, Albert and Ivy were unable to have children so they looked at Georgia as a daughter. Ivy would often comment that she couldn't believe that a mother could walked out on such a lovely girl.
Georgia had been working for Albert for two years and really enjoyed her job. The pay was competitive and she loved that she was able to pick whatever she wanted to wear for work.
Georgia knew that she was a pretty girl and enjoyed flirting and teasing the lorry drivers who worked there even though she didn't find any of them even remotely attractive she couldn't help constantly playing with her long hair, twisting the tresses in her fingers and pushing out her ample thirty-six c chest as she spoke to them, she knew that any of them would give anything for five minutes with her.
For the past fortnight Georgia had been away with some of her old university friends for a holiday in Crete. Spending her days soaking up the sunshine and working on bronzing her slim, gym honed body. Despite having offers of a holiday romance Georgia had turned down each offer as she didn't believe in sleeping with a male until she had completely trusted them, which would usually take at least a month.
Georgia had loved every moment of her holiday with the girls but knew that it was now time to get her professional head back on and of course tease the drivers about her white patches. She decided to put on a short, blue denim skirt that flaunted her toned, brown legs and a short sleeved white blouse that hugged her breasts and lean body. She left the top three buttons undone so that the trim of her white lace bra was visible. She placed her five foot five frame into a white pair of three inch sandals and put her waist length brown hair into a high ponytail. She knew that the drivers would go wild for her outfit.
Georgia pulled into the car park and wondered if she had missed anything while she had been away soaking in the sun. Sitting in her office, sipping her black coffee and trawling through her seemingly endless emails. Albert walked into her office. "How was the holiday?" He asked.
"It was wonderful. What an amazing place it is. I'll show you my photos later." Georgia answered in an enthusiastic tone.
"I'm pleased that you enjoyed your holiday. You deserve it, you work hard. Once you get caught up, come and see me in my office please" Albert said.
Georgia sensed from his tone that something wasn't right with her boss. "What is it?" She queried.
"Come in." Albert motioned his assistant to follow him into his adjourning office.
Georgia followed him and sat down. Albert explained that while she had been away Ivy had been diagnosed with an aggressive form of cancer. Not having any children, he had decided to sell his company and enter early retirement so that he had more time with his beloved wife.
Georgia was saddened and shocked to hear about Ivy's condition and gave Albert a long, lingering hug and told him how sad she was at the news. Albert continued and told Georgia that he was currently considering an offer from William Harper who owned a rival haulage company, Harper's Haulage which wasn't based too far away and that there was a meeting scheduled for later that day. A meeting that he wanted Georgia to attend with him.
Georgia had met William Harper on several occasions. He was a tall, broad shouldered man in his late forties. His face was covered in deep wrinkles, the thatch on his head and receded and was now shaven bald. He had dark brown eyes and a deep, icy stare. Georgia had to admit that she had found him sleazy, he always leered at her and once she was convinced that he grabbed her arse while in a busy meeting.
Albert assured Georgia that he would only sell the business if William signed an agreement that there would be no redundancies for at least two years. Georgia completely trusted Albert but she couldn't help but feel a little uneasy about her job, she needed it to pay for her home that she had worked so hard for. Not wanting to worry Albert especially while his wife was so ill Georgia didn't mention any of her concerns to him and instead went back into her office and tried, but failed to concentrate on her job.
Later, Albert phoned Georgia to inform her that William had arrived and they were waiting for her so that they could start their meeting. As soon as she entered the room Georgia felt William's eyes ogling her, making her feel uneasy.
"Georgia, how nice to see you again." William beamed as he stood up and placed a delicate kiss on her cheek. A quiver shook her body as she felt his hand on her pert bum, taking the tiniest of squeezes.
