Cassandra Chapter 2

Her hand lingered on my arm, then slid down. She gently caressed the back of my hand with her polished fingernails. I shivered ever-so-slightly at her touch, stepped forward, pressed my body against hers, guided her arms around me, then placed my hands delicately on her lapels. "Whatever you say...Grace," I murmured softly.

I segued comfortably into my new duties. Grace would let me know a day or two in advance when a particularly important visitor would be in the office and require my "special attention". I made certain my hair, makeup, and nails were extra-special attractive that morning, then slipped into an especially-alluring outfit that showed off my charms fetchingly. I would greet our guest in the foyer and give him the "star treatment", beaming my most radiant smile, hanging on his every word, fetching him coffee and Danish, escorting him to his meeting.

A "business lunch" became almost de rigueur on these occasions. It might be expected that Grace or one of the managers would attend such a luncheon, but usually it was only the VIP and me; a chance for him to reflect on the proposals that had been presented, and for me to 'clarify' the company's position. I would make reservations at some very swank restaurant and ordered an excellent wine or champagne to accompany our meal.

More often than not, I got pretty tipsy and snuggled up close to my "host". Without fail, his hands would begin to roam my body, causing my breath to quicken and my nipples to stand straight out. I would rub his swollen member through his pants, tell him how proud I was of my company, how important his continued business was to us, and was there ANYTHING I could do to make his stay more pleasurable? It was amazing how often - and how fast - we wound up back at the Ritz "in conference". These "conferences" could take all afternoon, and sometimes into the evening.

My life became one long, erotic voyage into the depths of submission and ultra-femininity. Each month, Melissa took me to Michelle for another treatment. I was constantly having to buy new, bigger bras. I couldn't believe how voluptuous I was becoming and Melissa showed no sign of stopping my development.