The Protege chapter 2 - Sex Stories

The Protege chapter 2

... navy high heels. I unpacked a few things, then reviewed the calendar and notes I recorded. Then I organized my apartment and readjusted the contents of cabinets and drawers to modify what the movers had done. I was generally impressed with how they had things arranged but needed to get a few items in the order I was used too. I did see some areas where I preferred the way they arranged things.

"I guess I'm not too set in my ways," I said to no one.

I sat in my kitchen looking out the window. It suddenly hit home; I'm living in my own Manhattan apartment working for Cynthia Freakin' Liebert! When I went to bed, I feared excitement might prevent me from falling asleep, but the calm of my own place with no one else around did the trick. It probably didn't hurt that I came six times this weekend. I fell fast asleep quickly and the alarm woke me from a deep sleep.

I didn't exercise Monday morning since it was my first day and I wanted to be ready for anything. In the cab ride to work, it occurred to me that Cynthia probably worked out this morning. She wouldn't let the first day on a new job stop her...I promised myself, tomorrow for sure. The image of her ass in those yoga pants came to mind. The sweat soaking through...

Unfortunately that brought the picture of the beautiful diamond to the forefront of my brain, like an HD picture. The hairless diamond of warm moist silky sexiness refused to leave my brain. My inner voice screamed, snapping me out of it, "You can't ...

... do this anymore Alecia!"

Ghalib told me he needed down time this evening, but offered another cabby he knew. I told him, "No Ghalib, If you're not available, I'll just get any old cabby to get me home."

"Promise no Uber or Lyft?" he said, only half kidding.

"I promise, you're talking to queen old school here. No Uber."

I arrived about 30 minutes early and security was expecting me. They connected me with the HR Director, Stephanie Wilson. She was an attractive motherly type in her 40's with a grey business jacket and skirt. Her brown hair was in a bun. She escorted me to the 42nd floor to fill out paperwork. I was absolutely amazed at the amount there was to do, including a personality test, background checks and applications for the job, insurance and medical background. By lunch time it was still not done, so Stephanie took me to the cafeteria and we ate together.

It was nearly 2:00PM when I was walked to Cynthia's office. She was on the speaker phone and motioned me in. She pointed to the chair in front of her desk. I took a seat and listened to her on a conference call with her team of analysts discussing investment strategies and stock valuations. It was fascinating to observe and listen to the team interact. I wanted so much to jump into the conversation, but held back, not wanting to step on any toes on day one.

Cynthia seemed to notice my excitement and gave me a smile. I got to observe her interaction with the team and got the sense she really was a ...