The Protege - S01 E19

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The Protege - S01 E19

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 19

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 Alecial

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 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 nice person. It was such a pleasant surprise that someone of her success and stature was not an iron fisted leader but had an ability to truly connect with those that worked for her. When the call ended, she looked at me and smiled.

"So, you made it through the HR gauntlet. That's a good sign. What did you think of the call?" she asked sincerely.

"Sounds like a great team. I loved the team atmosphere and the energy was great. I just can't tell you how happy I am for this opportunity. I promise you won't regret taking a chance on me."

"I think I have a winner, if you were in with Bill Richards. Bring your chair around and we'll dive into the calendar," she said, tapping the desk next to her. "Bring the laptop."

I rolled the chair around next to hers, opened my laptop and sat next to her. The scent of her perfume sent a tingle through me that was hard to describe. The honeysuckle spice scent invoked the image of her naked ass and the magic diamond.

"Please don't!" my inner voice screamed, but my mind had now linked the scent of her perfume to the image that haunted me.

I imagined sliding between her legs as her naked ass beckoned me, face homing in on the beautiful pink diamond, tongue wiggling into that faint gap between her labia. I could almost feel the tip of my nose tickle her tight little sphincter as my tongue worked deeper...

"Are you still with me Ms. Carmichael?" she asked, her head tilted, looking me in the eyes. "Everything OK?"

"Yes, I'm fine..." I said, snapping out of it. 'It just dawned on me where I am and who I'm with." I said, smiling and trying to act like I was not losing my mind.

My dream had come true, but now, all I could think about was shoving my nose in her ass!

She smiled and gazed into my eyes with her head still tilted. "You are...refreshing Ms. Carmichael. I like your enthusiasm."

She looked back at her computer and I noticed her hair was combed straight in a ponytail, revealing her subtle neck. As I thought about gently kissing it, I stopped and forced myself to concentrate.

'IT has our calendars synched. You are now my right-hand Ms. Carmichael so it's important you have this memorized for at least the week and keep me on track. Meetings in Paris start Monday. Your first trip, so we need to go early for some sightseeing. Can you leave Friday?" she looked at me with piercing blue eyes.

"Yes!" said emphatically.

After an uncomfortable pause, I realized I was staring into her eyes. I turned my head back to the computer screen while I gained control of my breathing.

"Great, call Jet The World and set up flights. We'll leave Friday at 7PM New York time and return the following Thursday 7PM Paris time. Then book us a two-bedroom suite at The Hôtel De Sers Champs Elysées Paris. Watch Shelia at Jet The World, she'll try to overcharge. Remind her how much business we do. Let me introduce you around first and then I'll show you to your office so you can make the arrangements," she said, standing up and walking toward the door.

I shoved my laptop into my shoulder bag and followed.

"Everyone, I would like you to meet Ms. Alecia Carmichael. She is my new Executive Assistant. You should have received an e-mail announcement about her. We are very fortunate to have her with us, so please welcome her as full member of the team. She will assume Suzan's office so please feel free to introduce yourselves to her at your leisure. Now let's get to work for our clients, She smiled and lead me to my new office.

It was an impressive office with a window, right next to hers. There was a large desk with file cabinets and work cubby behind it. There was also a large round table with six chairs and small couch and coffee table. There was a docking station for the laptop and triple monitor system with external keyboard and mouse. It was quite Impressive.

"This is it Ms. Carmichael, I hope it meets your needs. Let me know if you need anything. I have a call with...

"Gavin Johnson from GM, I chimed in, "and then a meeting with the marketing team at 4:00PM. Will you need me for that?"

She gave an approving grin, "Yes, it will give you the opportunity to meet them and get up to speed."

"Great and I will make the reservations and review your schedule in more detail. I said enthusiastically. 'How many will be on the flight; will I need reservations for anyone else?"

"Just you and I Ms. Carmichael. We will need the G280 Exec. It will accommodate a few more if we want to add someone later." she said on her way out the door. "Thanks, and welcome aboard!"

Having no idea what a charter jet actually should cost, I got on line and found a couple websites that gave estimated costs between $100,000 and $140,000.

Then, I called Shella at Jet The World and she initially quoted $113,000 for the round trip. I gasped audibly, before rebounding and engaging her.