Chapter 1 - Clarisse

 

"Clarisse Martins," my secretary said, by way of introduction, as she showed the new secretary into, my office.

"Pleased, to meet you, Clarisse, please, take a seat," I said, as I shook her hand.

"Thank you, Mr Thompson," Clarisse replied, with a smile.

"I see that you take shorthand at one hundred and fifty words per minute, and that you type at one hundred words per minute, impressive. From your application form, your last employment was at Blading's and Sons. Tell me. Why did you leave? "I asked with a smile, sitting back in my chair.

"I haven't, as yet. I am looking for a more challenging position with better pay, as a private and confidential secretary. The post you are advertising," she said calmly, with confidence.

I eyed her up and down. She was very pretty, young and with a shapely body. Her face was round and had an appealing quality about it. Bright eyes that sparkled, and she had full, deep red lips enhanced by the lip stick and lip liner.

The open necked blouse she wore hid only a small portion of her more than adequate breasts, trapped in a white bra, firm and secure. A trim waist, and hips that were defined and not too large, encased in the short tight skirt she wore. Her shapely legs were enhanced by the stiletto heeled shoes, and the stockings in black. As she sat down the suspender fastenings to her stockings became visible, as they were etched and stood proud in the cloth of her skirt.

My dick responded to the sight of her in a positive way, and I smiled at her a meaningful smile, and raised my eyebrows. She leaned forward allowing her blouse to open a bit more, offering me a better view of her breasts, and cocked her head to one side.

"Confidentiality is very important in a firm like this one. The drawings are confidential and our clients do not want their competition to learn about their plans. What happens in this office must never be repeated outside the office, my office," I said opening up my gambit.

"Your secrets are safe with me. I do not take my work home with me," she said, her eyes opening up and brightening, warming to me.

"Please, shall we move onto my settee? It is more comfortable there," I offered, indicating my casting couch.

It was now up to her. If she really wanted the job then she would accept my offer and move, sitting close to me. I smiled as she moved and I followed her to the settee, and sat next to her, close and comfortable.

I smiled as I moved in on her, lifting my hand gently up to the top button on her blouse. She smiled back at me and put her hand on my lap.

"Mr Thompson. I presume you would like to check my credentials," she said, in a sexy voice.

"If you would be so kind as to allow me to, I shall. There are two posts on offer. One needs a higher credential clearance than the other. Which one are you applying for?" I asked, as my hand began its slow progress up, her skirt.

She threw her arms around me and pulled me on top of her, her hand went to my flies and unzipped them. She was going too fast for me. This was a bad sign. I liked to ease my new secretaries into their role in my office. Yes, I took advantage of them, I fucked them, but not at the interview. To be able to fondle a tit, or preferably their clit, and oral was what I expected, hoped for at this stage, and here she was eager for my cock, and almost raping me.

I undid her blouse and released her breast from its entrapment. I fondled it and kissed it, and then I sucked on her nipple. All the while, she was releasing my dick from its confinement. I slipped a hand up her skirt, eased my hand inside her knickers, and felt the moist warmth of her clit. A finger entered her. My lips sought her lips and we kissed as I slipped my finger in and out of her vagina. Her credentials were excellent, and just got better and better.

She moved and knelt before me, undoing my trousers and pulling them down to get at my dick. She knelt up and put my dick into her mouth, and began to slide her lips up and down the shaft, rubbing the base with her finger and thumb. I put my head back on the settee and moaned, as she sucked and toyed with my dick, bringing me to a full arousal.

I pushed her skirt up to her waist, and pulled her knickers down, eager to get at my goal. My finger entered her again and then I slipped two in, my thumb on the tip of her clit as I rammed my fingers in and out of her tight cunt. I slipped three up her. Now it was her turn to moan as her juices flowed, soaking my hand in her juices. By now, we were on the floor, and I turned around presenting my cock for her, and delving deep into her vagina with my tongue. Feverishly I probed her cunt, licking her and then delving deep into her, as she sucked and toyed with my dick. I turned again and lay between her legs, my cock resting hard and throbbing against her clit.

"You seem to have excellent credentials, but there is one final test," I said as I slipped my cock into her cunt, I smiled at her, "You appear to have all the qualifications we need. When can you start?" I asked as I pulled out, slowly.

"Today, I expect to start work today," she said and wrapped her legs around my waist pulling me into her, and wrapping her arms around me, hugging me to her.

"Just a bit too soon. Tomorrow, would that be satisfactory?" I asked as I pulled out again in a long, slow stroke and then rammed my dick deep into her again, "I will need to move my secretary to another position within the firm," I added.

"That all depends?" she asked, "On the date I get paid from. It is Monday today, and the first of the month," she added, holding on to me like a python, squeezing the life out of me with her legs.

"Shall we complete the interview, first," I asked as I pulled out and then rammed it back in, beginning to move a little faster, still held in the vice like grip of her thighs.

"You have been satisfied by my credentials. Now I need to be satisfied by your commitment," she said, increasing her hold on me and smiling at me all the time.

"You have just started work with us. I will move my secretary to her new post once the interview is over," I said, struggling to make much progress in pulling out and ramming my dick deep into her.

"Excellent," she said, and relaxed her grip.

I moved in and out faster and faster, ramming my dick deep into her as she lay on the floor. She rolled me over and sat up on me, and began to slip me in and out of her cunt, taking over the work. Our thighs slapped as she rammed me into her cunt hard and fast, whilst I lay back and enjoyed the session.

I wanted to laugh as her free tit bounced in rhythm to her landing and bouncing up again. Her thigh muscles gripped my cock and relaxed with each thrust. As she rammed into me, I shot my load deep into her, and she came to a halt. Sitting on my thighs and looking down on me with a satisfied smile.

"It would appear that your credentials are not as good as mine. You need to train more, practice more. I missed out on an orgasm, but I am sure we can remedy that, once I begin to train you. A secretary, has far more uses than as a typist and note taker, if you will allow her the freedom to assist, you?" she asked me with a broad smile on her lips.

I looked up at her as she sat on my thighs, waiting for my response to her statement. I smiled at her and nodded my head in agreement, "You seem to be well and truly conversant with the requirements of a busy executive," I said in reply.

"Very conversant and in the confidentiality required. Shall we say nine, in the morning?" she asked increasing the smile and raising her eyebrows in question.

"I would suggest a week's holiday to begin with? With pay obviously. I will need a week to confirm your appointment by letter, and to move my current secretary to her new post. Without creating serious problems for us," I said with a smile.

"So be it then," she said and got off me, adjusted her dress and sat back at my desk, whilst I adjusted my dress.

"Thank you, Miss Martins, expect a letter in the post. I will have my secretary mail it tonight," I said and showed her out of my office.

I am a man of my word. My secretary wrote the letter that evening and posted it. Unfortunately, she didn't get the job. She was going to train me. Not in my office, she wasn't. I do the training in my office.

The young lady that got the job, gingerly touched my dick over my trousers, and she tentatively allowed me to fondle a firm breast over her blouse, and kissed me sweetly. She tensed, when I opened up her blouse and slipped a hand inside, to fondle her breast. Miss Collins, will make an excellent secretary, when I have completed her training.