Sister Monica

Sister Monica had been out of the Convent that her parents had put her in for only two months when she went to her first job interview. She had been working on her Aunt’s farm learning more about the world that she had left for three long years. Now, she was no longer “Sister Monica”, but just Monica and back in the big city, ready to start over. Her parents had sent her to the convent since they were very religious and were considered a prominent family in the small town that Monica grew up in that was 15 miles outside the major city in the county. Monica had brought shame to her family’s good name thanks to an addiction to alcohol and late-night romps with the men around town. Once Monica had graduated High School, however, these fun activates came to a screeching halt as her parents tricked her into admitting herself into a strict Convent instead of a Private College as she thought that she was going to.
While at the Convent, she learned a re-newed self-respect for herself as well as a new-found piety that she never had before. Still, some nights, when a hot wind blew and the humidity was high, she would lie awake in her room and touch herself like she used to, if only to cool the desire between her thighs until she could regain control of her senses.
Now she was applying for a job as a secretary in a major Firm and was extremely nervous. Even though she had done secretarial work before, she wasn’t sure that her qualifications were quite up to snuff. To offset this, she decided to wear her best outfit, a blue blouse, black blazer with a white skirt. Her hair was teased over to her right shoulder and she were 4″ black heels accessorized with a gold Flower lapel pin. She was definitely dressed to the 9’s!
“Monica? Mr. Davis will see you now” said a receptionist. Monica walked briskly to the office door and was met with a cool draft of air and such a sight that she took a sharp breath of surprise. The office was the size of a large living room and just as lavish. the back wall was made of 12′ high glass windows that gave a spectacular view from the 25th floor and the mahogany desk was large and well-carved. There were two leather chairs the size of small recliners in front of the desk and a small wet bar on the right.
She walked down the two small steps to the office floor toward the desk and took a seat. There was no one else in the office besides her. Then, a creak sounded off to her left and she saw a panel of books swing toward her and from the passage emerged a man in his late 20’s dressed in an impeccable suit of grey. He smiled and said, “Hi! You must be Monica!” “Chris Davis, V. P. of Research and Procurement”. With that he offered her his hand, which she took, and gave it a small shake.
Monica was so startled by his sudden entrance that she blurted out “What’s back there?” before she had a chance to think of how rude that sounded.
“What that? That’s my Escape Route! It leads to the hall and is helpful for when I want to get out of the office without the rest of the Board knowing where I am. Sometimes, I just need a break, know what I mean?” he said with a wink. “Now then, so your applying for my new secretary, eh? You met Roberta, outside, I assume?” Monica nodded. “Well, she’s a great work, Roberta, so good in fact that she’s heading up a new division at one of our branch offices in the East. So, that means that I need someone to replace her. Shall we get started?” With that he gestured to the seat in front of his desk and it was then that Monica realized that she was still standing. She quickly sat down. Chris was 6’5″ and well-built, she guessed around 245 lbs. and could tell that he worked out. She tried to organize her muddled thoughts in order to present herself in some positive light, but before she could say anything, Chris spoke first.
“I ‘ve read your resume and I must say that your quite different from most of the applicants that I’ve had so far. Most of ‘’em have lots of experience, but only at office work or they have degrees and awards and accreditations, but haven’t used what they’ve learned to any practical degree. But you, on the other hand, don’t have either problem. No, you have both experience in a office and you’ve worked in the real environment of Agriculture, where there aren’t any books to give you right answer.” Monica gulped nervously as she pondered what all this meant. “In short,” Chris continued, “I think that your the best candidate that I’ve had for this job. There’s only one problem…”
“What’s that?” said Monica “Well, I’ve read what you wrote about your time spent in the Convent and there are certain….extra-curricular activities that I engage in that require the assistance of my secretary and I don’t want to offend you. To be frank, I write erotic stories for one of the more lewd men’s magazines after-hours and I need my secretary to take dictation for me. I don’t know how you would feel about that. You would be paid overtime, double-time and a half to be exact. But, apart from that, I have no reservations about hiring you.”
Monica’s nipples were hardening as her nights of debauchery flooded through her. Oh, the stories she could tell! Then, her mind cleared and she thought about this rationally. It wasn’t like she had to sleep with him or anything after all, it was just words, right?
“I don’t think I’ll have any problems with meeting your needs, Mr. Davis.” said Monica. “Great! Then can you start Monday?”
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Monday Morning was a whirlwind of activity, what with learning the computer system and her way around the office building. Roberta was leaving for her new position that afternoon so that apart from the essential questions about the Job, Monica never got to ask about what it was like to work for her new boss.