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My name is Pamela Martin and I have to tell you a story about how I came to work for Mr. Thomas–Mark–and at the same time I found out my true calling in life. You see, I wasn’t always an executive secretary like I am now, I actually started out as a waitress in a small diner in my home town of Ogallala, Nebraska. Eighteen at the time and fresh out of high school, I lived alone, having moved out of my mother’s house as soon as I graduated. We didn’t get along very well and I was anxious to “be my own woman”. So I answered an ad for a waitress in the local paper and began my working career.It was at the diner that I was introduced to Mark. He came to the diner I worked at one day while in town and visiting some old school friends. Mark and I had attended the same high school although he was a senior when I was a freshman. I had a couple of classes with him and over the year had developed quite a schoolgirl crush on this “older man”. And who wouldn’t… one of the stars of the local football team and one of the most popular guys in school, he was always surrounded by lots of friends, both male and female, while I was more the girl trying to fit in type.And I did try to fit in. In fact, I tried everything to fit in, including becoming something of a slut in the process! I thought (as a lot of girls my age) that the way to a man’s heart was through his cock and so I wasn’t opposed to opening my legs for any guy who gave me the attention I craved. I wanted what I thought all the other girls had, a guy on her arm and someone to call my own.But instead of getting the guy I wanted, all I wound up with was a ‘reputation’ of sorts as the school whore. I didn’t mind, if it took being the school whore to have guys buzzing around me looking for a good time, then so be it! I wasn’t looking for anything permanent at that time anyway. I wasn’t one of those marry my high school sweetheart and settle down to live happily ever after types. I wanted to have fun before I got into the routine of married life and being a housewife. Besides, most of the guys that were interested in someone like me weren’t exactly good spousal material!I knew that once school was over and I moved away (which was my intention) losing this ‘reputation’ would be easy. I didn’t plan on staying in this one-horse town any longer than I needed; I had my sights set on moving to someplace with something more going on for it than beylikdüzü escort the local movie house and the swimming hole!But sometimes dreams take a while to come true and that was my case here. After school it didn’t work out for me to leave. I did manage to get out of the house and get my own place, but it turned out moving to “the Big City” was more expensive than I had counted on! So I had to settle for a job as a waitress at the diner for now or stay at home with Mom. I chose the diner and to have my own place. I wanted to feel “grownup” and having my own place let me entertain easier as well. Yes, I guess I was still the school whore! I didn’t have to spend too many Friday or Saturday nights alone unless I wanted to, and I got all the male attention my overactive sexual needs demanded. I could do worse!One day while I was at work, a familiar face came into the diner. It was Mark! He was back in town visiting a couple of old friends and stopped in the diner for lunch. My heart was once again smitten with him and I made sure he sat at one of the tables I was working that day. As I took his order we talked a bit, asking him how he was doing and I told him about how life in this dinky place was driving me crazy. He asked about my plans and I told him I wanted to get out as soon as something opened up.That’s when I learned about the opening at his office. His regular secretary had left because she was going to have a baby and wanted to spend time as a mother before getting back into the workforce. I told Mark that I had taken some secretarial and office management classes in school and at night hoping to pad my resume some.He asked if I would be interested in an entry-level position with his company. He planned on promoting one of the other girls to the position that had been vacated and would need a new girl as well. I told him I would love to and so I flew to Seattle and Mark got me a hotel room to stay in that wasn’t too far from him so he could help me adjust to my new surroundings.It was quite an adjustment too! Coming from a small town of only around three hundred and fifty people on a good day to a place like Seattle with three million was a hell of a culture shock! But he told me he would get me a place to live, a job that gave me the money I needed to get by plus have a little fun, and I was out of that dinky damn town–life was good! And beylikdüzü escort bayan the additional perk of working with the guy I’d had a crush on for years!On my first day of work, I took a cab to his office downtown. I was anxious to start work and even more anxious to meet with Mark. He had told me that he wanted to get me up to speed on what my duties and responsibilities were at work. All I knew was that I was going to have a private meeting with the guy who I had been hot for ever since I started high school! I knew from our short talk there at the diner that he was single; he hadn’t found anyone worth marrying either although he had gotten close once. So he was still “on the market”–I planned on shutting that down as quickly as I could too!I walked into the office wearing a very tight, short, and sexy black skirt and a white button-front blouse, with the first couple buttons, undone. It was almost office-appropriate, yet sexy enough that I knew I would draw stares. That was fine, I was only out to impress one man and I had been used to being talked about! Knowing that I would be meeting with my high school heartthrob had me wet… I could feel my panties damp and my nipples trying to poke holes in my blouse (I had intentionally not worn a bra that day). I was horny as hell and ready to be taken to bed!Mark had become a pretty wealthy and powerfully rich man, a realtor specializing in commercial properties, his real estate company handled all kinds of properties from raw untouched land through commercial buildings, condominiums, apartment complexes and even full housing developments. I didn’t know much about the real estate business at the time, I just knew he wasn’t hurting for money! His office was in an ominous-looking black high-rise building in the center of downtown Seattle.I got in the elevator and I could feel the other occupants–mostly men–looking me up and down. Had they never seen a pretty dirty blonde girl of twenty-one in their building before? My body shivered under their stares and then I saw my reflection in the mirrored doors as they closed and I saw how my rock hard nipples were protruding in my white blouse. My cheeks flushed with embarrassment. What a fucking horny slut you are, Pamela! I thought. My pussy dampened in response to my own question and I could feel the beginnings of a fire burning in my loins.Mark escort beylikdüzü had told me to just come on in when I arrived so I walked back to his office and knocked on the door. “Come in,” he said and I opened the door. His office was crowded, and I thought I had intruded on a very important meeting. I could feel a flush come over my face as several pairs of eyes darted to my face first then my blouse.”Fuck!” I thought, “What a great first impression, Becky!””That will be all, for now, gentlemen,” Mark said when he saw me. Men in expensive-looking suits stood up from the conference table and dutifully picked up their portfolios and briefcases, filing past me on the way out of the room. Several younger executives looked me up and down openly. One of the older businessmen stopped by the door obviously intending to be the last one out. He was handsome and smiled at me, looking lustily at me as he closed the door.”How are you, Pamela? Did you have any trouble finding the place or parking?” he asked.”No, I took a cab here. I wasn’t sure where I was going, or if there would be parking anywhere downtown,” I said.”I see. Well, Seattle is a bit of a change from our hometown, to be sure. It took me a little while to get used to the fast pace and to learn my way around too,” he said.”I’ll say! It took me forever just to find the apartment building you set me up in!” Pamela said, “But the map you drew really helped. Thank you for that, and for the job.””Well, I know how you felt. I remember when I first came to Seattle. It was hard for me since I didn’t know anyone here,” he said.”So tell me Mark, does everyone just obey you like that?” I teased.”They do if they want to keep getting a paycheck!” he said. I wasn’t sure if he was joking or serious, at first. This was a strange confidence I had never really seen him assert. Not sure what he meant, I sat down uneasily in a large leather chair.”So about this position…” I began.”Pamela, how is your boyfriend?” he asked, interrupting me. It was a rather strange change of subject, I thought.”Uh, well I don’t have one at the moment,” I said. The truth was I did have a boyfriend and we had talked about getting more serious but hadn’t actually done it just yet. I didn’t want Mark to know about it right at the moment, though, so I dodged the discussion. “But I’m hoping that moving to the city here will open up more possibilities. And making better money doesn’t hurt any either!””You always did like the boys,” he said. He walked over to the window and stood there in his very well-tailored and expensive suit. He was gorgeous! “Well I’ll be honest with you; the position I originally had intended for you was an entry-level position downstairs…”
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