1. Executive Asst Caught in a Moment of Self Pleaure


    Date: 2/26/2016, Categories: Office Sex, Author: CommunicationDirectr, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

    Yvonne was every man’s dream administrative assistant. Ifirst met her the day I interviewed in a large nationwide company. Standing all of five foot four, she filled out professional work attire like no other office worker in the company. Yvonne was pretty and she knew it. Although there were other well- dressed administrative assistants, Yvonne had a special talent for making sure she took care of those who took care of her. Every morning, when I would step into the office, Yvonne would be there to greet me with a “hello” and a cup of coffee. I never asked for the coffee, but somehow, she figured out what I liked and how to make it perfect, every time. Yvonne had her own cubicle, off in a corner of the executive offices, a little secluded, but always accessible. I did my best to respect her privacy and used the office intercom to communicate with her. Yvonne was a consummate professional and she strived to make sure everything ran on time and without any issues. One day, we had a serious operational issue in one of our units in Louisiana. Because I was the corporate communications director, it fell to me to handle the media inquire and work with outside counsel to mitigate potential risk exposures. The operational unit was under a lot of pressure because of some issues, not directly related to the operation, but which affected it drastically. The local media had converged on the location and I knew that first thing in the morning, there would be a ton of inquiries, not ...
    just from the media, but from upper management, to include the CEO. I asked Yvonne if she would mind staying late to help me prepare a statement, based on the latest events, as we knew them. Yvonne didn’t hesitate to stay. “As soon as you have the details,” she remarked into the intercom to my office, “let me know and I’ll type up a statement.” Seven o’clock came and I buzzed Yvonne and asked her of my contact in the field had called or emailed. “No sir,” Yvonne responded. Eight o’clock came and I was getting antsy. “No sir,” Yvonne answered to my repeated questions. At nine o’clock, I buzzed Yvonne and told her she was free to go home, since I had no idea what time my field contact would call or email. “I can hang,” Yvonne replied. She was a trooper and I felt bad for asking her to stay. “Well, then order us a pizza,” I replied. “This might be a while.” At about 9:45pm, Yvonne buzzed my office and said she was going downstairs to get the pizza. A few minutes later, she buzzed my office and asked if I wanted to eat in the office or the conference room. “The Conference room sounds good,” I replied. I settled into a high back leather chair at the elongated walnut conference room table. Yvonne entered a pizza box in hand. She sat the pizza box down on the conference room table and turned to leave. “I don’t like to eat alone,” I remarked. “Are you sure?” she inquired. I nodded my head. Yvonne replied that she would get a couple of Cokes from the refrigerator and be right back. I ...
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