Simon had never been given anything in his life, he was a self made man and he was proud of that. He had always had a way with words and computers which meant that he was a natural at IT Security sales. He had worked up through the ranks at many other businesses before getting the opportunity to run his own out of his spare room at home. Now, several years later he was the head of a very successful small business.
A few years ago he had started taking on employees and had to get an actual office to work from and just over two years ago they had moved into their current location. He had hired a floor within a large office building that was large enough to hold his now large staff of 30 employees.
As the business grew he found himself required to go on more and more trips to meet high profile clients and found his diary and trips harder and harder to organise and he eventually and reluctantly gave in to the fact that he needed an assistant to help him run his business life. He didn't like the idea of someone interfering with his affairs and always liked to be in control, so allowing someone else to book hotels and flights etc for him was a little unnerving.
There had been a few applicants for the role and none of them really stood out to him except for Ms Parker. Even though she had not been the best qualified for the role there was something about her that intrigued him and made him want to have her around.
Simon was not married and barely had any experiences someone could call relationships. He was always very invested in his work and even though he had no problem talking to women, they seemed to be more short term flings than something with substance.
Simon always got to the office by 8:30am. Wanting to be able to relax and not rush first thing in the morning but it also meant he could watch his employees arrive and make note of any lateness from them. He didn't mind the occasional lateness of an employee as he knew things did happen but he would expect them to make up their time.
Today was no exception as he arrived at the office at 8:25am and started going about his business and he noticed that Ms Parker had not arrived by 9am and by 9:05am he was having to answer calls about his travel arrangements for a trip in a few weeks that she was meant to be in charge off. He was quite annoyed that he had given her this chance but she didn't seem to even have the respect to ring him to let him know she was running late.
When she did eventually arrive his eyes were drawn straight to her. She was dressed differently from usual today and the smaller pencil skirt and white silk blouse brought a smile to his face that he didn't realise. As he saw her arrive at her desk and bend over to put down her bag he saw the skirt ride up and was shocked when he saw the lace tops of her stockings revealed below the hem. As he watched her he felt his groin begin to stiffen. There was no questioning that he found her very attractive but to know she was wearing something sexy under her clothing was hard for him to handle.
The rest of the day went by rather uneventfully and even though he spent a large part of the day watching her, to his disappointment he didn't get another chance to view those glorious lace tops.
As the day was heading to the end he heard a knock and looked up to see Emilia in the doorway asking to leave early.
"Let me see." He said in a gentle chuckle. "You stroll in late this morning and as a consequence of this you want me to let you leave early?"
He raised an eyebrow at her to indicate his disapproval. As he pondered over the request his thoughts were brought back to her lace stockings and wishing to see them again.
"Can you pass me that folder from on top of that cabinet in the corner and bring me my post that you've left on your desk then I suppose you can go if you have an important 'appointment.' But remember Ms Parker, you are still on your probation period so if you want to make this job full time I will need to see more commitment going forward."
He was hoping the folders would be high enough to make her stretch and cause her skirt to ride up for him.
Even though he said what he had said, he was overall pleased with Emilia's performance to date but didn't want her knowing this. She already had quite an air of confidence about her as it was.
As Emilia reached on top of the cabinet he saw his plan unfold perfectly. As if on cue he saw her skirt slowly ride up to reveal the glorious lace stocking tops and garter straps that lay below. Her legs were elongated with elegance due to her stilettos and the skirt hugged her bottom perfectly. To his absolute delight Emilia was unable to adjust her skirt before she collected his post and brought it to him.
As she learned over the desk to hand him his mail he got a glimpse of what looked like a matching lace bra. He was very happy with his hiring choice at this point, and wondered if over time this would become a common dress code for her and he really hoped it would be.
As Simon looked through his post he came across a business card of one of his clients. It was for a gentleman's club called 'Just a Taste' but traded under a different name on all other documentation and hence any reference to it in Simon's office was 'Gentlemen's LTD'. Simon was about to throw the card in the bin, presuming the owner Marcus had just left it here at their last meeting, when he saw a time written on the back of it. If he wasn't mistaken it was Emilia's hand writing and his curiosity took hold of him.
Was this Emilia's and if so why did she have a time on it? He finished up for the day before leaving promptly to go down to the club and see if he could make any sense of the card. Marcus and him were good friends after he saved their entire system from some hackers who were trying to blackmail the club for cash.
As he arrived at the club the bouncer checked him on the membership list and found him quickly. Marcus had given him membership and a promise of a 'Full privileges private dance' for saving his business from the hackers. Before he had even got to the main room Marcus came upto him and gave him a big hug.
"Simon. Great to see you! You finally decided to take me up on my offer." He said with a big smile on his face.
"That depends Marcus. I've been recommended a special girl and she's the only one I'm interested in."
"All my girls are special." Marcus chuckled to Simon.
"Her name is Emilia." Simon said.
Marcus looked confused and responded "Not got any Emilia's here I'm afraid. But don't worry I will get you someone special."
Simon was a little deflated. Had he been too hopeful and asking for too much from a time on the back of a card. He was sure this was what she had meant by her appointment. He gave it one last chance and described her.
Marcus grabbed an iPad from the side and brought up pictures of the girls that worked there. "Do you mean Mia?"
As Simon saw the image of Emilia in stockings and a lingerie set posing on a wooden chair a huge smile grew across his face. Marcus grabbed him and guided him down a few corridors until he was in a small room with a pole that was well lit by lighting. The performers wouldn't be able to see clearly the men who watched them due to the lighting. Simon thought it was probably meant like that.
