Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)
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				Title: <strong>Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>01-12-2009, 20:37:42</strong>
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				Drew was excited. His recent promotion not only gave him a large office with a grand view of the city below, but also his own personal secretary. Her office was basically the foyer to his own, situated on the other side of the double doors that led into his office. He had already redecorated the office, adding his own touch to make it a little cozier. A leather couch with a glass table now occupied one corner of the office - comfortable enough for a grown man to sleep on - complete with a few blankets hidden away behind it. A small table with two chairs occupied the other corner, allowing him to eat meals with out getting a mess all over his desk. A few pieces of art hung on the wall or sat on pedestals along the wall. It all spoke of grandeur and wealth.<br><br>The firm, of course, had paid for everything and had even found him a new secretary. He was anxious to meet her, to see what she was like. Many members of the firm had affairs or slept around in the office and he was well aware of a much darker side of the firm. He hoped that she was both pretty and agreeable to such things as he planned on making her much more then just his secretary. He had been part of several events sponsored by the Firm that had involved a lot of sex and drugs. Amazingly, it seemed to make things run much smoother and he was sure more then one person used the office as a place of debauchery.<br><br>He sat at his desk, in the large leather chair, framed by the large windows behind him, waiting for the knock on his door that would signal the arrival of his secretary. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>01-12-2009, 21:58:56</strong>
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				Elliott Defey had lost her job she was told due to downsizing but it was because she wouldn't play with the big boys the way they wanted to play.&nbsp; That had been six months ago, she had long given up on working on their level again.&nbsp; <br><br>At the moment she was beginning to get desperate, her saving was dwindling quickly in today's economy.&nbsp; So when she found the ad for a secretary in one of the bigger offices down town she had called to make an appointment.<br><br>The interview had gone well, she had held herself in check of saying too much so they didn't tell her she was over qualified, that had been two words she had heard so often of late she heard them in her sleep.<br><br>Today was her first day.&nbsp; They had told her where to report but not who she would be working for.&nbsp; The black skirt feel just at her knee, the gray button up blouse was tucked into the waist and she wore a matching short jacket over it.&nbsp; Sheer hose and black heels completed her outfit.&nbsp; Ellie had taken the bus down town and was walking the last couple blocks because she needed the fresh air before doing this.<br><br>She took the elevator up, walked down the hall and found the right door.&nbsp; With a big breath she pushed it open.&nbsp; The outter office was done tastefully so she was sure the inner one was as well.&nbsp; Ellie straightened her&nbsp; jacket, brushed her hair along her face back incase the wind had pulled to much of it from her clip and knocked on the rich wood door that was closed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>16-12-2009, 22:20:10</strong>
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				Drew heard the knock on his door and quickly walked over to it, opening it wide. A smile crept over his face as he found his secretary - Elliot Defey - standing before him. He gives her a small hug in greeting, allowing the gesture to feel her out beneath the work clothes she wore.&nbsp; Attractive, he thought, and not covering any pudge.<br><br>"Hello!" He says, beckoning her to come inside as he steps out of the way. "Nice to meet you, Ellie." He says, already moving onto a shortened version of her name. If she didn't like it, that was too bad. He had already decided to call her that, for now. "I'm Drew - and I expect you to address me as Drew until I say otherwise." He motions for her to take a seat in the comfy leather chair in front of his desk. He quickly slides into his own.<br><br>"Have you had much secretarial experience before?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>16-12-2009, 22:39:10</strong>
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				"Yes Sir I do have experience."&nbsp; Ellie took the seat he offered her and set her purse down beside her on the floor.&nbsp; As he took his seat behind the desk she looked him over.&nbsp; The man wasn't bad looking that was a plus but she knew how to keep work as work.<br><br>Honestly the hug he had given her she felt was a little out of line considering this was a first meeting and it was a professional setting.&nbsp; "I am sure the folder they gave you on me shows you that I am more then capable of running an office.<br><br>Reaching up she pulled the hem of her skirt down a little as she shifted on the chair.&nbsp; The office was done tastefully but she had expected that.&nbsp; She hadn't expected to see a sofa in the corner, they were usually placed in such a way to be used for meetings and the other corner of the room held a small table with two chairs.&nbsp; It was like the man never left the office.&nbsp; Perhaps he was one of those that slept and ate work to get ahead on the ladder.<br><br>"I am sure I will find a list in the drawer of my desk to let me know what needs to be done."&nbsp; That had been more a question then a comment but she hated to ask him things like that right of the bat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>16-12-2009, 23:31:35</strong>
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				"Hm." He says, leaning back in his chair, rubbing his chin as he contemplates things. "You'll find things to be very different here. Very different. This is the first monday of a very long week for you, trust. My expectations are above and beyond whatever you may have experienced in the past. Not only do I expect you to be able to manage my calendar and calls, but I also expect you to look and act a certain way. You're a representation of the company but more importantly, you're a representation of Me." His hand had dropped from his chin back to his lap.<br><br>"I expect to say things once and have them obeyed, immediately. No delay, no questioning. Simple, really. Do you understand all of this?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>18-12-2009, 02:18:29</strong>
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				Ellie was seething at the way he was talking to her.&nbsp; "Mr. Simon."&nbsp; Forget that he wanted her to address him with his first name.&nbsp; "I'm not sure if you can tell by looking at me or not.&nbsp; I'm not dumb, I know my job and I am sure I can more then handle things." <br><br>Tacking on the words, 'Even for an asshole like you'. she had to bite back to keep from saying.&nbsp; <br><br>He had been right though, from the way he thought he was so much better then her, this was going to be a long week if she lasted that long.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>18-12-2009, 05:01:06</strong>
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				She had fire in her. He liked that. A lot. He grins back at her. "Good, because you are going to find that this job taxes you in every manner. I hope you can deal with it. Now, stand up. We'll address your appearance first, get the base groundwork laid out."<br><br>He opens a drawer and pulls out a ruler before standing up himself, moving around his desk as she stands up.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>18-12-2009, 15:35:40</strong>
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				Ellie's jaw dropped when he said that.&nbsp; "My appearance?"&nbsp; She stood up not sure what he was talking about and when he came around the desk with a ruler she almost laughed.<br><br>Day one entry:&nbsp; Go with the flow, let the boss think he is in charge.<br><br>She honestly wasn't sure if the man was crazy or not or maybe he was just borderline crazy.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>18-12-2009, 16:23:04</strong>
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				He moves around behind her, eyes stroking up and down her body. He bends over and places the ruler at her knee. It reached halfway up her thigh, well above the bottom of her skirt. "Tsk tsk..." He says, straightening up. "You skirt is much too long. You need to look sexy, not like some old lady. Sexy is disarming, throwing our clients and colleagues off their game." He brazenly grabs the hem of her skirt and lifts it upwards, so that the hem is closer to mid-thigh. "That is more like it."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>18-12-2009, 23:38:33</strong>
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				"Excuse me.&nbsp; Throw our clients and colleagues off their game?&nbsp; Could you maybe tell me exactly what their game is?"&nbsp; Elliott wasn't against dressing a little sexier, she wasn't sure mid-thigh was where her skirt should be but she didn't mind going a little shorter.<br><br>"I was told there was a dress code for this company."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>19-12-2009, 01:42:14</strong>
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				"There is, but it doesn't apply to you. The only dress code that matters is the one I assign you. Mid-thigh skirts and shorter are the only ones allowed to be worn in this Office. If you have a problem with that, you know where the door is." He places his hands on her hips and spins her around to face him, eyes dropping to her chest. "And cleavage...we need to see some cleavage. Breasts were not meant to be hidden from view!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>19-12-2009, 03:09:30</strong>
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				"It doesn't apply to me?"&nbsp; Ellie wasn't dumb by any long shot but she wasn't sure she got this.&nbsp; "But I was hired by the company not by you."<br><br>True it had been as his secretary but it hadn't been by him and she was paid by the company.&nbsp; "And besides Mr. Simon, I'll have to wait to see what Santa brings me because honestly my clothes are pretty much what you see."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>19-12-2009, 06:52:55</strong>
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				"You might as well forget about the Company - for all intents and purposes it does not extend beyond me. You had best learn that quickly, Ellie, otherwise your time here might be short-lived." He moves back around to stand behind her, but leans forward to whisper into her ear: "I am to become the focal point of your life. You answer to no one but me."<br><br>At her 'santa' comment he chuckles. "Well, you'll have to find a way to change your closet then, hadn't you? Resourcefulness is the key to survival in this cruel world."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>19-12-2009, 15:07:39</strong>
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				He thought she didn't know about how cruel the world could be?&nbsp; Being a secretary was not what she was qualified for.&nbsp; No she was qualified to sit behind a desk, behind its own door with a someone out front to field for her.&nbsp; She was qualified for his job as jobs went, what she was hired to do was really beneath her.<br><br>But she had taken it because after down sizing a few months ago and being female she was one of the first to go it had been hard to find a job that she was qualified for.&nbsp; Most of them she was over qualified for.<br><br>But her savings was dwindling quickly with paying the bills and rent on her apartment.&nbsp; She had doctored her resume some bringing down her qualifications in order to land this job.&nbsp; He wasn't firing her any time soon.&nbsp; But she wasn't his beck and call girl either.<br><br>Drew thought he was god, she had seen it a million times with men who get promotions and it lasted until someone up the ladder knocks them down a peg and from what she knew he had just gotten this promotion and she was his first secretary, at least with this company.<br><br>"Work life perhaps."&nbsp; She wasn't saying anything more.&nbsp; But she knew how to leave her work at the door when she left especially with the position she held now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 01:17:45</strong>
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				Drew smirks at her response. In Drews world he was God and she was going to learn that. But she wasn't going to become the Gods-queen or anything like that. No, she was going to become his slave in every sense of the word, worshiping the ground he walked on,&nbsp; the toilet he shat on, anything he touched. She just didn't know that yet.<br><br>"Good. I'm glad we have some sort of understanding. Now then, onto business. There is a piece of paper with a phone-list of the company on it, so you know all the extensions." He moves to sit on the edge of his desk, facing her. "As for finding your way about the office, I'm sure you can figure that out on your own. My calendar is digital - every change you make on your computer will show up on mine. And no one is to be admitted into my office unless they've scheduled an appoint or I say otherwise. Simply enough, yes?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 04:08:15</strong>
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				"Simple yes."&nbsp; Though Elliott knew he meant the process, as did she, but she was including him in that phrase as well.<br><br>"Is that including Mr. Williams, your boss on the ones not allowed in unless they have an appointment?"&nbsp; Elliott was trying not to smile as she crossed her ankles putting her legs back and to the side slightly.<br><br>She knew her way around the office and the floor, she had been showed around after they had hired her or at least given her a lay out drawn on paper of where whose office was, lunch room, copy room etc.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 16:57:56</strong>
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				"Yes, that includes him. No one enters my office with out permission first. Period." He replies, shoving his hands into his pockets. "This is your first day, so I'll even treat you to lunch. You like Pizza?" He asks, looking down her long, shapely legs.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 19:54:30</strong>
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				She wondered if Mr. Williams knew he was on that list as well.&nbsp; So in other words the man had something to hide.&nbsp; That was interesting that he would go that far to hide something at work.<br><br>"I do like pizza but I am meeting someone at the deli on the corner today.&nbsp; Perhaps another time."&nbsp; &nbsp; Maybe turning him down wasn't her smartest move but for it it was what she needed to do today.&nbsp; She was sure by the time lunch rolled around she would need the fresh hair to keep her head from spinning.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 19:59:17</strong>
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				"Oh, thats too bad for your friend. You'll have to cancel your lunch date with them today. Business - work - is your world now." He responds, mocking a sad voice in doing so. "I'm sure you friend can wait. We have much more to discuss over lunch."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 20:12:22</strong>
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				"Excuse me but by law I get two fifteen minutes breaks one before lunch and one after and I do get at least a thirty minute lunch break."&nbsp; &nbsp; And the last time she had looked they couldn't dictate that to her.<br><br>He wanted to play hardball with her she would step up to the plate and play with him.&nbsp; "That gives us plenty of time to get work done."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 21:03:24</strong>
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				"In a perfect world, yes." He responds curtly. "But if everyone took an hour for lunch then nothing would get done. We don't get paid to sit on our thumbs all day. You won't find anyone here except maybe the IT guys who take more then 30 minutes for lunch - usually bringing it back to their desk - and no one takes those '15&nbsp; minute breaks'. The only time you get a break is when you're taking a shit on the toilet."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 21:21:50</strong>
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				Fine he wanted it that way she would make sure that when she went to the bathroom it would take her fifteen minutes.<br><br>"I believe I said a thirty minute lunch not an hour."&nbsp; He was going to have to learn to listen to her as well if they had to work together.&nbsp; Elliott had to take a deep breath before she lost her cool with him.&nbsp; "Then I guess I will have lunch with you today and reschedule my meeting a friend for later in the week."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 23:17:53</strong>
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				"Perfect." He says, giving her a small smile. "I'm glad you're starting to see things my way." She was one tough cookie, he thought. Maybe she'd last longer at this job then the last one had. "Now, I think that is all for now." He says, glancing over at his desk. "Any questions? If not, you're free to return to your desk and get started."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 23:33:51</strong>
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				Elliott stood.&nbsp; "If I think of any I will write them down and ask them over lunch."&nbsp; She almost spat the word out.&nbsp; It still wasn't right that she had to have lunch with him and she hoped he didn't make a habit of it.<br><br>She picked up her bag and headed out to her own desk to boot up the computer and use the pass code she had been given when she was hired to the company system.&nbsp; Elliott sat there going over files that was his calender and such that she needed to be made aware of.<br><br>"How are you doing Miss DeFey?"&nbsp; Mr. Williams walked through the door with a smile.<br><br>"Fine Sir."&nbsp; Elliott gave him a smile back that matched his own.<br><br>"I wanted to see how you were settling in.&nbsp; And I need to see Drew."<br><br>"I am sorry but he is on the phone right now Sir.&nbsp; But I will tell him to call you as soon as he is off if you like."&nbsp; Great she was already lying to the man that hired her.<br><br>"No that's okay, I'll just stick my head in and tell him myself."&nbsp; Mr. Williams headed towards Drew door.<br><br>"Sir he asked to not be interrupted."&nbsp; Elliott stood up.<br><br>"And you are going to stop me?"&nbsp; He looked at her not showing her how impressed he was with her.<br><br>Elliott wasn't sure what she should say or do.&nbsp; "I am just doing as I was asked Mr. Williams.&nbsp; Of course I can't stop you if you really want to go in, you are the boss."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 23:43:11</strong>
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				Mr. Williams huffed and stormed through the door into Drews office, slamming the door behind him. There was a quick, heated discussion inside, the words unintelligible through the thickness of the door. Several minutes later Mr. Williams walked out, caste her a sidelong glance, and then turned back into Drews office, saying something else to Drew.<br><br>Drew walks out of his office and glares at Elliott. "What the hell were you thinking?" He nearly yells at her, moving over to close the door to her outer office so no one could hear. "Of course you're supposed to let him in, even if I'm in the middle of a goddamn mother fucking meeting!" He thumps his hand on her desk. "He wants to fire you, right this second, for your ineptitdue. I suggest you go in there, crawl over to him on your hands and knees, and suck his cock. He might forgive you, then, if you do a good job, and if you're think I'm kidding - I'm not."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>22-12-2009, 01:30:35</strong>
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				She blinked at him.&nbsp; "Well that isn't going to happen Mr. Simon."&nbsp; She glanced at the closed door, "If Mr. Williams wants to fire me let him."&nbsp; She looked back at him.<br><br>"I was following YOUR orders.&nbsp; You said not anyone unless they had an appointment and I asked you specifically if that included Mr. Williams and you said yes."&nbsp; She was not taking the fall for this.&nbsp; "But you can be sure next time I will tell him to go right on in."&nbsp; Her eyes flashed with the anger she felt.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>22-12-2009, 02:35:14</strong>
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				"It doesn't matter anymore, does it? You should you have used your indiscretion in who to let in." He shakes his head, turning back to look at her. "And yes, if you want to keep this job, you'd better go in there and suck his cock. I'm dead serious - I'm ordering you too." He pauses, looking at her. "I warned you this job wouldn't be easy, and you just made it ten times harder by pissing him off.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>22-12-2009, 02:42:45</strong>
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				Elliott stood there staring at Drew.&nbsp; When he said he was serious he meant it.&nbsp; There was not a drop of humor in his eyes when he looked at her.<br><br>"Ordering?&nbsp; I'll take my chances."&nbsp; She was not doing any such thing.&nbsp; Drew needed to make up his mind if he wanted to kiss Mr. Williams ass or not but he was not putting this on her.&nbsp; She had been following his orders that is why everyone was pissed off at the moment.&nbsp; "My discretion told me to do as you asked and let no one in without an appointment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>22-12-2009, 02:48:46</strong>
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				He moves over behind her desk, roughly grabbing her hair and yanking her head back. "Its not a matter of the blame-game anymore, Eliott. This is the Boss-Boss, the only person I have to answer too. He wants your head on a silver platter and I am going to give it to him. You should know that by now - even if its the higher-ups who are at fault, its the lower-downs that take the blame." His grip is painful in her hair and he yanks her to her feet. "I can either drag you in there or you can go in there on your own accord. You've got three seconds to decide and you have no other options right now." He hisses into her ear, clearly displeased with the current situation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>22-12-2009, 03:04:33</strong>
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				Elliott yelped when Drew's hand sunk into her hair jerking her head back.&nbsp; There was no where for her to look but at him.&nbsp; "I know how the game works."<br><br>Again she yelped when he pulled at her hair harder causing her to rise to her feet from her chair.&nbsp; Her eyes told him what she thought of him, "Fine let me go."&nbsp; <br><br>His release was so sudden that Elliott's hip fell against her desk.&nbsp; With her eyes flashing she brushed past him to head to open the door that lead to the main hall way that Drew had closed.<br><br>Elliott was seething as she turned to walk into Drew's office where Mr. Williams had been left.&nbsp; She closed the door.&nbsp; "I need to apologize to you."<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>22-12-2009, 03:36:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mr. Williams was older then Drew by several years and was also slightly heavier, and not with muscle. He wasn't entirely unattractive but he was fuming with rage, sitting on that leather couch that was in Drews office. He looks up at her as she enters.<br><br>"Yes, I would say that that is the least you could do!" He barks at her, not bothering to stand up in her presence. He was clearly a non-nonsense man so she had better quickly cut to the chase. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>22-12-2009, 03:41:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She had to suck this up or lose her job.&nbsp; "I had misunderstood what Mr. Simon had asked of me.&nbsp; He has made it more then clear to me now that I was wrong.&nbsp; So to you and him I deeply apologize."<br><br>She glanced back at the closed door between her office and this one.&nbsp; "I'm sure its just the first day jitters of getting settled in.&nbsp; If there is anything I can do for you..." she let that trail off as she looked back at him.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>22-12-2009, 03:49:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Such things are not acceptable at all." He responds, shaking his head with disappointment. "You need to quickly learn the hierarchy around here. And yes, as of a matter of fact there is something you can do for me that will make me put this matter behind us. But I warn you - I give you only once chance to make these reparations." He says sternly, letting his eyes roam over her body. "Get on your knees and crawl over to me. I want you to suck my cock with that rude&nbsp; mouth of yours - its the only way I can see myself getting over this issue."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>22-12-2009, 04:12:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Elliott had known Drew was serious in what he said but she had really thought that Mr. Williams wouldn't want that.&nbsp; That he was more the proper business man.&nbsp; &nbsp;Serious or not it had caused her to blink at what he suggested.<br><br>"Sir it wasn't an issue it was a misunderstanding.&nbsp; And I fully understand how the hierarchy works.&nbsp; I just got my wires crossed trying to get settled into the routine of how Mr. Simon wants things done."&nbsp; She was going to talk her way out of this if there was any way possible.&nbsp; "It won't happen again I assure you as I have explained myself to Mr. Simon."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>22-12-2009, 04:16:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He shakes his head in response. "Do you have a problem with your hearing? Because I just gave you an order and yet I still see your mouth moving, and not to suck on my cock. Ms. Elliot, let me make it very clear to you, since it clearly hasn't gotten through your head yet: I am the law around her. When I say jump, you say 'how high'. When I say 'give me twenty' you give me forty. When I say 'come over here and suck my dick' you crawl the fuck over here and suck my dick!" Spit flew from his mouth as he spoke, his face red with rage at her insolence. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>22-12-2009, 04:25:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He made himself more then clear as Elliott sucked in a deep breath moving away from the door to walk towards him.<br><br>"I said crawl."&nbsp; His imperiling gaze told her she needed to do what he said without a second thought.<br><br>Elliott dropped to her knees and crawled the rest of the way across the carpeted floor, she could feel the material of her stockings rubbing red spots on her knees.&nbsp; She stopped in front of him, her eyes going no higher then is crotch.&nbsp; She didn't want to see the satisfaction on his face as her hands went to undo his dress pants.&nbsp; Reaching in she pulled his cock free, she had to swallow when the small flaccid thing came free of his zipper.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>22-12-2009, 04:30:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Much better." He says as she crawls over towards him. Her clothing choice didn't reveal much about her, but he was sure Drew had already had that talk with her. He spreads her legs apart as she crawls in between them, quickly unzipping his pants and freeing his flaccid cock.<br><br>"Now, lets see if your mouth has any sort of use afterall." He says, hands resting on his thighs, looking down at her as she went to work on him. His cock was perhaps no bigger then 6 inches and his balls seemed overly large in comparison. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>22-12-2009, 04:37:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The man had low hanging balls she could tell as she pulled them free.&nbsp; She didn't need to be asked it was a male thing that he wanted more then his cock set free.<br><br>Bile rose in her throat as she moved her mouth closer to his cock.&nbsp; She had her thumb and two fingers on the sides of it stroking it up and down.&nbsp; Elliott wanted to laugh but she didn't dare.&nbsp; It was like stroking a fast tootsie roll and not much bigger around as it grew.&nbsp; <br><br>She understood why he needed to make others suck him off because no one would do it willingly.&nbsp; Working in a man's world had given her some acting lessons so it wasn't that hard to pretend as if she liked it when she didn't.&nbsp; It was harder to keep the contents of her stomach down.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>22-12-2009, 04:43:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she started jerking him his cock rose to its full length and girth. Not impressive by most standards, but he knew how to use it right. "Suck on it and lick my balls." He murmurs down to her. He wanted to feel that wet, smooth tongue of hers on his genitals. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>22-12-2009, 04:49:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When Mr. William's cock was hard Elliott went to work on it letting her tongue work over it before she sunk her mouth down over it.&nbsp; The man must eat garlic like it was candy because that is what his cock tasted like.<br><br>Again she stroked him as she moved down to run her tongue over his large ball sac.&nbsp; Elliott hoped the man couldn't hold out for long.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>22-12-2009, 05:05:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Mhmm..." The man moans as she starts to suck on his engorged member, enjoying the feel of her tongue over his large balls. "...just like that. Keep going." He says, pressing his hand on the back of her head to force her to take his whole length in, short as it was to her. "Suck that real good."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>22-12-2009, 05:15:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Elliott gave it a good run as she sucked his cock and then his balls.&nbsp; She just wanted this over and was doing her best to do just that.&nbsp; End this to keep her job for the day.&nbsp; <br><br>She could feel his balls beginning to draw up when the phone on Drew's desk began to ring.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>22-12-2009, 05:17:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The phone would go unanswered. It was no bother to Mr. Williams. Besides, he was hitting that point of no return. "Oh...mhmm...you'd better swallow every drop..." he murmurs, the only warning she got before his cock erupted into her mouth. He moans, body tensing, as his large load of cum sprays in great globs into her mouth. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>22-12-2009, 15:59:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Elliott coughed and gagged when Mr. Williams cock released in her mouth.&nbsp; The cum was stronger tasting then it had been smelling and it was litterly making her sick.&nbsp; But she didn't miss a drop of it, as soon as he was done, Elliott ran her lips up his cock to make sure it was clean and sat back.&nbsp; <br><br>"Maybe I please be excused?"&nbsp; She only hoped she made it to the bathroom in time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>22-12-2009, 16:02:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His cock begins to soften almost as soon as his large load ceases spewing from his cock. She even cleans his cock afterwards, which brings a pleased grin to his mouth. "Yes...yes, you are excused. Your performance was much better then I expected." He reaches forward, cruelly grabbing one of her breasts before standing up, slipping himself back inside of his pants. "Next time I have to call on you in such a manner, the punishment will be much stiffer."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>22-12-2009, 18:11:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Let's hope."&nbsp; Elliott whispered under her breath.&nbsp; The man when he was hard wasn't totally hard but being a total asshole would do that to you.<br><br>"Thank you Sir."&nbsp; <br><br>Elliott waited for him to leave so she could follow him out of Drew's office so she could go to the bath room.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>22-12-2009, 20:15:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good. A little submission would do you some good. You might actually get somewhere here with such an act." He responds, moving to open the door and exit, not caring if she departed or not.<br><br>Drew was sitting in her chair, legs propped up on her desk, turning to look at her as she exits.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>22-12-2009, 20:58:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Submissive my ass."&nbsp; She glared at Drew then walked right past him towards the bathroom off of the lunch room.<br><br>Elliott closed the door and bent over the toilet just in time to be sick.&nbsp; Sweat broke out on her forehead and upper lip as her head hung.&nbsp; One had reached up to pull paper from the spool to wipe her mouth with before she stood up, flushing.&nbsp; She made sure she was done before stepping out to grab a paper towel to wet and wipe her face with.<br><br>She rinsed out her mouth before heading back to the office.&nbsp; Elliott hoped it wasn't to much to ask that Drew was busy in his own office by now.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>23-12-2009, 03:02:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Drew was still sitting at her desk by the time she returned. He glances quickly over her body. "I don't see any stains...so you must have swallowed his entire load." He kicks his feet off her desk, sitting upright in her chair. "Not many girls have been able to do that - apparently it's a lot and almost all of them have a little that dribbles out." It was hard to tell if he was amused by that fact or not. "High protein breakfast, eh?" He jokes, standing up from her chair. "I'm sure you'll be careful to avoid such situations where the end result is like...that in the future?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>23-12-2009, 03:10:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				So much for not having to confront Drew with it all.<br><br>"Maybe you should try it sometime then you would know first hand how much they consider a lot."&nbsp; The man had more then she had expected from such an under average man.<br><br>"As I said Mr Simon, it won't happen again."&nbsp; Once again Elliott brushed past Drew to take her seat at the desk.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>23-12-2009, 03:23:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her grins at her obvious discomfort. "You're lucky...the ones who spill a drop usually end up spending a good half hour alone wit him." He responds, moving back into his office, leaving it at that.<br><br>The little episode had cost him a good hour of his day and now he was behind on emails and phone-calls. She had been preoccupied too, her phone already blinking its orange light letting her know she had missed calls and voicemails herself. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>23-12-2009, 03:29:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Elliott had to get with it.&nbsp; She was still trying to learn the system and catch on to things and now she was behind.&nbsp; Her phone was blinking like a beacon in the fog.&nbsp; Which she felt like she was in.<br><br>She was still trying to figure out what had just happened and her phone rang again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>23-12-2009, 04:58:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Drew doesn't re-emerge until his growling stomach reminds him that it is lunch time. He moves out into her small office. "Ready for some food? I am starving!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>23-12-2009, 05:21:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It had taken a while but Elliott had manage to get caught up.&nbsp; The thought of food made her stomach do a somersault but she was hungry, her breakfast has long ago went by the way side.<br><br>"Yes Sir."&nbsp; Elliott turned on the answering machine, locked up her computer and desk drawer before she rose.&nbsp; She had a couple of questions she wanted to ask him over lunch.&nbsp; He would probably consider them out of line but she would take her chances.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>26-01-2010, 23:32:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good. Lets go then." He says, barely waiting for her before moving off towards the elevator. He was unaware that she had a barrage of questions for him. "I hope you like Italian...theres a quiet little place just down the street that is amazing."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 03:15:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Of course."&nbsp; Every place had a salad that good which was what she had planned on ordering.&nbsp; Elliott barely made it in the elevator before the doors closed for the short ride down.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 15:18:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good." He says, leading the way out of the office and onto the busy street. He walks beside her, slightly ahead to lead the way. "Plenty of places to eat out here." He mentions, pointing to a few as they pass, before arriving at the Italian place. It was a slightly upgraded pizza salon, serving the usual but also more complete meals. He quickly orders a meatball sub and then lets her order before picking a table by the window.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 17:42:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Elliott ordered the chef salad with dressing on the side.&nbsp; She had to almost laugh at him when he was pointing out the numerous places to eat.&nbsp; She was from here, she knew there were plenty of places.&nbsp; But from what she had seen of him, she wouldn't see most of them.&nbsp; &nbsp;This seemed like a one time deal here that he would take her out to lunch.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 18:48:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Their food and drinks comes out a short time later and Drew immediately digs in. "So...you've been doing a good job so far, to an extent. I do need you to clear my calendar on friday - I have a lunch-meeting with some executives. You'll also need to clear your schedule for the end of next week too - I've got a conference out of town to attend to and you're coming with me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>27-01-2010, 18:54:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				So he was basically telling her she did a good job at sucking his bosses cock.&nbsp; Well wasn't that just precious.&nbsp; "Thank you for the compliment, I am sure you don't give them easily."<br><br>She took a bite of her salad as she listened to him.&nbsp; "So you won't be back on Friday then?"&nbsp; She wanted to make sure so she knew exactly what she was doing.&nbsp; She looked at him, "Excuse me you need me at the conference why?&nbsp; Wouldn't it be better that I am here to field your calls and such while you are gone?"<br><br>When she had been hired on she didn't get the detail that she would be traveling, seems someone forgot to tell her that little part.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>29-01-2010, 15:35:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Drew bites into his sub before responding. "You can do that all for the road. I need an assistant with me and since I don't have one, you're the next best thing. I can't answer calls when I'm in meetings, I don't have the time to print some thing off when I'm fielding calls. You know how it goes. Besides, it'll be a good experience for you I am sure." He pauses to sip his drink. "How's the salad?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>29-01-2010, 17:36:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She felt like she was being played here.&nbsp; He might need an assistant but he knew going in she would have to do the job.&nbsp; And Elliott couldn't not go because she needed the job.&nbsp; Today's economy wouldn't allow her the luxury of not having one.<br><br>"Yea it will be an experience for sure."&nbsp; She finished chewing the bite she had in her mouth before answering him.&nbsp; "Its great thank you."&nbsp; Picking up her glass of tea she took a sip, as she sat it back down she asked him a question.<br><br>"So what happened this morning, that happens a lot in these offices?"&nbsp; She took another bite of her salad to make it seem like a casual question.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>29-01-2010, 18:04:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He had wondered how long it would take for her to bring up what had happened this morning. He shrugs his shoulders in response.<br><br>"Its the best way to keep the head boss happy, yes. I think just about every woman in the office has sucked his dick at some point." He looks up at her. "I got my promotion in part due to merit, and in part due to the mind blowing orgasm I gave to one of the female execs. You're lucky though - many more men in our field so you've got plenty of job security. Luckily, I've made it high enough up that my position comes with security."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>29-01-2010, 19:41:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Elliott blinked as he talked about it like it was nothing, an every day occurrence.&nbsp; "Lucky that I have more dicks to suck then you have pussy?"&nbsp; Elliott shook her head, "I don't see that as that lucky really and I don't really agree with it."<br><br>He basically was sitting there telling her it was the norm, get used to it if she wanted to stay.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>29-01-2010, 19:46:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It is what it is." He responds with a shrug of his shoulders. "Most women in positions of power didn't get their on merit alone - its still a male dominated world after all. Tiger Woods having affairs with a dozen women isn't a shock either - or that Edwards guys. Men in power positions are like chick-magnets...some chase for the game, to say they banged one of the most powerful men in the country...others do it to get ahead of the game, to gain favors or money. Its really no different here."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>29-01-2010, 21:11:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thanks for the insight."&nbsp; It had been that way where she worked as well but it had been more small favors not sleeping around.&nbsp; Or not that she had been that aware of.&nbsp; He had pretty much told her what was expected of her.<br><br>"Well I like being a secretary, don't really wanna work my way up the corporate ladder."&nbsp; Elliott had been there and done that.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>29-01-2010, 21:19:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grins. "That doesn't help with job security...whose to say some other girl won't try to take your job from you by 'sleeping her way to the top', so to speak?" he devours the rest of his sandwich and washes it down with his drink. "Makes it easier to work with some people - releases the tension, gains certain favors. Its not unheard of for some in one company to sleep with some one from another to seal a deal."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>29-01-2010, 21:35:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yea I know how it works."&nbsp; She knew what he was saying but it didn't make it any easier.&nbsp; "And I know someone else could come in and take my job, I wasn't saying it that way."&nbsp; <br><br>Elliott decided to change the subject.&nbsp; "What is this conference I have to go too and where?"&nbsp; He hadn't told her if she needed to make arrangements for herself or anything, just that she was going.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>30-01-2010, 01:27:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Out of town somewhere. Haven't heard the final details yet, but I'll let you know when you need to know. All on the companies dime, of course, so really nothing for you to worry about, apart from adjusting my schedule and all that." He finishes off his drink. "Ah...any other questions or ready to get back to the office?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>30-01-2010, 14:24:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Are you the only one taking a secretary?"&nbsp; Elliott wasn't even sure he was the only one going from their company or not.&nbsp; But the question could be taken either way.<br><br>"No I think you have pretty much answered my questions for now.&nbsp; If I have more, I'll email them to you."&nbsp; Elliott stood up setting her napkin on the table.&nbsp; She had eaten about half her salad but that would do her for now.&nbsp; At least it had calmed her stomach some to get real food into it.&nbsp; And it took the taste of her morning out of her mouth.&nbsp; She couldn't help the involuntary shudder that ran through her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>30-01-2010, 15:12:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No idea." He responds. "I don't keep tabs on everybody coming to the conference. Most people have assistants of some sort." He retorts, a little annoyed at all the questions. For a secretary she sure asked a lot of whining questions. He would give her a break, for now, she had had an interesting start to her first day. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>30-01-2010, 15:28:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She knew she had pushed the limit but they were just legitimate questions and not complaining one or whining ones.&nbsp; <br><br>"Yes Sir I'll have everything ready for you."&nbsp; Elliott stood there waiting for him to finish paying the bill so she could go back to her own chair and get a small break from him.&nbsp; She wasn't convinced he even liked her period so she would just do what needed to be done and not ask thing, even when allowed too.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>31-01-2010, 14:26:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good." he says, paying the bill with the company credit card. "As you should. After you." He says, opening the door to let her out first, letting his eyes drop to her ass as she passes by.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>31-01-2010, 14:34:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Elliott wasn't sure if she should be scared he was being semi nice or it this was him one on one.&nbsp; With his threat earlier this morning over the boss thing, she couldn't imagine it was who he was.&nbsp; But that was kind of an off the wall event.&nbsp; She laughed a little, especially for her.<br><br>Not that it was something to laugh at but at least she could find humor in it now that it was over and had a little explanation on it.&nbsp; But it would be far not happen again.&nbsp; A shudder ran through her as they walked thinking of the old man's cock and the taste that was gagging.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>01-02-2010, 18:05:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The bosses cock, while a foul thing, paled in comparison to some of the cocks that would stand to attention if Elliott came calling on them, including Drew's. But that was for another time.<br><br>"Did I mention the thing about dress code already?" He asks as they get in the elevator again, this time alone. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>02-02-2010, 16:00:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"This place is just full of surprises.&nbsp; I don't remember seeing in thing in the booklet I was given about a dress code.&nbsp; It only said proper attire."&nbsp; She was beside him as she looked over at him.&nbsp; "I assumed that just meant proper office attire.&nbsp; I mean I have worked in an office before."<br><br>But then not one that you were made to suck cocks for doing what you were told.&nbsp; She wasn't sure she even wanted to hear this.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MagicalPen</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 16:38:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hmm..." He shakes his head. "I think you can imagine where I am taking this? The boss expects the women to look a...how should I say it...a certain way?" The elevator arrives at their floor and he is silent until reaching his office, beckoning her to come into his office with him. He takes a seat on the couch.<br><br>"Things have to look a certain way to the outside world and by law, but behind closed doors, well, things are clearly not as they seem."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking the Secretary (Eeyore + Nevaeh)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nevaeh</strong> on <strong>03-02-2010, 17:21:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And you think I haven't noticed this already."&nbsp; Elliott stood with her arms crossed.&nbsp; There wasn't much at this point of the day that Drew could tell her that would surprise her.&nbsp; "Go on tell me the dress code."
			</dd>
		</dl>
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