I like my job. As VP of a major construction company, I’m busy all the time, but I also get some huge perks. I split my time between the office and job sites, and my free hours are spent schmoozing at cocktail parties, opera visits, or deep sea fishing trips. (Basically, anything that can be written off as networking.) Our suppliers and potential suppliers are willing to do a lot to make me happy, so I work hard and play hard, and so far it’s worked out well.

There is one big problem: my boss recently saddled me with a personal assistant to help manage my workload. Meera is sharp, efficient, and aggressively judgmental and she also happens to be the boss’s daughter.

She’s also really, really sexy. Huge eyes, a body to die for, and an attitude the size of Texas. She’s sharp... Read More