I work at a large downtown bank. Because of an increase in my responsibilities and workload, management recently approved my request for a secretary. Being a stickler for efficiency, I took it upon myself to personally interview the candidates. After all was said and done, I had selected Serena, a petite brunette. In addition to the experience and organizational skills I sought, Serena had a pretty figure and an angelic face with deep green eyes.

Things went along just fine. Serena was a hard worker: very efficient, very professional. As the dress code dictated, she always wore a conservative blue blazer and skirt, taupe hose and black pumps. Underneath that image, I suspected, there might be another side to her.

We were working late one Tuesday night and were getting a bit worn down. Since it was after hours, I... Read More