Date: Mon, 14 Nov 2022 13:28:38 +0100
From: I Dusk
Subject: My New Personal Assistant (2)

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Chapter 2 - Evening with Natasha and Thomas's first day


I came home in such a good mood; Natasha frowned suspiciously the minute
I walked into our living room. Well. My living room, but she has lived
here for over a year, so her touch is now seen all over the house.

"You seem happy."

"I am happy," I said as I leaned to her for a kiss

"What happened?"

"I figured it out!"

"What have you figured out?" She started to seem impatient

"I hired a new assistant. One, you will not make quit." I beamed with
confidence, and her face froze in anger. Her growing concern was
palpable. Still, I was in such a good mood that I didn't care. I could
feel the workload from my shoulders lightening. If Dora believes he can
take her on, I have high hopes! Plus, he is a man. What can she tell a
guy to make him leave? Even though he is beautiful and gay.


"What kind of slut have you hired this time?"

"Competent one." Ignoring the slut part on purpose. I didn't feel like
fighting today. Today I am celebrating! I came over to her and embraced
her, leaning for a kiss. She put her hand on my lips, obviously still not
finished... Damn.

"How can you be sure she is competent from one interview?"

I kissed her palm and all her fingers on her hand before kissing her
cheek, slowly moving to her neck.


"It wasn't much of an interview, more like a meeting where we discussed
what needs to be done." I returned to the memory of Thomas's poised
posture leaning in the chair with a confident look, and our productive
conversation. He is professional by all means. It is precisely what I
need right now. I just have to find someone for official meetings.

"Was it?" She left my arms and sat on the cushion with hands and legs
crossed in front of her. She reminded me of Sharon Stone in Basic
Instinct. Because I knew her, I was sure there was a very slight chance
she was wearing any underwear under that skirt, and I sat on the carpet
in front of her.


"Looks like someone is going to sleep on the couch tonight." She stated
matter of factly.

This worsened my mood a little. I am by no means a masochist, and her
ways of kicking me out of bed are one of those things that I seriously
despise in our relationship. I decided I had to stop teasing her if I
wanted to keep even a sliver of my chances with her today. Damn, I was
enjoying her worried look.


"Don't rush your decisions, woman. I hired a man."

She looked confused. "What?"

"Man. Dora recommended me her mentor from a job she had before she came
to work for me."

"You, of all people, hired a man?"

"Yes, it's only part-time, as he is starting his own business. But he
will be there from 4 to 8. Of course, I still will have to hire someone
for regular work hours, but this will help tremendously."

"So you will be there alone after everyone leaves."

"Are you seriously going to be jealous of man?"

"I suppose I could trust you with man."

"Woman, I never cheated on you. This is getting more ridiculous every
time. You have to let me hire someone. I will get crazy if I have to
spend one more month without an assistant!"

"I already told you, Mattew, you could have the whole package right
here." She spread her legs in a welcoming gesture. Damn, was I right
about her not wearing any undies! I leaned close and touched her knees,
caressing her smooth calves.


I knew then and there I had a choice to make. We had this 'discussion'
way too many times. It was taxing. Either I will be honest and again
sleep on this couch by myself with full balls or try and steer the topic
somewhere else.

"I know honey, but how about we celebrate this small success and deal
with rest another time?" I leaned closer to her legs and took her calf
into my hands. I kissed her toes and bit the arch of her foot slightly.
She put her thumb in my mouth, and I sucked on it with pleasure.

"You could have this every day while you work, Mattew." She said
seductively, knowing me well. I leaned closer to her and traveled up her
legs with kisses.

"If you would be there, I wouldn't be able to work, dear." I kissed her
thigh and raised her skirt slightly, reaching for her perfect hips and
butt.

"I would give you plenty of time for that when I'd go shopping."

"When would you work then?"

"All you need is pretty face with you on your meetings. Then, I would be
perfect."

"It's not all I need, honey." I was kissing her inner thigh now, but this
conversation was getting really annoying.

"I know what you need, Mattew." She put her second foot on my crotch,
massaging it slowly into the full mast.


"Let's talk about something else, Natasha." I was about to dive into that
sweet pussy when she took my head and raised it away from it. I growled
with disappointment.

"Why? I want to work under you, Mattew." She kissed my lips, and I
embraced her body.

We made out for a while. Natasha then laid me on the couch and sat on top
of me. I was hard and ready to rip those clothes off her when she stopped
and looked at me seductively.

"Make me your assistant, Mattew."

"Take off that top, Natasha."

She playfully raised it below her firm breast and smiled, holding it
there. "You can see it all, baby. Just tell me what I want to hear."


I signed. She was really ruining this for me. Firstly I saw now that
there was no way she was letting this go. Secondly, I knew that if I
promised her something like that, even in the heat of the moment, she
would never let me off the hook. There wouldn't be any way for me to back
up. It was the same with her moving in and engagement. Thirdly my work
was too precious to me to let her ruin it, and no sex was sufficient
reward.

"Natasha, I don't want to work with you. We already talked about it many
times."

"Yes, I know, but I told you I wouldn't mind seeing you so much, and I
wouldn't be there all the time. You would have the breathing space you
need. I still would go out with friends, to the gym, shop, or to the
salon. Don't worry. We won't be like the pairs which are always
together."


Is she seriously not seeing what I was avoiding telling her all this
time?

"But I don't need you to be there and look pretty. I need someone who
would actually work."

"I would work, of course."

I had had enough. I sat and made Natasha sit next to me.


"What amount of time do you think you would spend working."

"Define working." She tried to seduce me again, but that was ruined now

"Aside from sleeping with me during work hours and going to meetings with
me."

"I would make your coffee just the way you like it?" Her sweet tone was
now more annoying than arousing.

"Do you even know how I like my coffee?"

She blinked in surprise, probably realizing she never saw me drink one. I
don't blame her. I wake up and leave long before she gets out of bed, and
I come home long after I drink the last one at 2 o'clock. But still.


"Well, I could learn."

"Sure, coffee is nice. What next?"

"I would pick up the phone and schedule your calendar. Then, I could ask
Dora to teach me all the rest."

"Natasha, Dora worked from 7 am to 5 pm every day. If there were
important issues to be dealt with, she was there till 9 or even 11 pm.
Dora wasn't shopping, going out with friends, or going to the gym. And
there were just so many calls she needed to pick up and coffees to make.
The rest of her day was hard work."


"You keep talking about her as if you love her. She is lesbian. Stop it
already."

I just put my face into my palm in disbelief.

"I love Dora as a person and as a friend. I never had sexual feelings
towards her, as I told you so many times, woman! I respect her because my
work life would be a mess without her, and that is not something she can
teach you in those few minutes you would decide to spend in the office.
Especially now with a baby on the way."

She seemed hurt. She sulked a had been silent for a heavy moment. I knew
she was aware I hated it, and this would often work. But this one is too
important for me. I cannot imagine loving my work if she were part of it.
No matter how much I like Natasha.


"So you think I wouldn't be a good personal assistant."

"Is that not evident yet, Natasha? I've been telling you that for weeks
now! I was trying to be nice about it."

She looked menacing. If I weren't mad, I'd probably be scared of her.

"Fine!" She stood up and left.

"I suppose I am sleeping here tonight," I said to her, leaning back.

She looked at me like on a slimy bug on the road and went away.


Great... And this day could be so good.

I went into the laundry room and picked up fresh linen to make my bed. I
was considering buying another bed in the spare room at this point. This
was really annoying.

I went into the shower, thinking I should have just been quiet and
enjoyed her body. I washed and started stroking my still semi-hard cock,
thinking about her smooth legs and firm butt. As I imagined her moaning,
Thomas's stern face popped into my head for some reason. My cock twitched
in my hand, and I watched him sitting in that chair in front of me.
Looking at me, jerk my dick with that stern professional look. His spread
legs reflected his dominance, and I felt amused by that intense masculine
beauty. I remembered the vein on his neck, and it was driving me crazy. I
wanted to lick it. I imagined as I begged him to let me touch it and...
My whole body spasmed, and excitement rushed through my body as ropes of
cum sprayed on the shower tiles in front of me.

Damn... I have to be pent up!


The next day was crazy enough for me to be able to think about that
beautiful help that would come in a few hours. So when he knocked, it
took me a couple of moments to notice the sound. Then, I came over and
took his hand in a handshake.

"I am sorry, I totally forgot. It's crazy today; we are launching a new
app soon, and many things still refuse to function properly." I said that
more to myself than to him as I walked to my desk.

"Right, I just came from HR. I signed the contract and got my entry
card."

"Damn, I forgot to tell them I am so sorry."

"No worries, Dora took care of that. She was assuming you won't have time
for that. I also called her a couple of times, and I am pretty caught up.
Still, we will stay in touch, so I won't have to bother you much."

"That's amazing, thank you, you are already more competent than most if
you managed that. You can use Dora's desk."

"Sure. But I already went into IT, and no one was there, so I will
probably come tomorrow."

"Yeah, I came today to work and found out they have been working for the
second time the whole night for one pitch we have. I told them I
appreciated it, but they will need to leave latest at noon to rest. I, of
course, told them I would pay that overtime. But no one can work
constantly, and they have been at it since the previous Tuesday and spend
most evenings here. So they won't be here until Monday."

"Ow.. haven't you said that you have lots of work as you are launching
that app?"

"Yes, but that doesn't give me the right to ask them to work Monday
through Sunday without a break, and they are workaholics, so if I didn't
make them leave, they would burn out sooner or later. In this company,
there is always something to bust your ass on." I smiled calmly.

"Right." I couldn't read his expression, but the slight smile I detected
gave me a nice chill.


"So I won't have a computer till Monday?"

"No way, come with me." I went out and took the keys from the IT
department. There I found one for storage and looked inside at newly
bought laptops. Given that he will mainly be dealing with people, emails,
and calendars, I decided to give him a workstation is a bit excessive.

I took one I deemed suitable for him and started it.

I then logged onto one computer from IT and created his account. I gave
him access rights and did everything he would probably need. Then I left
a note for Tim about me doing that and to contact me about it Monday.
Thomas just sat there and watched me work with something I decoded as
admiration. I liked that look. I smiled for myself.


"You are good at this."

"Yeah, when we started this company, it was 4 of us, and I was the whole
IT department." I smiled nostalgically. "I have to say it was fun back
then."

He smiled at me, and my lips curled even higher. We just looked at each
other, smiling. He really is pretty, I thought. Is that wrong? To say
about a man that he is pretty? I should say handsome, but for some
reason, I found him beautiful in a manly way, and handsome just hasn't
done its justice...


We looked into our eyes probably longer than usual. Thomas then turned
away and blinked slightly, and to be absolutely honest; he seemed like he
was blushing a little. I handed him his laptop and realized that over an
hour and a half was gone. Damn, when?


We went up, and he sat at Dora's desk, and I went into my office. It took
me a little while to start again, but the workload was compelling.


It was already half past nine when I decided it was time to go. I was
exhausted; I had been here since 7 am. I stretched my back. I just now
realized Thomas never came to say he was leaving. I opened the door and
watched the mesmerizing movement of his fingers writing something in a
brown leather notepad. His long sleek fingers danced with the pen, and I
don't know why but I couldn't help but look further at his muscled arms.
He has pulled the sleeves of his button-down shirt up just below the
elbows. I could see more of the shape of his arms, and they showed nice
defined biceps. There were a few really attractive veins traveling down
his forearm. From this angle, his jaw looked even more pronounced, and a
few of his hair covered his forehead as he bent over the paper. I never
thought about checking out anyone's nape and neck, but he gained my
attention. Why are those bulging veins so hot? I never noticed that on
other people before. He looked up, and it took me a few moments to
realize that he was watching me checking him out.


I got nervous and tried to come up with a good reason.

"I didn't want to disturb you. I should finish today. You didn't have to
stay this late."

"There's a lot to do, and I got kind of stuck, to be honest."

"Right. I am sorry I made quite a mess of things."

He chuckled. "A little, but we can work it out, don't worry."

"I am sorry, but I need to turn on the alarm, so I kind of need you to go
also. Would it be ok if you finished that tomorrow?"

He looked at his screen and into his notes.

"Would it be ok if you'd give me 10 minutes to finish things?"

"Sure. I will wait in my office."

"Thank you."


I left to gather my things and sat in the chair to read some news on my
phone. Soon Thomas knocked on my door and came into my office.

"Thanks, I am ready." I heard behind me and turned around. His eyes found
mine with some delay, as if he was looking at another part of my body.
Was I imagining, or was he checking me out? Why do I even think about
something like that?

We left the office. I turned on the alarm and guided Thomas into the
elevator and the garage. We spent the way in casual small talk. I asked
where he was parking, and he smiled, telling me he would take a cab.

"No way. I will drive you."

"You are nice, but it's not necessary."

"I insist. Come." Why have I insisted? When was the last time I drove
someone home?

He smiled and followed me. I saw my car and turned around to tell him
which was my car, but I got quiet as I realized he was looking with a
grin at my butt. I felt a weird hint of confusion but also some kind of
satisfaction, or was it pride?

He realized I had seen him and got a bit startled. I tried to act normal.

"This one's mine. Come."

"Nice car."

"Thank you, I don't really care about them, but Natasha insisted that I
cannot drive her in my old Toyota."

He laughed. "Well, I have to say it would look a bit out of place."

I shrugged my shoulders. "It gets me from A to B. But with this, I can at
least think I am doing something for the environment and helping with the
space program."

We grinned at each other as we sat in.


"Put your address into the navigation, please."

I drove him home. We had a friendly chat that seemed a bit forced, but it
was ok. When we got to his house, he turned to me and thanked me before
stepping out.

"Sure, have a good night." We both smiled as we left.

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