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Subject: {ASSM} The New Boy (M/F+,1st time)
Date: Sat,  3 Feb 2001 11:10:03 -0500
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The New Boy
By Scorpio00155(c)

It was my first day on the job, the first day of my year in industry
for my degree course and, though it may seem strange, I knew no-one in
the company, the job had been arranged by the college.  All I knew was
the company was a publishing house, I had to report to a Mrs. Fenner
and that I was to be working as an editors assistant, my course tutor
in 'Reporting' had said that the job would be an eye opener, I hadn't
understood the wink he gave when he made the comment.  So here I was at
the address I'd been given, I was two hours early and the reception was
locked, there wasn't even a security guard in sight and I wondered how
long I'd have to wait for some-one to come along.  An hour later I was
relieved to see a body moving around through the tinted glass of the
doors, tentatively I rang the bell, there was a rattle followed by a
click and a rattle then the door swung open.

"Yes?" a rather dishy female of about twenty-five asked.

"Uh," I faltered, "I'm starting work here today and am supposed to
report to Mrs. Fenner."

"I see," she smiled "you'd better come in."

I followed her into the reception, to my surprise there were no
pictures or covers on the walls that would give a clue to the type of
publications the company did, but I had to admit that the reception was
made up to relax a person.  The woman went behind a glass topped,
fronted and sided reception desk, opened a book, read an entry and
looked at me.

"Your name?" she asked.

"Andrew West." I replied moving closer to the desk.

"Well Andrew," she grinned, "I am Candy, as you can see I work on
reception."

"Pleased to meet you." I smiled a little shyly.

"You certainly are eager," Candy said with a grin "how long were you
waiting out there?"

"Ahum, an hour." I coughed.

She laughed and picked up something from the desk that she held out to
me, it was a badge, which read 'STAFF', taking it, I clipped it to my
jacket pocket.

"I hope you don't mind me asking," I said nervously "but what does the
company publish?"

"You really don't know?" Candy said in a surprised tone.

"Uh, no." I muttered, "You see, the college made all the arrangements."

"Well I won't spoil it for you," she laughed "Caroline, Mrs. Fenner
that is, will explain it all to you."

None the wiser I sat in one of the comfortable chairs and waited, I
must admit that the wait was not unpleasant as the chairs were all
positioned so that they faced the glass reception desk, the view of
Candy's stockinged legs was enough to make time pass unnoticed,
especially to an eighteen year old virgin like me.  About half an hour
passed and people began to walk through reception, a high proportion of
them were female, but this didn't strike me as odd in any way, each of
them greeted Candy in a cheery, friendly way, it seemed that everyone
was happy to work here.  Just before nine a very attractive woman in
her mid-thirties walked into the reception, said a cheerful good-
morning to Candy and looked across at me.

"Are you our new boy, Andrew West?" the woman asked with a charming
smile.

"Uh, yes." I replied getting to my feet.

"A pleasure to meet you." the woman smiled even wider "I am Caroline
Fenner, but call me Caroline, you'll find we are all very informal
here."

Candy stifled a laugh which puzzled me, Mrs. Fenner, Caroline, looked
at Candy in puzzlement, Candy whispered something and Caroline laughed.

"Candy tells me you don't know what we publish, is that right?"
Caroline asked me.

"Well, yes." I replied defensively "The college made all the
arrangements, but they didn't tell me anything about the company."

"You'd better come along with me," Caroline grinned "I'll give you the
guided tour on the way to my office then I'll explain what we do over a
cup of coffee.  Candy, can you arrange for a name badge to be at my
office in say twenty minutes."

"Will do Caroline." Candy smiled "I'll see you later Andy."

Like a puppy dog I followed Caroline into the heart of the building and
along a corridor, she pointed out the canteen, the staff shop and gym
before stopping at a pair of lifts.  From the outside I knew that there
was four floors to the building including the ground floor, when the
lift came Caroline pressed the 'B' for basement, the doors closed and
the lift smoothly descended.

"This," Caroline said loudly as we stepped out of the lift "is our on
site printing area, we have two other sites solely devoted to printing
our publications.  Most of the operation is computer controlled so we
only have seven people down here, you'll meet them all later I'm sure."

She stepped back into the lift with me right behind her, this time she
pressed for the 1st floor, the lift ascended smoothly and the doors
opened onto a bright, cheerful corridor with doors along its length.

"This floor and the one above contain our studios" Caroline said as we
stepped out of the lift "where we do all our interior photography, each
studio has it's own facilities like changing room and bathroom.  Let's
have a quick look in studio 4, it should be unoccupied at the moment."

She led the way to a door about half way along the corridor and walked
into the studio, I suppose it was like any other professional studio,
lots of lights, cables all over the place, cameras, fake scenery and
props.  There wasn't really a lot to see, though I was puzzled by one
or two things, like the main prop and scenery seeming to be a bedroom
set, there being video as well as still cameras and, most puzzling, the
array of whips and chains and handcuffs.  The changing room was large
and airy, one wall was taken up by a closet containing various skimpy
costumes, some so skimpy that they couldn't really be classified as
clothing, still following Caroline I looked in the bathroom, it was
large and to my surprise was fitted out with photographic lights.

"Well" Caroline asked as we walked back to the lift "what do you think?"

"Impressive," I replied, "how many studios are there?"

"Eight," she smiled "four per floor.  The rest of the space on these
two floors is taken up by photographic developing labs, editing and
viewing rooms, but they are all in use at the moment so you'll have to
see them later."

The lift doors opened and we stepped in; Caroline pressed the button
for the 3rd and last floor, the doors closed and the lift hummed
upwards.

"These are the offices," Caroline said as we stepped from the lift into
an open plan area in which half-screens formed individual
cubicles "though none of us tend to spend a lot of time here.  Morning
Lisa, this is Andrew West, our new boy."

Just by the lift was another reception desk, like the one downstairs it
was made entirely of glass and the girl sitting behind it was just as
pretty as Candy had been.  She smiled at me and looked me up and down
suggestively.

"Very pleased to meet you," Lisa grinned "hope I'll be seeing a lot
more of you."

"Uh, likewise." I smiled hesitantly.

"Down Lisa," Caroline laughed as she moved on "give the poor sod a
chance to settle in."

Blushing I hurried after Caroline, so far I had learnt nothing about
the type of publications the company produced, but whatever they were
seemed to involve a lot of pictures.  As we passed each cubicle
Caroline greeted the occupant and introduced me, my head was awhirl
with names by the time we got to Caroline's office, but I knew that
these would sort themselves out in time.  We entered an outer office in
which a very pretty secretary sat at yet another glass desk; a couple
of things I had noticed in the tour was that all the female staff were
attractive and that the furnishings allowed little privacy.

"Mitsy this is Andrew West," Caroline said to the girl behind the
desk "he's just starting today, Andrew this is my secretary Mitsy."

"Pleased to meet you." I smiled at her.

"Likewise." she grinned back "This is for you."

She handed me a tag on which was neatly printed my name, the lettering
was large enough to be read from a distance, feeling unaccountably
clumsy I took off the tag I was wearing and replaced it with the new
one.

"Could you get us some coffee Mitsy," Caroline said, "we'll be in my
office."

"Sure thing Caroline." Mitsy replied.

We went into the inner office where Caroline indicated that I should
sit down; sitting in the indicated chair I waited for Caroline to
enlighten me about the company's publications.  She put her handbag in
a filing cabinet and sat behind her glass desk, her dress riding up to
show off most of her legs, swallowing to calm myself I raised my eyes
above the desk.

"Well then," Caroline said leaning back in her chair "the time has come
to tell you what we publish."

I mumbled a reply while at the same time trying to get my eyes to focus
somewhere other than on her tiny knickers.  Thankfully Mitsy appearing
with the coffee, it gave me a few moments in which to regain my
somewhat shaky composure, interrupted us.  Taking my coffee I thanked
Mitsy and turned my attention to Caroline's face.

"The company," Caroline continued as Mitsy left the room "publish a
half-dozen monthly magazines and three quarterly magazines, if you look
in the cabinet over there you will see last months issues of each one."

I put my coffee on the desk, rose and went over to the cabinet she had
pointed out, opening it I reached inside and pulled out the glossy
magazines inside.  My heart did a flip-flop, my pulse rate rose and I
breathed in sharply, every one of the magazines was sex oriented and
very graphically so, blushing I put the magazines back in the cupboard,
closed it and made my way back to my chair.

"You seem embarrassed." Caroline commented softly "I hope you don't
disapprove of what we do."

"It's, ahum," I coughed "it's not that, it's just that, well, uh, I'm,
well, that is, I am very shy."

"I bet you are still a virgin." Caroline laughed, and then said in
surprise "My god you are!"

Blushing a deep crimson I hung my head and wondered what was going to
happen, probably I would be told I was unsuitable for their
requirements, somebody at the college had pulled a real practical joke
at my expense.

"I'm sorry," Caroline said softly "I didn't mean to embarrass you like
that, but it was such a surprise."

I looked up as she spoke, surprised at how kindly she was speaking.

"I get the impression somebody has tried making you the butt of a
joke," she went on "never mind, let's see if you can't have the last
laugh.  Now then Andrew, do you think you could handle working here?"

"I don't know," I replied nervously "but I am willing to try."

"You can't say more than that." Caroline smiled "Well, your duties will
be to act as my assistant, basically that means you will do the jobs I
assign you.  To be honest the work isn't that hard, but it is
interesting.  You'll have an office next door to mine and Mitsy will
act as your secretary as well as mine, most of what I do is concerned
with ensuring the smooth running of the building, the title of 'Editor'
is very misleading, but it sounds better than 'General Manager' though
not as impressive.  A lot of my time is spent wandering around the
place talking with the staff, keeping an eye on the photo-shoots and
the like, you'll join me in this, the rest of the time is spent with
paperwork and publication planning meetings, again you will join me in
these activities, I feel sure that you will pick up the gist of the job
fairly quickly."

I wasn't so sure myself, my shyness had always been a major obstacle in
my life, how I was going to cope with working in the soft porn industry
only God alone knew.  Nevertheless I decided that I would give it my
best effort, Caroline had been so understanding and I felt that not to
try would be to let her down in some way.

"I'll do my best," I said after a deep breath "only I hope my best will
be good enough."

"I'm sure it will," Caroline laughed "and don't worry about being shy,
if you can stay that way longer than a few days here then you need
professional help, in which case I know just who to send you to."

"You mean..." I faltered.

"Look Andrew," she smiled "I understand how you feel, I was a shrinking
violet myself once upon a time, believe it or not, this place brought
me a new outlook and a new lease on life.  I'll have a quiet word with
Mitsy and she'll spread the word, you'll find that the rest of the
staff will help you along."

I didn't know what to say to thank her so I stayed silent, Caroline
buzzed Mitsy and instructed her to show me my office and then come back
to see her.  Mitsy was waiting for me as I left Caroline's office, she
showed me the door that led to my office, it was, as was only to be
expected, smaller than Caroline's, but it was still spacious and
bright.  On the obligatory glass desk sat an intercom, a telephone a
writing pad and a pen set, two filing cabinets and a cupboard rested
along one wall while a sofa and two easy chairs occupied the wall
facing the desk.

"Here we are then," Mitsy said, "you settle yourself in while I see
what Caroline wants."

I had a good idea what Caroline wanted, but I managed to thank Mitsy
without blushing and as she left I sat myself behind the desk and
looked through it at my legs, sighing I stood up and went to the first
of the filing cabinets, I had expected it to be empty, instead I found
a number of reports and memo's neatly placed in folders.  Taking the
first of the folders I went back to my desk and began reading, within
minutes I was engrossed as I read the file, reaching out I picked up
the writing pad and a pen and took notes.  One by one I read the dozen
or so files that I found in the cabinets, they weren't large, but they
certainly were interesting and concerned the day to day running of the
company and the problems involved with arranging photo-sessions.  By
the time I put the last file back in it's place I had about ten pages
of notes and the time was just after twelve, I was surprised that I had
been undisturbed, but also thankful for the time I'd spent studying the
paperwork had calmed me no end.  Rising from the desk I went to the
door and jumped back slightly as it swung open, Mitsy's head appeared
round the edge of the door.

"I was just going to ask you if you would like to join me for lunch in
the canteen." she smiled "I did look in earlier to ask if you wanted
some coffee, but you were engrossed so I thought I'd leave you in
peace."

"Lunch sounds fine," I replied "and now you mention it I do feel quite
peckish, but I insist on paying."

"No need," she laughed, "the canteen is free.  Come on then."

She took my arm as I walked out of the office and guided me down to the
canteen gaily chatting away about herself, the company and anything
else that she could think of, even if I hadn't been shy I would have
found it hard to get a word in with Mitsy.  When we got to the canteen
I was surprised to see how full it was, yet it didn't give the
impression of being crowded, people were chatting away, filling the air
with sound and laughter and as we crossed the room to the counter Mitsy
yelled out greetings to almost everyone in sight.  I was surprised to
find that the place was not self-service and that there was a range of
items to choose from, I chose fish in sauce with chips and peas, Mitsy
chose a salad with a slice of cheesecake for dessert and together we
found a table.  The food was good, which was even more surprising, and
I enjoyed every mouthful, while we ate Mitsy kept up a constant stream
of chatter that seemed to in no way interfere with her eating.

"Oh dear," Mitsy said a while later "I haven't let you get a word in.
I really do natter on don't I."

"I don't mind," I grinned, "I never know what to say any way,
especially to pretty girls."

Goodness knows why I added the comment about pretty girls, it wasn't
normally something I would say, but I felt so relaxed that it just
slipped out.  Blushing I opened my mouth to apologise to Mitsy, but I
never got the chance.

"Why thank you Andrew," she beamed "it is so nice to hear a genuine
compliment."

Flabbergasted I shut my mouth and smiled weakly, it seemed my slip had
been the right thing to say, for me that made a hell of a change.

"Would you like to see the gym?" Mitsy asked.

"Uh, yes, that would be nice." I replied.

Once again she took my arm as we left the table, I smiled and nodded at
the people we passed while Mitsy kept up a constant chatter as before.
The gym was well equipped with weights, exercise machines, mats and the
like, I'm no great athlete, but I did like to work-out at least once a
week, this looked like the ideal place to do it.

"Nice isn't it." Mitsy grinned waving her hand at the gym.

"Very." I replied, "I must bring my kit in."

"Perhaps we can workout together." she laughed suggestively.

"That would be nice." I replied cautiously.

"Don't worry," Mitsy laughed at my tone "I don't bite, well not often
anyway."

I had to laugh at her comment and in doing so relaxed, perhaps what
Caroline had said was correct, working in the company would help to
cure my shyness.

"By the way," Mitsy said as we made our way back to the lifts "there's
a planning meeting scheduled this afternoon, Caroline would like you to
sit in on it with her."

"Uh, fine," I responded, "what time is it."

"Two thirty," came the reply "I'll come and fetch you in good time."

"Thanks." I smiled.

Soon I was back in my office waiting nervously for the summons to the
planning meeting, I hadn't expected to be thrown in at the deep end so
quickly and I hoped I would only be expected to observe.  Just before
two thirty Mitsy popped in. picking up a pen and the writing pad I
followed her to a comfortably furnished room that was more like a
living room than a meeting room.  Caroline was already there along with
a half dozen other people, mostly females, but with a few men here and
there, Caroline smiled as I entered the room and patted a chair beside
her, crossing the room I sat in the indicated place.

"Okay," Caroline said loudly a few minutes later "shall we get this
show on the road."

People took their places and the meeting got under way, across the room
I could see Mitsy ready to take notes.

"Firstly I'd like to introduce our newest member," Caroline said "this
is Andrew West, he's acting as my assistant."

I took her cue, stood up, and nodded to the gathering receiving a smile
and a greeting from each of them.

"Now then, Andrew is a little shy," she said to my surprise "so I want
you all to help him to settle in.  Now on to business, the layout for
everything but Candid seems fine, I'm a little concerned that we may be
a little too serious in our approach in Candid.  Comments?"

There were plenty of comments, everyone seemed to have their own idea
on how the magazine Candid should be put together, while the discussion
raged around me I flicked through a pre-publication copy of the mag and
was immediately struck at how matter-of-factly it was laid out, more
like a text book.  It seemed to me that a few cartoons in the headings
and perhaps a couple of lighter articles would improve the thing
immensely, the room fell silent and I looked up in surprise, everyone
was looking at me and I suddenly felt nervous.

"You've been looking through the magazine Andrew," Caroline said
gently "what do you think?"

"Uh, well," I said licking my lips nervously "the first thing that
struck me is that it seems so dry, like a text book.  Please correct me
if I'm wrong, but I gain the impression that Candid is meant to be an
informative publication."

"You are essentially correct." a man I had heard called Martin replied.

"That being the case" I went on "the first thing to do is to grab the
reader's interest.  I haven't had time to read the articles, but the
headings give no clue to the content, I would have thought that they
should."

"Hmm," Caroline commented, "go on Andrew."

"Well," I shuffled in my chair "it did occur to me that a cartoon or a
picture or the like beside the title would perhaps attract the reader's
eye.  The article could also be broken up in the same way so it isn't
just lines of text.  Certain points could be emphasized by either
changing the print style or colour."

"Anything else?" Caroline encouraged me.

"It occurred to me that a few lighter articles, more humorously
written, would make the reading easier and more enjoyable." I responded.

I fell silent and looked around the room, feeling very self-conscious I
looked at Caroline; she smiled at me then addressed the others.

"Four very interesting and excellent points," she said, "one of the
major complaints we've had from our dwindling number of readers is how
serious Candid was.  Martin, Grace and Linda, I'd like you to do a
layout based on Andrew's ideas, don't go over the top, but see if a few
changes will brighten up the magazine.  Let Andrew have your revised
draft edition as soon as you can.  Okay let's move on to the planned
photo-sessions for next month."

Relieved at not having to contribute further to the discussions yet
shocked at the thought that I was going to have to pass judgement on
work done by more experienced people I sat back and listened to the
rest of the meeting.  At four the meeting came to an end, rising with
the others I prepared to make a dash to my office, however it was not
to be, first the three that had been assigned the task of revamping
Candid came over and congratulated me on my constructive suggestions.
After them the others came over in ones and two's and wished me well,
soon only Caroline, Mitsy and I were left in the room and I was feeling
a lot better.

"Well done Andrew." Caroline smiled as we walked out of the meeting
room together "It looks as though you are going to be just fine.  Come
into my office and we'll talk about your first day."

A little nervous I went into her office and sat in one of the chairs,
to my surprise she sat beside me in another chair, Mitsy came in and
Caroline ordered coffee.

"So how do you feel now?" Caroline asked as we sipped our coffee.

"A lot less nervous than I did this morning." I replied.

"That's good." she smiled "Mitsy tells me you spent the morning
studying the files I left in your cabinets, it's good to see you take
an interest like that.  Anyway, you did well at the meeting; your ideas
were not only simple but also workable and inexpensive.  There's little
more to do today, but tomorrow I want you to join me at a photo-session
then I want your help with some paperwork.  I'll get Mitsy to dig out
some back-issues, you can study them tonight and get a better idea of
what we do."

We finished our coffee and I went back to my office, Mitsy smiled at me
as I passed through her office, ten minutes later she came in with a
box of magazines.

"Caroline said you should have a look at these." Mitsy grinned putting
the box on my desk "Have fun with them."

At five I picked up the box and stepped out of my office, Mitsy was
just leaving with Caroline and I joined them in the lift, as we left
the building I wished them a goodnight and went off to catch my bus
home.

That evening, after dinner, I settled down on my sofa and began to read
through the thirty or so magazines in the box, it was the most
pleasurable home-work I'd ever had, but at the same time it left me
feeling frustrated.  Most of the articles were exciting in one way or
another and the pictures were a real turn-on, what I found most
interesting though were the readers letters, most of which seemed more
like fantasies than real events.  At about midnight I went to bed and
dreamt of naked women, when I woke there was a damp patch on the bed,
wet dreams were the nearest I ever came to sex.  Quickly I changed the
sheets, showered and dressed for the day ahead, after a quick breakfast
I took up the box and my gym kit and left for work.

Once again I arrived early, this time by only an hour, Candy arrived
only minutes after me and greeted me cheerily.  The first thing I did
was to take the box up to my office where I dumped it, and then I went
down to the gym, changed and started a gentle workout.

"Hello Andrew." a voice said as I was in the middle of a set of bench
presses.

Looking in the direction of the voice I nearly dropped the weights I
was holding, it was Mitsy, she was dressed in a very tight, semi-
transparent leotard, her curvy figure filling the outfit fantastically.

"Hello Mitsy." I said averting my eyes.

To calm myself I carried on with the bench presses, out of the corner
of my eye I saw Mitsy using one of the machines and I wished I had the
nerve to turn and watch her.  Just before I finished my set Mitsy moved
from her machine and out of my cone of vision, with a last thrust I
raised the weights, hooked them back onto the stand and went to sit
up.  From no-where Mitsy appeared minus her clothes, I gaped wide-eyed
and mouthed at her luscious body, she straddled the bench on which I
lay, reaching down she tugged my shorts down my legs to reveal my
swiftly growing cock.  Sitting on my stomach she leant forward and
kissed me, stunned I lay there like a dummy for a while before
returning her kiss, I felt her sliding her lower body down to my groin
and gasped into her mouth as my cock came to rest in the slit of her
pussy.  I couldn't believe what was happening as Mitsy raised herself,
wriggled a little then lowered herself onto my by now erect tool, in a
dream I reached up and fondled her boobs, savouring the feel of her
warm, pliant flesh and her hard, bullet like nipples.  Slowly she began
to ride me, her pussy sliding up and down moistly on my cock, as I
became more aroused by her actions I became more daring, tweaking her
nipples gently with my fingers and raising my lower body in time to her
thrusts.  Within a few minutes Mitsy started to shake, her pussy
clenching on my hard flesh, soon after that she collapsed on my chest
yet her pussy still slid up and down my shaft.  Some minutes later I
felt my balls tighten and with a groan I thrust myself up into her
pussy and let my seed spurt into her quivering, straining body, for a
few moments we lay locked together then she began moving again, only
stopping when my prick began to go limp.  Getting off me Mitsy smiled,
I smiled back and sat up, together we made our way to the showers and
cleaned each other then dried each other all without a word, we seemed
to be surrounded by an intimacy that needed no words.  We dressed and
walked from the gym.

"Thank you." I finally said to her while we were in the lift.

"It was my pleasure." Mitsy laughed, "After all it isn't often that a
girl gets the chance to initiate a virgin."

To my amazement I felt no inclination to blush, in fact that brief
moment of intimacy seemed to have rid me of my curse of shyness, only
time would tell if this was true.  The new, confident me was put to the
test almost immediately, as we stepped out of the lift Lisa greeted the
pair of us then spoke directly to me, her eyes gazing into mine.

"How are you settling in?" she asked.

"Quite well," I grinned "I think I have the feel of things this
morning."

Mitsy laughed and walked off to her office leaving me with the sexy
Lisa.

"I am glad to hear that." Lisa grinned "Perhaps we could get together
at lunch time and 'discuss' how you 'feel' in more detail."

"I'd like that very much." I replied "I'll see you later."

Making my way to my office I noticed that Mitsy had vanished, a few
minutes later she came into my office with a cup of coffee for me.

"I see Lisa has her sights on you." she grinned putting the cup on my
desk.

"You don't mind do you?" I asked suddenly concerned.

"Not at all," Mitsy laughed "you'll find us a very close little
organization in every sense of the word."

"Thank you again for this morning." I said relieved.

"Would you like the same tomorrow morning?" she asked cheekily.

"It's better than a work-out." I grinned "Yes I would like
to 'exercise' with you tomorrow."

Laughing she left the office, as she closed the door I heard her greet
Caroline, smiling I picked up my cup and sipped the hot brew, a few
minutes later my intercom buzzed and Caroline asked me to join her in
my office.

"Good-morning Andrew," Caroline smiled at me as I entered her
office "how are you this morning?"

"I'm fine," I grinned "very good in fact."

"Excellent," she laughed rising from her desk "in which case I need to
discuss the photo-session with you."

Coming around the desk Caroline sat on the edge of it, raised her dress
and revealed that she had no knickers on, I looked at her naked pussy
then at her face, what I saw was an open invitation.  Rising from my
chair I crossed the few feet that separated us, knelt between her legs
and placed my mouth on her pussy, slowly, savouring every moment, I
licked her pussy from end to end, then I probed my tongue into her
hole, lapping at her flowing juices.  Raising a hand I found her clit
with my thumb and began teasing it, Caroline moaned gently and thrust
her pussy tight to my mouth, one of her hands falling to the back of my
head to hold me in place as licked her to a climax.  Standing a number
of minutes later I opened my flies and pulled out my erect prick, there
was no hesitation in my actions as I pressed it to her eager pussy and
slid it's full length into her.  Caroline gasped into another orgasm as
I began to pump into her, my movements hard and fast, she fell back on
the desk as I fucked her, her moans, groans and sighs echoing around
the room and when I eventually thrust into her and filled her with my
hot juices Caroline cried out.  After a few more thrusts I pulled my
satiated cock from her pussy and stepped back to gaze at her, she lay
quivering, my juices just starting to seep from her pussy, then she
shuddered and sat up.

"I see some-one got to you before I did." she gasped, "Jesus I feel
stuffed."

A giggle came from the intercom and I looked at it in surprise, at some
point Caroline must have flicked the switch connecting her to Mitsy's
desk, rather than embarrassed at this discovery I felt turned on by
it.  Reluctantly I cleaned my cock with a tissue and stuffed it back
inside my clothes, Caroline cleaned herself up and went back behind her
desk.

"Mitsy," she said into the intercom "I wish you would let me know when
I've activated the intercom accidentally."

"And miss all the fun." Mitsy laughed back.

"There is that to it." Caroline laughed, "Anyway, could we have some
coffee, I really need it."

"I thought you'd just had 'it'," Mitsy replied "but I'll get you a
coffee as well."

Caroline switched off the intercom with a laugh which, to my surprise,
I found myself joining in, my second day was fast turning into an
erotic adventure and I was sure there would be more to come when I met
Lisa at lunch time.  Mitsy came in a few minutes later with the coffee
and a cheeky grin.

"He's good isn't he?" Mitsy laughed.

"So it was you who got to him first," Caroline responded with a
giggle "I might have known."

"Well you can always try me out together." I said tongue in cheek.

"What a good idea," Caroline laughed "but after lunch I think, we've a
photo-session to attend first."

I can't say I was too surprised by her reply or the smug grin Mitsy
gave as she left the room, I hoped I'd have enough strength left after
my lunch-break with Lisa.  While we drank our coffee Caroline told me
about the photo-session that morning, it seemed that the model was a
right prima-donna expecting everyone and everything to revolve around
her, unfortunately she was popular with the readers and knew it.  Boy
did she know it as I quickly discovered when I followed Caroline into
the studio; the star of the session was throwing a wobbly and refusing
to pose.  Caroline rushed over and diplomatically tried to sort out the
problem, which apparently was to do with the wardrobe, it took a while,
but eventually it seemed the session was to go ahead.  I stood near
Caroline listening and marvelling at the way she handled the model,
Donna, as things calmed down I noticed Donna looking my way from time
to time.  Finally the session got under way, the photographer calling
out the poses and Donna, who I must admit was a sexy looking woman,
assuming the pose if it suited her.  Caroline and I stood behind the
photographer and watched; Caroline was waiting to step in at the first
sign of a blow-up from Donna.

"I'd really like to swing for that cow." Caroline confided to me as the
session reached the half way point "The problem is replacing her."

On the set Donna had decided that it was time to throw a tantrum, the
excuse she used was a noise from the dressing rooms.

"How can I work with all these distractions!" she screeched shrewishly.

That was it, everything came to a stop, the photographer threw up his
hands and went off into a corner to sulk, the crew moved away from the
scene of activity and Caroline moved in on Donna.  This time though
Donna was not going to be mollified, she wanted some grand scale
grovelling before she would continue and I could see that Caroline was
torn between giving Donna what she wanted and giving her a good clout.

"For a professional model" I said loudly as I moved to stand beside
Caroline "you do seem very amateurish."

Donna's voice cut off in mid-screech, her eyes bored into me as I
calmly returned her gaze, I had nothing to lose and I was not going to
back down.

"After all," I continued now I had her full attention "if it wasn't for
the people around you today you'd be no-where.  I would have thought
all these tantrums would have become a trifle boring by now."

"I have never..." Donna spluttered.

"You must have." I interrupted "If it was up to me I turn you over my
knee and give you a good spanking."

Donna stared at me wide-eyed and open mouthed; I saw a hint of
something in her eyes that encouraged me.

"So," I said smartly "can we get on with the session without further
interruptions?"

To everybody's surprise, including my own, Donna meekly submitted with
a nod of her head and moved back onto the set, the photographer and
crew got back to work and within a minute the session was back in full
swing.

"I would never have believed it." Caroline whispered to me as we
watched the rest of the session "How on earth did you work it out?"

"I didn't," I grinned "I just had nothing to lose, if I upset her and
got the elbow I'd just find another post for my year in industry.  I
was just as surprised as everyone else when she knuckled under so
easily."

"It seems that the way to handle Donna is to be strict with her,"
Caroline mused quietly "we were making her worse by pandering to her.
I'll remember that in future."

The session ended and to the amazement of everybody Donna went around
to each person and apologised for the way she had acted, shaking her
head in disbelief Caroline left the studio with me in tow.  It was
nearing lunchtime and as Caroline and I passed the upper reception desk
Lisa grinned at me.

"I hope you're hungry." she laughed.

Caroline laughed as we continued on to her office; I gave a wry grin at
her comment as we entered her office.

"I see you are making up for lost time." She laughed.

We sat on the sofa and she showed me the pile of paperwork we had to
get through, winking she decided that we would start in on it after
lunch, I wondered whether I'd still be able to concentrate after
lunch.  As I had that thought Mitsy came in with some coffee, sitting
on the sofa on the other side of me she grinned knowingly.

"Lisa is chomping at the bit out there," she said with a straight
face "I'm sure she is anticipating chomping on something else."

Caroline informed Mitsy of my assignation and the pair of them started
to bet on how I would be by the time Lisa got through with me, before
that morning I would have been blushing and squirming listening to such
a conversation about me, now I just grinned and listened to their
banter.  Lunchtime came and I rose to go off for my meeting.

"Good luck." Mitsy grinned cheekily up at me.

"It sounds as though I'm going to need it." I replied as I opened the
office door.

Lisa was indeed chomping at the bit; immediately I reached her she
grabbed my arm possessively and almost dragged me of to one of the
studios.  Before I'd recovered from the trip Lisa was tearing at my
trousers, pushing them and my pants down my legs then shoving me onto
my back, I'd barely managed to say 'oof' when her mouth closed around
my cock.  While sucking my cock to full erection and beyond Lisa pushed
and tugged at her own clothing until both her pussy and her boobs were
naked, at that point she released my prick from her mouth, straddled me
and engulfed it with her pussy.  Not that I was complaining one bit,
the sensation of her tongue and mouth on my flesh had sent shivers of
delight through my body and when she began thrusting her pussy on my
cock I matched her movements with glee.  As I felt my balls tighten in
preparation to shoot their load Lisa began bucking, her voice rose in
cries of pleasure and as I buried myself deep inside her pussy and
filled her with my hot juices Lisa's cries became louder.  Breathless
we lay together a while later recovering, half the lunch hour was gone
and I was wondering if I'd have time to eat when Lisa sat up, leant
over and sucked my prick.  Groaning with pleasure I reached out and
found her clit and while she sucked me back to erection I finger her to
distraction, once again Lisa moved to fuck me as soon as she was sure
my tool would stay hard, but this time I was going to be in control.
Surging to my feet I grabbed Lisa around the waist and moved her onto
her hands and knees, with one hard thrust I entered her from behind,
one hand teased her nipples while the other teased her clit.  Soon she
was climaxing, her body bucking against me as I thrust into her
mercilessly, her cries loud and exciting as they echoed around the
studio and then I had my own climax.  With a last thrust I buried my
prick and groaned as my seed erupted deep inside her pussy, for a
moment I remained still, and then began to once more pump into her.  A
few minutes later I pulled my shrinking prick from her pussy and stood
there panting, Lisa collapsed as I withdrew from her to lie shuddering
on the floor, gently I reached down and helped her to her feet and
guided her to the studio bathroom where we cleaned ourselves up.
Quickly we rearranged our clothing and headed back to the office
arriving just as the lunch break ended, with a smile I left the
knackered Lisa at her desk and made my way to Caroline's office only to
find that neither she or Mitsy were there.  Shrugging my shoulders I
turned to go to my office and Caroline rushed breathlessly into the
office, I grinned at her as I noticed a couple of her buttons were
undone.

"Have a nice break?" I asked all innocence.

Caroline grinned at me, looked to where my eyes were and hastily closed
the offending buttons, looking up at me she stuck out her tongue and
laughed.  Crossing to her desk she picked up the pile of papers and sat
on the sofa, I sat beside her and prepared myself for the work to come,
then the door opened and Mitsy came in, she was carrying a large tray
of sandwiches and coffee, which she put on the desk.

"What did you do to Lisa?" Mitsy asked, "She looks knackered."

"Oh, not a lot," I grinned "a couple of times over."

Mitsy laughed, shook her head and left the room and Caroline and I got
down to work, helping ourselves to a sandwich from time to time.

Over the next few days I think I had or was had by every female
employee in the building plus four of the models, thankfully the work
was not taxing as my concentration faded as the days progressed.  By
the end of my first week I was knackered, mind you some of the ladies
were none too fresh, but it seemed to me that I wasn't going to last
the year unless I got a break.  Then came the second week and the break
I needed, it seemed, or so Caroline explained, that the excesses of the
first were a sort of initiation ceremony every new employee endured
(smilingly), no-one knew how or when the tradition started, but it was
certainly a tradition I backed whole heartedly.  Not that it meant the
end of my adventures, it took a certain type of person to work in the
company, randy and uninhibited, and, thanks to Mitsy, Caroline and all
the rest I had become that type of person.

The year I spent there passed so quickly I never even noticed it and it
was with regret that I returned to college for my final year.  The
exams were, as they had been since time immemorial, a nerve-wracking
experience that I just about survived and before the results were
published I applied to Caroline for a job.  I learnt the results of my
exams and had a reply from Caroline on the same day, I got a degree
with honours and Caroline offered me the job as her assistant full
time, of the two the job offer was the most pleasing.  I start next
week and I'm making sure that I get plenty of protein before my first
day on the job; after all I would be the new boy again!


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