The Corporate Culture

I was transferred to the corporate offices, about 400 people. For some reason this girl from the floor below was up in the coffee bar on our floor. We talked as I got coffee and she noticed my watch, or rather paid attention to my watch. She told me knew it was a Rolex and that she liked them, always thought they were for executives. I laughed, I was a long way from being an executive, my parents got me the watch when I finished my MBA.

I caught myself checking her out, She had on a sweater blouse and her boobs stuck out, and she had wide hips. I looked at her face, she was my age or thereabouts, she had a nice enough mouth but overall she had this masculine stance. Something about how she stood. She leaned forward and said that had seen me before but didn't now where, her face a couple of inches from mine. The action was subconscious because I did not think about it. I kissed her on the lips. She stepped back and said something like 'oh my'. I apologized and told her I just couldn't resist.

I felt like a fool, she said her name was Kathy and she worked in Benefits and to look her up. I asked around and none of my immediate coworkers knew who she was. I decided to go down to Benefits and find out. She had a desk in a cubicle along the wall, the offices were reserved for the professionals and the support staff sat in the cubicles. By the size of the office of the manager she worked for, she must have been at a least a Manager. I talked to her, told her I was curious and she said she was going to lunch and if I wanted to I could buy her lunch.

We met in the lobby of the building around noon, hundreds of people coming and going. We walked to this deli that was a block away and stood in line waiting for a table. It's then that I noticed she wasn't wearing a bra, her nipples hard against the sweater, her boobs cupped by the fabric. When we got our table, a small booth towards the back, she reached under the table and put a pair of panties in my hand. I stuck the panties between my legs. We ordered sandwiches and iced tea and we talked about her growing up. She said she was an only child of an older couple, grew up and went to college in medium sized town. I did my best not to focus on her nipples, but it was hard and she noticed and smiled.

When we got up to leave I put the panties in my pocket and we walked out, she took my hand and rubbed herself against my arm. Granted the place was full, but this was not an accident. When we got back to the office she whispered that she liked to dance, and it was Thursday night and women got in free when they were on the arm of a man. The place she mentioned had a reputation, I had never been but I knew of the place and I told her I would meet her in the lobby at six and we would go get a drink and then go to the club.

While sitting at the bar, we were on stools and facing each other, she leaned forward and asked me if I liked blowjobs. By then I knew this woman was pushy, her tits and nipples clearly marked on her sweater, she put her hand in my lap and grabbed my cock in my pants and asked for 'another' kiss. Her lips were wet and her hand was hot grabbing my cock. She guided me to back of the bar, and outside into the alley where she got down in a crouch and sucked my dick. We went to the club and danced and I took her home that night. She fucked herself silly, she rode me, and asked for it in the doggy position. I took her to her apartment around five in the morning so she could shower and change.

The word got out that I had taken her dancing, she told her friend group of secretaries, and my secretary came to me and asked if it was true. She told me that that woman had a reputation. She'd fuck anything with a dick, as I had found out. My secretary told me to drop her quickly, she wasn't good for my reputation. If I was that horny then I should ask her for help, and not go slumming downstairs with the hired help. There were several uncomfortable conversations and my secretary met with her and told her that I wasn't interested, it was a one night stand and for her to move on. I didn't go out with the girl Kathy again, but I did take my secretary to my apartment and she took care of my needs.

My secretary became my lover, she laid claim and kept other women at bay. It was during those early days at corporate that I learned all about the corporate office culture and the secretaries who were hell bent on landing a professional. I married my secretary a year later and she quickly stepped back to get pregnant and stay home and socialize with the wives of the other professionals. My wife was a wealth of knowledge about who was fucking who in the office, her network at the office was as alive as it was when she worked there. It was also the gossip of the wives club she socialized with. She represented the statistical proof that a secretary could land a professional.