James Helling headed into his office building, avoiding the puddles that had formed from the rain showers of the previous evening. It was still overcast on this dreary Dallas Monday morning, and as he looked up into the heavens, he hoped it would continue to rain as the forecast predicted, they needed some relief from this blistering Texas summer.
The front door swung open for him as he neared the entrance, just like it had done every morning for over seven years.
"Good morning, Mr. Helling!" Daylon, the head of building security, beamed. They slapped hands and gave the male 'shoulder hug'
"The wife loves the gift, sir!" He extended his arm and showed off the gold Movado watch that adorned his wrist, the watch that James had bought for him.
"I'm glad, Daylon. You work so hard, I just figured that you deserved a token of our appreciation!" He gave him a big smile.
"You get a new car, Mr. Helling?"
"Yeah, 2009 Dodge Challenger SRT8, first one on the block. That sucker is a beast, 6.1 liter V8, 425 horses, 420 lb feet of torque, 6 speed, it is bad!"
"Did you put twenty two's on it?" Daylon craned his head towards the parking lot, trying to get a better view.
"Twenty fours!" James threw him the key. "Take it to lunch with you, you are such a car nut, I want your opinion."
Daylon's 60 year old face broke into a child-like grin.
"I sure will, Mr. Helling!"
James walked through the main lobby and into the elevator, making his way to the top floor of the high-rise. The doors shut and he examined himself in the mirrored finish of the elevator walls. James was THE man at a major mortgage lending company. He had been recruited hard by this company coming out of college, but decided to go with another company, but they never gave up. He made the move over here seven years ago and never regretted it. This place was an underperforming, sleeping giant when he came on board, and did he ruffle some feathers, he immediately fired anyone that wasn't on board with his program, and overnight earned the nickname of 'The Hammer', as in, 'When The Hammer comes down, look out!' The five story building consists entirely of the mortgage company, with the mailroom and whatnot on the bottom floor, and the senior execs on the top, and when he makes the rounds, even to this day, hearts skip a beat. The good thing, is that he values loyalty and effort, give him that, and he is your biggest fan. Although he is in a lofty position on the top floor, he knows the name of every employee in the building and will stop and chat with anyone, asking about their spouse or kids, even their dog. The company turned a profit in the second quarter of his leadership and never looked back, and he was VERY well compensated.
The reflection that faced him was a handsome one; James packed about 185 lbs on his six foot frame and kept in shape from four days a week of weightlifting and daily jogs. From his $300 haircut to his custom made suit, the platinum Rolex that adorned his wrist, to his Italian leather shoes, he screamed money. His mom and dad always complained that he wasn't married, heck, both his sister and brother had already provided them with grandkids, and if they weren't satisfied with that, his little sister could provide them some more rug rats. She was graduating this fall from college, James' alma mater, he would proudly tell anyone that would listen, and she was starting her internship any day now. She could get married; he just wasn't the marrying type. James preferred to play the field, and did so quite well.
Right before the door chime alerted him to his destination; he leaned forward and lightly brushed at the crow'?s feet around his eyes.
"Note to self." He said, under his breath, "Botox injections."
Adriana, James' secretary, greeted him with his daily planner, which was usually rife with appointments and business meetings. There was a huge gap this morning.
"What's with nine to eleven, Adriana?"
"Summer intern orientation, James, you know how you hate to miss that!" She smiled knowingly at him.
James exaggeratedly straightened his tie out.
"Ah! A new crop of fresh meat! How could I forget that?"
James winked at Adriana and went into his office, telling her to hold his calls for him so that he could prepare for the orientation. He had a major reputation of banging several of the young female interns that would come in every summer, and with his selection process, he always made sure that the incoming interns, of which there were usually between 15 and 20, were well over half women, and all gorgeous. He always had Adriana conduct the final interviews, making sure that the girls were top notch, and she always picked the top five girls to work on the top floor with James.
Adriana had been his personal secretary for four years and she was a stunner. Five foot four inch Latina with long, flowing black hair, pouty lips, a full C cup and a Vida Guerra ass. She was also bisexual. No big deal to James, she had great taste in women and it showed with the girls that she selected. James and Adriana played a serious flirting game with each other, with James trying everything that he could to get into her pants, usually to no avail. Eighteen months ago, Adriana succumbed to his advances after the company New Year party, and ever since, in both of their opinions, they had the perfect relationship, purely sex with no strings attached. James and Adriana usually hooked up about three times a month since then, although he really, really liked her, he could never tell her for fear that it would ruin their friendship.
"It is time, Master!" Adriana knocked at his door.
"Shall we?" James motioned to her to lead the way.
James and Adriana sat at a large table that was in the front of the employee meeting room on a lower floor.
"Please check in at the front and take a seat, everyone!"
The summer interns filed in, signing their names and finding seats in the auditorium.
"You have outdone yourself, my dear!" James leaned in to Adriana and whispered into her ear, commenting on the fact that most of the girls here could easily pose in Playboy.
"Well," Adriana grinned slyly, "They are not all for you!"
They both laughed and James cut himself short. A tall blonde lady walked in, high heels, sharp gray business suit with a skirt that came down just above the knee, showing off shapely calves. Underneath the jacket was a light purple shirt that was unbuttoned enough to show off some nice cleavage. Her curly flaxen hair flowed around her shoulders and she had on a pair of glasses that the hot librarian in your best wet dreams wore.
Adriana touched his thigh.
"Here is my favorite, she is hot!"
The stunning beauty strode with confidence into the room and toward the check-in table, stopping just short of it.
"What are you doing here?" James asked Donna, his sister.
"Do you two know each other?" Adriana inquired.
"Uh, she works out at my gym." James lied, knowing the strict company policy about relatives working within the company.
"I didn't realize that you were here, James!" Donna said as she nervously scribbled her name on the sign-up sheet before shaking Adriana's hand. "So, this is the one we were warned about?"
"The very one! Now please take a seat, we are about to get started."
James watched his sister find a place to sit, thinking that she had grown up quite beautiful, sexy even. He didn't see her that much, he chalked it up to the age difference, their parents had Donna when he was fourteen, and when he did, she usually had on a sweat suit or something akin to that. He shook his head, thinking that he had just been scoping out his little sister.
"Warned about?" He asked Adriana.
She just smiled and stood up.
"Good Morning, everyone!" She started. "You all should remember me, I am Adriana Fuentes, and I am the Intern Coordinator, and this is James Helling, the company CEO. In the next two hours, I will outline your duties for the next three months and James will brief you on what is expected, then I will give you your duties and those groups will go to their respective departments for further instruction. Shall we begin?"
The meeting was a whirlwind for James as he found his eyes irresistibly drawn towards Donna time and again. He couldn't help but look her over as her legs were crossed very demurely and lady-like, her foot bouncing slightly every now and again.
Adriana placed Donna and two other stunners in the group that worked for him, much to his chagrin.
Walking out of the office at the end of the day, James snatched the chance and grabbed Donna by the elbow, pulling her to the side. Anyone that saw this just figured that he was lining up his next victim.
"What are you doing?" He spat, feeling the veins in his forehead popping out from the anger that rose from within him. "You know about the nepotism clause with this company, do you want to get me fired?"
Donna looked over her shoulder nervously.
"Hell, no! This is the hottest internship in the land for my field, I am sorry, bro, this is about me and not you!" Donna stated, her eyebrow darting up like it always did when she was being defiant.
James smiled and put his hands on her shoulders.
"We need to be careful then. No slip-ups whatsoever."
Donna's stance eased.
"I took all of the precautions. Mom and Dad's address isn't listed on your emergency contacts, our last name isn't rare, y'know, besides, I want to learn from the best, and, now I can!" She grinned from ear to ear. "You have to play your part also, big bro."
"What do you mean?"
"I have heard stories about you and the summer interns, so if you don't treat me the same way, red flags will go up!"
"DONNA!" James protested, looking from side to side to see if anyone was looking at them. He grabbed her by the elbow and gently led her off towards the file room. "I am NOT going to sleep with you!"
"Ah! What's wrong bro? I give GREAT head!" Donna pursed her lips up at him and rocked back and forth on her long, lovely gams.
"DONNA!"
"Jeezus, James! Get over it! I mean that you have to at least treat me like you normally would, y'know, hit on me and shit." Donna stepped away from him briefly and placed her hands on her hips, thrusting her chest out towards him. "It won't be that hard, will it, Mr. Helling?"
James smiled and shook his head slowly back and forth.
"You certainly have grown up, little sis, in a, uh, couple of areas for sure!"
Donna and James laughed together and made their pact together, it was ninety days for the internship, and he vowed to make her deadly in the business, after all, what is family for?
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