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The business world was coming to terms with Brexit and the clocks had just gone back, when the envelope landed on my desk. My boss had been acting a bit oddly when I come to think about it, and I opened the envelope with a little trepidation. Life at Vino el Cheeso had been good; I had a full portfolio and we had one of the fastest growing customer bases in the artisan cheese sector. I couldn’t imagine it was anything bad, but when executive decisions were made, you had to go with them. My nerves turned to excitement when I read that I was being moved to Head Office. The top brass had their eyes on me and decided that I was ready for bigger things.*** After a few formalities I arrived at Head Office, bright and early on the Monday morning. Head Office was a 30-mile drive from my house, so it was a somewhat earlier start than I was used to and I was in need of a very strong coffee. I was very pleased to see that I had my own parking place in the main car park. I was here. I began to wonder about all the possibilities and opportunities that would come my way. I also thought about Katie.Katie was now a junior Director whom I would report to indirectly and certainly be working with a good deal. My hackles raised when I saw her name above the parking place, three down from mine.I checked my make up in my mirror and stepped into the foyer. There was a display in reception of all our latest products. It would be amazing if I could get one of my many ideas in that display. I was overflowing with new ways to market our stuff and original combinations of flavours.I introduced myself to the guy on the welcome desk and he made a call. A minute later a girl from my area came down and showed me up to my office, which was on the second floor. There were four floors. Ground was admin, first floor was the sales teams and team leaders, second floor was middle management and heads of Dept. and third floor was directors and the CEO himself.I paused and read the little silver Plaque on my door. ‘Danielle Marsh – Head of Brand development.’ I felt so proud. I’d only ever dreamed of having my name on a door. Now it was real. I was only 26 but already I felt I was on the ladder of a truly successful career. I looked out of the window, which afforded a nice view over a park where sea gulls were bathing and squabbling. I looked back at my desk. Everything was polished and shiny. I was so excited – it was a fantastic opportunity that I had been given and I wanted to make sure I showed my bosses that my promotion was justified.After about five minutes a young guy came and knocked on my door. I had just begun familiarizing myself with the new layout and had powered up my laptop. “Hi I’m Graham. I just wondered if you’d like a coffee?”“You’re getting me coffee?”“Yeah. It’s written down here,” he said, pointing to a list. “You’re on my morning run.”“Oh okay, yeah. Please!”“Right. Americano? Latte?”“Americano. Double shot if possible?”“Of course. I’ll see what I can do.”‘So this was part of the deal! I didn’t have to make my own morning coffee any more. I had minions to do it for me,’ I thought. Well maybe minions was a little unkind, but he was like nineteen and out of college. Probably a filing clerk or something. Still, I wasn’t complaining. He came back presently with a nice steaming cup. It was just right. I could actually feel all the corpuscles begin to fire up and the caffeine race around my veins.That first morning went so quickly. I had a meeting with my new boss, Stephen. He was the Marketing Director and my immediate superior. He would be doing my annual appraisal and had responsibility for my budget.He called me in just after 11 for an introductory meeting.“So, Danielle. Welcome to head office.”“Thank you, Stephen.”“How do you like your new office?”“Oh it’s perfect and a lovely view. Ummm… not that I’ll be staring out of the window!”“No, it’s okay. It is a nice view on that çankaya escort side. I expect you have a lot of ideas that you want to put out there?”“Oh definitely! I’m full of them, I can’t wait.”“Well I expect you to be working closely with Katie Ross. She will be able to get your ideas on the shelves.”The words Katie Ross and working closely sent a little shiver up my spine.“Ah okay, that’s nice.”“Yes, I can introduce you if you like.”“Well actually, we met already, when she spent time at our office a year back.”“Oh well, there you go then. Katie is very professional.”“Yes, I know…” I said, trying not to blush.As I was absorbing this, Stephen acquainted me with some of the routine stuff regarding my job, telling me about the holiday booking system and so on. I returned to my own office, feeling happy with my new job and looking forward to my first appointment with Katie. It was somewhat challenging to say the least to get on with my work with Katie on my mind. I hadn’t seen her for almost a year, but the memories of our illicit office affair were still there. Back then she was a Sales Rep and I was just a clerk. We didn’t exactly get off on the right foot. She was all bossy – the girl from Head Office trying to throw her weight around. She got up my nose, but she was so sexy and pretty I still couldn’t resist her. One thing led to another and we ended up having an office fling. We would snatch opportunities in the store cupboard and in the office after work. We would deliberately tease and provoke each other, just a little bit at first, but then we got more and more daring. Eventually she got called back to Head Office and it was all over before it had properly begun. I would so have loved to get her in bed and properly make love to her, but it wasn’t meant to be. Now, I was at Head Office and I was full of inquisitive desire. Our first meeting was on the Wednesday. I spent two hours the previous night wondering what to wear. Did I go for hot and available with a short pencil skirt with sheer tights and thin silk blouse? If I had too much boobage inside a see through blouse she might think I was unprofessional. Would I be better with confident and business-like with a knee-length skirt and jacket? It was a fine line to tread. I decided on a navy trouser suit with a push up bra and a pearl-white blouse. The trousers were quite close-fitting and accentuated my bum while remaining strictly professional.It was a testament to my feelings towards Katie, which gave me so many problems. I wouldn’t normally give two hoots what I wore. People could like it or lump it. But I cared what Katie thought and I wanted to get it right.I knocked on Katie’s door at 10am. I waited for the ‘come in’, which was enough to send a shiver down my spine. Her voice was slightly town cum country compared with my own posh, daddy’s girl accent.There was a short pause when we said nothing. In that second or two I attempted to gauge what if any signals she emitted, but she was typically inscrutable. Pretty and sexy but inscrutable.I waited to be asked to sit down but Katie walked towards me, shook my hand and gave me a warm hug. She looked and smelled lovely. She was wearing a short black skirt and a crimson blouse. Her lovely legs looked amazing in her sheer flesh-coloured tights. I half wished I had been more daring, but what was done was done.She invited me to take the seat at right angles to hers at the end of the desk. “Well it’s good to have you at Head Office,” she said.“Onwards and upwards,” I answered, drumming lightly on my portfolio.“Indeed. Well, Stephen said you’re bursting with ideas!”“I am. I’ve sketched out a few ideas for the meeting.”“Oooh… let me see,” said Katie reaching for my ring bound folder.“They’re in that section there,” I said, leafing through to the right part, enthusiastically.I moved around to her side of the desk so I could rus escort explain anything that wasn’t obvious. As I rolled my chair over she uncrossed her legs. I looked down involuntarily and got a lovely view of her legs and a little way up her skirt. I looked up at Katie and we exchanged an awkward glance as she rumbled my little peek. I have to admit to being a bit of a leg girl and it was her short skirts that first drove me wild when she came over to the old office. The way she looked at me now with her amazing brown eyes made me forget where I was for a minute but somehow managed to drag myself back to the matter in hand.“I’m thinking of doing all sorts of combos,” I said. “Here’s Crumbly Lancashire and blackcurrant. I tried it at home and I think it really works.”“Hmmm… what wine does that go with?” Asked Katie.“Good question. I’ve tried a few and I think a Prosecco works best. I’d love to get this in our New Year range, if possible!”She looked up and smiled kindly. “I’ll see what I can do,” she said. “What’s this one,” she said, pointing to another of my ideas.“Yes, now that’s my Cheshire and orange peel. It really goes with a Muscatel or a Tawny port as a dessert. I’ve left it a bit late for Christmas, but maybe another one for the New Year?”“Ah… I’d try that one, myself,” said Katie. You’ve got some good ideas here, Danielle.”“Thank you.” I looked at Katie and I felt a combination of relief from her reaction to my ideas and an aura of sexual tension. She was so smoulderingly sexy. I noticed that her nipples had begun to protrude through her top. I wondered if she too was harbouring naughty thoughts of our past. However, work was work and we were both two whole levels higher now and it wasn’t the place for anything appropriate. “Well, I’ll have a look at what I can do and get back to you,” she said.Still, I was prone to day dreaming and her lush dark brown hair and her sexy scent was enough to drive me crazy and I imagined running my hands over her top and around her bum cheeks, squeezing all over her gorgeous body.“Danielle…?”“Danielle!!!”“Oh yes sorry, what?”“I said I’ll look and get back to you.”I won’t lie. I blushed and glanced down awkwardly. I don’t even know where I’d been looking. The previous five or six seconds had been a haze of heavenly fantasy.“Yes, of course.”Thankfully, Katie giggled, not unpleasantly My first meeting and I had already lost it. I always thought she had been better at holding it together than me, but I was determined to test her resolve.Despite my somewhat faltering start I had a good first week and began to settle into my new office, acquainting myself with colleagues and properly getting my feet under the desk. I had enough on my plate to deal with and I didn’t become preoccupied with thoughts of Katie and our next meeting was on the Friday, when she had said on an email that she would give me feedback on my two show-stoppers. I decided – this being a Friday that I would chose something a little riskier to wear. She had grabbed my attention big time at the last meeting, I intended to return the compliment.My second meeting was an hour before lunch. I had discarded any attempts at modesty, which had caused a stir around the company that morning. I was decent of course but dressed in a way that turned heads. I ditched the business suit for a short pink skirt and jacket. I had a bum that wiggled when I walked and my skirt just emphasized that particular feature. My blouse was white with a lacy yoke that revealed just enough of my cleavage to be tantalizing yet remaining on the right side of propriety. I felt confident when I was sexy and I was ready to turn on the charm.At 11 o’clock I arrived for our meeting. Katie was writing in the notes margin of my folder and hadn’t looked up after telling me to enter her office.“Morning, Daniele, I…”Katie paused and her eyes drifted down to my legs and eryaman escort then up to focus on the exposed part of my top under my jacket. It was exactly the reaction I had hoped for. “I was just looking at your portfolio,” she continued.“Do you like what you see?” I said, ambiguously, with a deliberately coquettish hint to my voice.Instead of sitting down, I walked around to look over her shoulder and bent down to read the page that she was on. She looked around, which inevitably brought her eye line in level with my boobage.“I’ve been talking to Martin and we really like your orange Cheshire. We’ve looked at sourcing and we think this could go in our premier range. We’re already talking to two major retailers.”“Wow! Really?”“Yes, it’s a good one, Danielle.”“Thank you. I have more ideas in the offing.”“Well keep them coming. If this goes well, we’ll all be in for a good bonus.”“Got to be good. I thought it would complement our Stilton and black olive, as a savoury sweet combo.”“Ah yes, my thoughts exactly,” said Katie.“Really?”I sat down to continue the meeting, as we still had ten minutes in the calendar.“Yes, actually, Danielle, while you’re here. I wondered what you thought to this thing that’s come up.”“What thing?”Katie hesitated and seemed to be in deep thought, doodling on her pad.“The thing is, next week, there’s an industry conference at Brighton. Martin’s asked me to take someone along, to explore some networking opportunities, while I tap up supermarket top brass. I suggested you. What do you think?”I was surprised and delighted to be asked.“Well yes. It’s an overnight thing then?”“Yes, that’s okay, isn’t it? It’s Tuesday afternoon travelling down, come back Thursday morning.”“Of course. I’d be only too happy to come along and be whatever assistance I can,” I said, trying not to reveal my bubbling enthusiasm, too much. I was still a little unsure how things stood with Katie, and I didn’t want to say the wrong thing, no matter how much I wanted to get in her pants.“So, do you have many of these overnighters?” I asked, casually.“Now and again.”“So not leaving your girlfriend all alone too often then?”“Girlfriend?”“Yeah, I thought you must have… a girlfriend.”“No, Danielle.” “Oh I see,” I said with a bite of my lip.Katie looked thoughtfully and gave me a cheeky smile. I hadn’t seen that look since I had come to work at head office. It gave me a little tingle and a shiver. “How about you?” asked Katie.“Me? No, I haven’t got time for sex.”“What!?”I blushed, realising I’d got confused.“I meant to say for a relationship. A relationship. I’ve got time for sex, obviously!”“Really!?” said Katie with a smirk.“Ummm… you know.”“I think I do!” she said, with incredulity.I flushed with embarrassment from my faux pas.“I think it’s probably time for lunch,” said Katie.“Yes, good thinking. Lunch. Well, I’ll be seeing you later then.”I turned and left her office, hoping that she was checking out my bum.I was a bit fuzzy for the rest of the day, beyond excited for the forthcoming conference. I knew it was work but at the same time, it was an overnight stay. That created any number of tantalizing possibilities. It could also be a source of frustration, but I was determined to stay positive. I had the weekend ahead of me to relax and get myself in the right place for some serious seduction Danielle-style. ***The beginning of the next working week was a bit manic as I did as much background work as possible, thinking of the most relevant questions and looking down the list of delegates on my target list. I was keen to make sure I was useful and not just extra baggage. Whatever the romantic outcome or otherwise, a contribution with unavailing results wouldn’t impress Katie. I only saw her in passing and didn’t go out of my way to bother her, as I knew she would have a mountain of work to do, given her position. Before I knew where I was it was Tuesday and I met Katie in the car park around tea time, as we were travelling down to Brighton in her car. By chance, or so I assume, we had independently gone to work in rather short skirts that day. It was soon very clear that her skirt as well as mine were a whole lot shorter when sitting down.
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