This is the story of a naughty secretary and her dreams of having sex with her boss. But she gets a little more than she bargained for on one business trip.

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For Patricia, my beautiful Muse, with love. X

The Travel Show
 
Sunday Evening

Patricia, who now only wearing a white lace bra, matching silky panties, hold-up black lace topped stockings and was lying face down across her boss’s bare legs. She squealed with a mixture of pain and excitement as his hand came down firmly on her warm firm bum cheeks through the thin material. Each time she let out a squeal Patricia’s boss, Peter’s cock throbbed in hardness directly beneath her soft tummy. He watched the skin on her bum redden under the panties slightly with each slap, some light and some harder, but as he continued to play, with his new Personal Assistant. But instead of moving his hand back to continue the slapping motion he began to keep his hand on her warm skin feeling her cheeks with his hand. And then reaching up, he brought his hand back down again onto her bum and held his hand firm, this time easing his fingers lower into the crack of her bum feeling her through the thin material. Patricia let out a low moan as she felt his fingers probing before feeling his hand go back again for another slap.
“You’ve been a naughty girl!” Peter purred as she felt his hand once again probe between her bum cheeks and she eased her thighs apart allowing her boss easier access. “Haven’t you Trisha, a very naughty girl!”
“Yes Sir!” She almost squealed in agreement as she felt his hand come back down in a slap. She giggled.

Then there was a knock at the door!

3 Days Earlier

“Patricia?” Colin called as he entered the main office? He glanced around seeing her desk empty. “Has anyone seen Pat?”
There was no reply from the other secretaries and no one even acknowledged the Office Manager.
“Fucking hopeless, you lot!” He scowled and turned to leave the main office.

“Sorry Boss, I can’t find her right now, probably on her lunch. I’ll leave a note on her desk to say that you need to see her.” Pete glanced up momentarily from his large wooden desk and smiled. “No worries Colin. Thanks.” As Colin left the office Peter leaned back in his large leather chair, surveying his new empire. He had now been the CEO of the Travel Company for 2 months and was enjoying his new position and the element of power that it yielded. His brown hair was cut neatly and he knew he looked a lot younger than his 50 years. He closed his eyes momentarily to think of Pat, his Personal Assistant. God he would love to get down and personal with her but knew he should keep a professional stance. He thought of her often, perhaps a little too often, for a married man. But she was a cracker! He knew that he just needed to get her into his way of thinking and knew that he now had the perfect opportunity to start this. He glanced down at the email to see the Travel Show invitation and picked up the phone. Moments later both the CEO and his PA had been booked to attend the show in London on Monday of the following week.

“Pat the boss is looking for you!” Alison, a rather plump secretary said as soon as Pat walked in and before she’d even taken her coat off. “Oh right!” She replied and quickly hung my coat and skipped towards his office.
“Hi Sir, were you after me?” She smiled. “I am sorry I had to nip to the chemist!”
Peter turned to see Patricia, looking good as usual. Her hair was piled up and shining, her eyes bright and the smile on her face showed the mood she was in. But today she was looking apologetic for something or other. Peter smiled kindly looking her up and down. The skirt was definitely too long and her top, well it was a cheap blouse! Never mind! That could be sorted.

“Trish, are you free next week to attend a Conference?” Peter paused knowing his tone had come across as him telling her rather than asking her! “The Travel Conference is in London and I would like you to attend.” Peter paused again watching her slightly surprised but pleased reaction. No doubt pleased that he had chosen her to attend. “I’ll be attending too so we’ll be travelling down by air and then staying in the Millennium in Mayfair. It’s my favourite of all the London Hotels!” Peter watched as Pat’s expression turned from one of surprise to one of excitement. He noticed a glint in her eyes that caught the light coming through the window. “So, you are free to attend? Monday next week?”
“Yes, of yes please Sir!” She was smiling now! “Thank you, thank you for inviting me!”

“Good, that’s a date then!” Peter smiled and glanced up as his PA stood. He noticed the curvature of her legs leading from her heels to the hem of the skirt. Definitely too long, he noted. “I’ll arrange a car to pick you up from home and I’ll see you at the airport!” Patricia was beaming now and started to turn. “Oh Trish, one other thing.” Peter tried to be tactful. “This is a very high class event so I want you to look your best!” As soon as the words had left his mouth he suddenly noticed her expression change to a more somber note and quickly changed tact. Reaching into his drawer he pulled out a plastic card and handed it to Patricia. “Over the weekend, please feel free to go to Marchant’s. You know the store on the high street?” Pat nodded knowing the clothes shop very well but having never done anything more than window shop. It was the most expensive shop in the town. “I have an account there!” Peter smiled. “Just tell them who you are and they will sort you out! It is a business trip after all so I won’t have you paying for anything!” Patricia’s expression turned to one of a smile again and Peter watched her bum move so perfectly in the skirt (that was too long) as she left his office. She quickly returned to her own desk where she spoke excitedly to the other secretaries in hushed tones.

Peter smiled. This was definitely going to a be a good Conference.

Saturday Morning

Pat was very nervous as she entered Marchants’ and was immediately approached by a very attractive young assistant. She quickly explained who was she and showed the assistant the card. Almost immediately an older but equally attractive assistant took over with a broad smile.
“Yes, Peter has been in touch with us already and explained exactly what you need.” Moments later Pat was being whisked to the back off the shop for some complimentary retail therapy……………………………………………….!