A few months had passed, and Gael and I saw less of each other. She wanted to spend more time with her husband, as her marriage was important, and I was busy with different aspects of my business. I gave her a month off for a European vacation with her husband. Jennifer was out West, and I really did not know if or when she would be returning. It was one of those periods of busy, barren days, and in those days of barrenness my hunger for erotic pleasures only increased. I had seen Sophia about here and there, busy and prim and proper, a good girl working her first important job. Whenever she saw me, she would smile, and her smile was shy and awkward. And yet beneath that I smile I sensed something deeper, something that perhaps she herself did not know about, a part of herself, that womanly part of herself that was still trapped deep inside her, just waiting for the right man to come along and unleash it.
One hot summer day I was reading a report from one of the art trading divisions of my business. This is where I had placed Sophia. The manager, Rick, had listed where he had made some profit, and where there was a loss. Of course, I was more interested in where the losses were than the profits, and I noticed in his detailed notes that he had mentioned Sophia as someone who had been working on a project that incurred a loss. Sophia. Yes, the image of her bright young innocence set into my mind, and after a few moments of letting it marinate there, I decided something needed to be done. I got on the phone a called Rick.
“Yeah, Rick, it is me. Why don’t you come by later this afternoon, say around four, and tell me a little more about your report. And bring Sophia with her. Yes, that is right, Sophia. I think she has a lot of potential, so I want her to be present when we go over what the problems were.”
Rick and Sophia arrived at 3:50. Rick was a good employee, a middle-aged man in this forties, wife and two kids, standard life. He was the type of employee I wanted in these middle management positions. Loyal, competent, trustworthy. His ensnarement in a standard marriage meant he would be very careful about his jobs and the decisions he would make. He could not afford to screw up too much and thus risk potential termination. His wife would divorce him if he did.
Rick was calm and confident. He had dealt with me before. Sophia was nervous and afraid. This was her first real contact with me in a serious business situation that would have consequences. Her jitters were apparent, and I enjoyed seeing that. She did look lovely though, her light blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail, the curves of her body complimented by her white blouse and grey skirt.
The two took a seat at my conference table, and we began going over some of the issues in his report.
“So Rick, I see here that you underestimated the value of these art works we were trading. Given their rarity and antiquity, we should have made at least three million more than we did. We ended up losing about one million on that.”
One million was nothing for my business, but I used that example because I knew Sophia had been involved in that process, and this would give me the perfect opportunity to be alone with her.
“Yes,” Rick said, “that was an unfortunate episode. It won’t happen again.”
“You are damn right it won’t happen again, Rick.” I raised my voice and stared at him. “You really fucked up on this one.” He fidgeted in his chair. My dominance over him was being asserted. At the same time, I looked at Sophia, who was looking down and staring at her notes, a look of embarrassment having overcome her face.
“Your young assistant here, Sophia, is not learning good lessons in this. We need to teach her properly.”
“Yes, I know. This was her area though, so…”
I cut him off. “No Rick, you are her manager, and it was your responsibility to make sure that as a new employee in my business, she was being guided properly. Don’t try to push this one off on her. Did she make a big mistake? Yes. But she needed to be better managed by you.”
“Yes, you are right. It won’t happen again. The management will be better. I take full responsibility for all of this.”
I glared at Rick. “No, it won’t happen again.” I then turned to Sophia. “So, what do you have to say about all this. Do you know where you made your mistakes?”
“Yes, I think so…” Her voice was soft and shaky, and her nervousness was quite visible. And in this moment of nervousness, as often happens when a girl becomes nervous, especially in the presence of a strong man of immense power, I noticed through the delicate fabric of her white button down blouse that her nipples had hardened. I felt my own passions stirring. “No sir, I did not take into enough consideration all the variables about these particular works. I overlooked some key things.”
I shuffled through the papers and looked directly at Sophia. “You see, Sophia, this is all actually very simple, once you get through all the technicalities of what is valuable and what is not valuable. That does take some time and a lot of skill. For instance, I once bought a Picasso for 5 million; three years later I sold it for 10 million. We should always look at our purchases with a view to what they will make in three to five years. Most good, important art will gain value over time, especially if it is from a famous artist, someone who died a long time ago. Those are worth quite a bit. The key is being able to spot those things that will make money, and those that won’t. That is the skill we are teaching you, Sophia. Understand?”
Sophia quietly nodded. Rick said nothing. He knew how all this works.
“Well alright. Let’s just make sure this does not happen again. That’s all.”
Rick and Sophia got up to leave and I motioned over to Sophia. “I want you to stay a little longer Sophia. There are some more things we need to go over.” A confused look came over Rick’s face. And, again in that brief moment of truth, I could tell from that confused look that he had developed a thing for Sophia. Well, apparently, he was looking forward to leaving with her, and now he would not be. I wondered if his wife knew about his secret affections for his young charge. “Yes, Rick, I think Sophia has a lot of potential, so I will be giving her some personal guidance. I will let you know if you will be needing her services anymore.”
The confused look quickly transformed into a look of disappointment. He tried to hide it, to not reveal too much to me, but those sorts of things are impossible. I just read people too well. Yes, Rick did like Sophia a little bit too much. “Ok boss. Sounds good to me.” He then left the room, obedient and submissive to my orders, the way a good married man terrified of losing everything will be. I was now alone with Sophia, who immediately burst into tears.
“Oh God, I am so sorry for what I did. I know this was a terrible mistake.”
I let out a small laugh and stood up and walked over to her. “Oh Sophia, don’t worry too much about this. In the larger scope of things, this is a minor blip. I just want to make sure you are being guided correctly in all this, my business and everything else.” I grabbed a few tissues from my desk and handed them to her. As she wiped her eyes I touched her on the shoulder, and as I did I felt her slightly shudder. She was very warm, and her nervousness had led to a bit perspiration moistening her blouse. I could smell the sweet scent of her perfume, and I noticed, as I stood over her, the outer edges of a lacy white bra peeking through the tops buttons of her blouse. Oh yes, innocent Sophia liked to wear some pretty underwear. Perhaps she was not as innocent as I thought. I wondered what she was wearing beneath that skirt. And at this moment, as I stood over this lovely young woman, her body so close to mine I could nearly touch it, her scent delighting my senses, I knew I had to find out, and was going to find out, if not right now, then eventually sometime in the near future. I could feel my passions beginning to swell, those savage beasts I keep chained deep within the darker places of my being. They were howling, and screaming, and wanting to be let out. Sophia was doing that to me. I liked it.
I handed Sophia one of the bottled waters I keep in my office fridge and sat down on the chair next to her, moving it close to her, into her space. “Well, so long as you have learned your lesson, we can let this moment pass. So how do you like working here so far?”
She wiped her eyes, and her crying had now ceased. The emotional turmoil had passed. She took a sip of the water. Her nipples were no longer visible. “I really like it, sir. It is a great business. It is everything I had hoped for in a job. I feel like I am really working with my passions here.” She caught what she said, and blushed.
Passions. I liked that word. Especially coming from her. “That’s good. I am glad to hear that.” I leaned back in the chair. I wanted the atmosphere to be as relaxed as possible. “I know this can be demanding, but as I said in our interview, your rewards will be worth the pressure, and what you will learn cannot be learned anywhere else.”
“Yes, sir, I know. Yes.”
“I am curious though, Sophia, does anything in your personal life interfere with what you are doing here? Do you have any distractions at home that might affect your concentration at work?”
I wanted to find out more about her. I could sense she was completely awed and intimidated by my presence, and that was good. I knew she would answer my questions, being the diligent and now frightened employee that she was, questions feigned by me as work questions but questions really intended as the first steps of my seduction of her.
“Distractions, sir?” She seemed confused. Or feigned confusion. I have learned that with girls, the latter is usually the case.
“Yes, at home. For instance, if you are having problems in your relationship with your boyfriend, issues might affect your performance here.” She became bright red with another lovely blush and the contrast of the reddish hue of innocent modesty and embarrassment on her soft white cheeks with her light blonde hair pulled back, was quit alluring. I leaned forward and touched her hand. “I know it is personal and a bit embarrassing for you to admit this, but trust me, the more I know about these things, the better I can position you in this business.”
“Position…” Sophia said softly, her eyes looking down. She seemed to trail off for a second before regaining her concentration. “No, not really sir. Things are fine at home. Just a bit busy.”
“Well, that is good. If you are having issues in other areas of your life, it is impossible, really, to separate that from your work life. And that I need to know.”
She took a bigger sip of water, and her voice became more vibrant. “Oh no sir, nothing is wrong in that area. I am quite busy though with some things outside of work. I spend a lot of time with a Church group, especially on the weekends, but we meet at least once a week as well. Usually on Thursday night.”
I am wicked and downright evil, and she did not know how wicked and evil I am, because her talk of Church only made me want to corrupt her that much more.
“Well, that is good, Sophia.” I touched her gently on her forearm, which was soft and smooth and warm. “It is good to have something that can anchor you in your life, and Church is always a good source for that.” I wondered what kind of sexual life she had with her boyfriend, this good church girl. Perhaps she was one of those girls who does “everything but”.
“Yes, I find it is. It is very important to me. I grew up with the Church, both my parents have always been involved. We never missed a Sunday, and I still go every week. My boyfriend is also a solid church guy.” I smiled at her, and she smiled back, and our eyes were locked in for a few seconds in one of those moments of hidden and secret erotic tension. She blushed again and looked away. Her nervousness had returned. I got up to return to my desk, but before I did I let my hand linger on her arm a few seconds, my fingers gently touching and running along her skin.
I noticed more closely, as I rose from my chair, how she was dressed, how, besides the fine white fabric of her soft blouse, she was wearing a grey skirt, a bit above the knee, and as she sat in the chair her legs were not crossed but a bit open, just enough to give me a hint of her light blue panties. I did not know if she knew this, but as I have found with most girls, as with their feigned innocence, they know what every part of their bodies are doing at all times, and they know when they are a bit exposed in their most intimate places, even though they pretend not to know. She did nothing to hide this lovely and enticing view.
Yes, I was sensing there was indeed something a little bit more to Sophia. And now, as this lovely girl with her light blonde hair and bright blue eyes and her tight but curvaceous body was sitting before me, alone in my office, the same office where I had enjoyed such hidden and intense erotic pleasures with Gael, there was nothing that was going to stop me from finding out.
I walked over to my desk and picked up the phone. “Carol, yes, I need you to let Rick know that I am transferring Sophia to another department, and that she is going to be working more closely with me. Tell him it is nothing personal. It is strictly business, but she will no longer be working with him.”
I hung up the phone, and walked back over to Sophia, and as I did I noticed, once again as when we first met, her eyes lingering a bit too long on my crotch where my now slightly aroused penis was pushing against the fabric of my pants, and as always when I start to become aroused, I could feel its length and girth struggling to escape and that was quite pleasurable and that only made it more unruly and aroused, and her look that much more one of curious intrigue. Yes, that look girls give when they are checking you out. It is priceless. It is kind of a blank stare, without expression, but with a hint of curiosity. They try to be discreet, as if you do not notice, but a man like me always notices such things. I love it. She batted her eyelashes and quickly looked away. Yes, my sense about Sophia and her hidden sensuality was slowly being confirmed. She was clearly naïve, innocent and extremely inexperienced, but even an innocent and naïve woman is still a woman with all her womanly passions waiting to be unleashed. I walked closer to her, and she smiled and I asked her, “So, you are going to be working more closely with me now, Sophia. How does that sound?”
Her face lit up with a huge smile. “Oh yes, sir, thank you! You won’t be disappointed, I promise!” I noticed her nipples were once again gently pushing against her white blouse. I let my eyes rest on them for more than a few seconds. She knew.
“Good, Sophia. I am going to teach you many things.”
She laughed, and blushed and I knew that this delightful dance of erotic tension and seduction between me and Sophia was now only just beginning.
I did wonder what the feisty and tempestuous Gael would think of all this. Most likely it would turn her on in a jealous but passionate way. I intended to find out. Well, in the meantime I knew she was in Europe, feigning orgasms with her beta husband while fantasizing about her alpha lover of a boss, and now Sophia would soon be doing such things as well.