Chloe woke early on the Monday morning, feeling excited and a little nervous as today was her first day at Booths. She smiled as she recalled her "unusual" interview there – a quick typing test followed by being fucked over the boss' desk made it certainly one of the most enjoyable assessments she'd been through in her long quest to find a new job.
She thought of Hitchin, the most powerful man at Booths, who controlled every aspect of the company to ensure it remained one of the most successful English publishing houses in existence.
As she dressed, Chloe remembered his parting instructions to her, and so her outfit was similarly smart as before; this time a smart, tight fitting and well tailored grey dress with a deep v neck, which invited looks at her tanned cleavage.
The dress had enough stretch to shape around her pert ass, and she finished off with her trademark stilettos. As her new boss had requested, she was completely commando under her outfit, and as she left the flat she felt a delicious thrill to have her pussy exposed to the elements.
The Booths driver opened the car door for her and in no time at all, she had arrived. Again, the security measures felt more than excessive, but she supposed that publishing was a pretty competitive field after all.
Hitchin's' assistant John was there to greet her, and he immediately rang through to Hitchin. She heard him bark down the phone back at him "send her straight in to me" and John quickly buzzed her through the large security doors.
As she walked along the long corridor she noticed the offices that flanked the hallway, each with busy looking men working away in them. No time for personal phone calls or internet surfing with the kind of boss they had, but probably the salary to pay someone else to do that for them, Chloe thought. A few of the chaps looked up as she walked past their glass fronted offices, and she noticed that they were all typically well presented, suited types – Booths really did live up to its reputation as striving for perfection in all areas, including its staff.
She knocked lightly on the thick oak door of Hitchin's office. "Come in!" he said loudly. "Close the bloody door behind you." Hitchin barked. She did so and stood there, awkwardly. "Take a seat, Chloe. Relax. Would you like a cup of tea?"
Chloe nodded, and Hitchin carefully poured tea into an expensive looking porcelain cup for her. "Thank you." She smiled at him, and he smiled back, taking a long glance at her breasts. It excited her, this powerful man being so interested in her.
"So, it's your first day. Well, as my PA I'll need you to pretty much do anything I need. I'm a busy man, and frankly a workaholic, so you'll have to sort out my life for me. You'll get a mobile, a blackberry and a driver, and I need you to be on call 24-7. Your starting salary is pretty generous as you know, but if you work hard there are bonuses for you as well. Are you up for that?"
"Of course, Mr Hitchin. I'm really excited to be here and I can't wait to start work." Chloe said, warmly.
"Great. Your office is the one just next to mine, and if you need anything to make it more comfortable for you, just let me know – we'll have it covered. We expect a lot from Booths' staff, but we treat people well. Now, I need to check something."
Hitchin stood up, and as he did so Chloe felt her heart race a little – she couldn't help but be impressed by his muscular build, and those strong, masculine hands. He came round to where she was sitting and perched on the edge of the desk, immediately next to her.
"Could you stand up for me, Chloe?" She did as she was told, and observed him as his eyes looked her up and down from top to bottom. Hitchin reached out for her hand and pulled her towards him, so she was standing in front of him, between his legs. He placed one hand on her lower back, and slowly ran his hand down firmly across her bottom and down to her thigh.
"No underwear. Good girl." He said. "I like compliance."
