Revenge Is A Dish Best Served Cold - Part 1

The sharp rap on the door startled him even though he was expecting her.

"Come in," he said after nervously adjusting his tie.

He watched the woman enter and stood up to greet her pointing to a chair in front of his desk. He had known Lisa and her husband Jim for many years now. He watched her cross her legs and the glimpse of naked thigh aroused him. She was an attractive woman, although of no comparison to his own wife, Suzy. Trying to be informal he sat on the edge of his desk in front of her and gave her a smile before he spoke. "So how have you enjoyed your week with us?" he asked.

She smiled nervously. "I have really enjoyed it. It is so good getting back to work after all these years of looking after the children. I am very grateful for you and Suzy taking me on."

He nodded and smiled. Lisa's two children had just started boarding school and she had time on her hands now, but it was Jim who had approached him to take her on. "I'm getting sick of her being around the house," he had told him. "Give her a job and I will pay her wages," Jim had said. Of course he knew the real reason he wanted her out of the way. Jim's extra marital affairs were well known in the town. He felt sorry for Lisa. Jim was an asshole who masqueraded as a successful businessman but it was her parents' money that had set him up. Both he and Suzy could never fathom out what she saw in him and why she just seemed to turn a blind eye to his womanizing.

"I am sorry about all the typing and filing errors I have made this week," she said, interrupting his thoughts.

"That's what I wanted to talk to you about Lisa."

He saw the startled look on her face. "I'm just rusty that's all," she said.

He took a deep breath. "I understand Lisa but I need someone more efficient."

"You want me to leave then?" She asked with a sigh.

He nodded and looked away as he saw the tears start to form in her eyes.

"Please give me another chance Dan. Please!"

He moved over to her chair and rested his hand on the back of it as he looked down at her. "It's....it's not just the typing and filing," he started to say. "My last secretary did lots more than just that."

"But she...."
He held his hand up to stop her. "My last secretary looked after my needs as well!"

"But she was..."
Again he held his hand up and cut her off, as he looked into her eyes. "My last secretary would bring me a coffee at 8.30 in the morning and spend half an hour taking care of my sexual needs. Then she would come back at 5 o'clock and do the same again. Sometimes she would even go out of her way at lunchtime to look after me as well!"

A look of horror came over her face. "But she was your wife!" she retorted.

"I know, but she is eight months pregnant and out of action for a while!"

Lisa looked away as he stood back.

"I couldn't ask you to provide those services as well," he told her.

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