Personal Assistance

Dear Miss. Smith,

Please report to my office at 9:00am precisely tomorrow morning. I have become aware of a matter of grave importance and it is paramount that we discuss it immediately.

Yours sincerely …[/i]



She had lain awake well into the small hours, worrying about what on earth could be going on. All kinds of crazy ideas ran through her mind, yet none were half as strange as the reality turned out to be.

Her alarm clock blared rudely at 6:30am on the dot and she slammed her hand against the ‘off’ switch, certain that she could only just have nodded off to sleep. She rose and quickly showered before dressing.

On this morning she had made a real effort to appear as formal as she possibly could, pulling on a pinstriped, business suit and a light-pink blouse – buttoning it high in the collar. She stared at her reflection in the mirror and was pleased with the image that gazed back. She looked smart yet feminine, businesslike yet understatedly sexy. The swell of her breasts was apparent beneath her slim-cut shirt and her skirt hugged her tightly - accentuating her slender waist and the hourglass curve of her hips. At the last moment she decided to pin her hair back in a tight and rather severe bun. In addition, she chose to wear her heavy, plastic-rimmed spectacles, as she knew they added a certain intelligent elegance to her appearance. She looked the absolute epitome of the ‘sexy secretary’, which, in actual fact…is exactly what she was.

As usual she arrived at the office early and - hanging her jacket across the back of her chair - she set about tidying up some little jobs left over from the day before. She had no idea if her boss had arrived or not as the blinds were drawn in his office, but - at one minute to nine precisely - she rose and, slapping her palms against the nonexistent creases of her skirt, she stepped towards his office. As the second hand swept to the 12 o’clock position she rapped her knuckles hard against the door.

“Come,” she heard him call and she twisted the door handle nervously.

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