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Maxwell Industries! I got the job! After 3 interviews and one where I thought I fucked it up, I still got it. Executive Assistant to Jake Maxwell himself. Like even if he were old, maybe he would be nice and have a great sense of humor.

Today would be my first day. Low heels and my hair in a bun. I have some experience with guys, but they were college guys and wanted up and into my skirt. I vowed that it would have to be someone spectacular that would make it all the way with me. So far, no one has been even a spark over great.

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I promised my mom I would only give it away to someone special, someone that makes my heart skidder as she called it. Also most guys are so predictable and some of them so lame, that even at 24, I am still a virgin. I have my toys in my nightstand next to my bed. I even watch porn sometimes.

Excited, I dab on a bit of concealer then just lip gloss and eyeliner. I want be respected. I know I will have to earn that and I fully intend to. I know how offices are, businesses. How some women climb the ladder by climbing up on a desk and doing the boss. Grabbing my keys, phone and briefcase, I set off to work.

After the short drive, as luckily, I live only a few blocks away, I enter the lobby. It is impressive. I admit it nearly made me speechless when I came here for my first interview. Marble floors, all brass and glass. The security guard winks at me, grabs it and slides it across the digital bar coder. Hawkins, welcome to Maxwell. Clipping it to my blouse, I grin at him. I suck in a breath. Do not turn and look. I bet his smile is panty melting. My head starts turning. You looked you dumbass. You cannot get the hots for some guy that maybe works here.

I again, nod. I bite at my lip and feel determined to prove otherwise. But you know how first day jitters are. Oh now, I have to turn my head and stare. His laugh is so rich and like makes my skin rise up with goosebumps. I keep my mouth shut. Not going there. No opinions or office gossip, second rule of professionalism, after the no co-worker affair rule.

I nod. Not really coming up with any kind of pithy reply or any reply as I turn my head forward again. I blink as I stare at the floor s going by. So he does work here. No office flings. Too bad, as he is yummy. I wonder why? I roll my eyes at the dumb question and smile. I try to compose myself, as I do believe the look he just gave me made my panties wet. Bdsm novels read online on my first day. I mean why would I pack a second pair in my briefcase?

I get out and look around. That is the word, monstrously huge. The offices go on forever. Jenna Hawkins, correct? The whole area is so large. Plants everywhere. All elegantly furnished. My desk is also large and classy. He shakes his head. I know better than to touch him. The man is so dammed cute and I know his hand will be warm and somehow comforting. I reach out and clasp his hand. His eyes widen a bit as a shock sparks us both. He laughs and drops my hand. I shiver a little and nod. Yeah, the carpets, not that hot skin from Bdsm novels read online strong hand.

Where are they getting these men? Is there something in the water coolers here? Like is it a requirement to be a hot male to work here or something? Again, I am attempting to NOT look at yet another hot guy. This is painful. I mean when have I seen men like this, or had a chance to? And now because they work where I do, I have to avoid looking? So unfair. My office is just a few doors down the hall, okay? He turns then stops to look at me. His bark is worse than his bite.

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I stare at his back and those long legs. His stride is so confident, yet graceful. The man could be on billboards, or doing underwear. I shake my head. I wonder what he looks like in JUST underwear? You are actually staring and fantasizing him with no clothes on! I turn to my desk and again, have to compose myself. Old man Maxwell giving me a hard time? This is the second time it has been said that he is tough.

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I let out a sigh. It might be harder than I thought to win his respect.

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