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Chapter 3 The following morning, Eveline went about her normal routine for getting herself ready for work, today was going to be a work hard day, and the clothes she chose to wear today reflected more on her as a manager than on the sexually charged clothes of the previous day. That said, the heels were maybe an inch too high for the effect she wanted from the outfit, but knowing Gerry's particular kink, she decided to leave them on, after all, today was the day she was going to get him to change a big part of his life, and it seemed only fair to give him a little something in return. Gerry's morning, wasn't going quite so well. He was used to being a leader, a man in charge, or at the very least, a man who was just outside the grip of somebody else's control. He had slept well the previous night, but this morning he was feeling a great deal of conflicting emotions, his thoughts going over the previous evening and leaving him less than relaxed. What was that all about he thought, not that he had objected to it. The whole experience was pretty amazing, but she had got him dressed en femme, had him talking about some of his deepest secrets and fetishes, only to then strip off and go home. Then there was the temp job. In the cold light of day, his head kept telling him that he had imagined her stipulating he be in feminine gear for the job, but he knew that she had, made even more of a concrete demand by the fact he still had the clothes she had left on the chair. So much was going around his head, that his time spent getting ready for work went by too quickly, assisted by his distracted thought processes, and by the time he got to work he was already 10 minutes later than he had planned. He had wanted to be there before Eveline, to give himself time to get himself together before she arrived. He had it in his head that if he was there first, then he would have the upper hand, even though it may have only been for a brief period. If he was there first, then Eveline would be walking in the office at a slight disadvantage. She would have to make the first move, even if it was just to say good morning. What he didn't know was that even had he been in half an hour earlier he wouldn't have been there before her. She hated driving to work in traffic, instead opting to come in earlier to avoid it, but today was ever so slightly different to her usual routine and she had been in for an hour already, partly to check that he hadn't left her clothes on the chair. Though she hardly believed he would have done, she also wanted to get the previous evenings tape from the machine. Once done, she had settled down to some work and had just stopped for a quick coffee when the outer office door opened. She was surprised to see Gerry walk into the office a good 40 minutes early. She had never known him be early, much less by this amount. Was that a good sign, or a bad one? >From the distance they were at and the fact that she had only given a fleeting glance at the door as it opened, Gerry couldn't know she had seen him. Choosing to let things ride for a few minutes, she picked up her coffee and the file by the desk, before sitting down in the leather 'comfy' chair, her one concession of the shoes being used to their best advantage as she once again dangled it in what she knew to be the most erotic pose she could pull off at this moment, while quietly hoping he had arrived in the right state of mind. She was sat reading the file in her lap with her coffee in hand when Gerry tapped on the door frame and asked if he could come in. Eveline made a brief show of keeping her concentration on the contents of the folder, whilst simultaneously moving it towards the table. As she put it down she flipped the cover closed and motioned Gerry to sit in the chair opposite her. She made no effort to put her shoe back on her foot, nor did she speak. She was aware that due to the proximity of the chairs, he would have to sit with his feet on either side of her foot, or sit at an awkward angle to one side, unless she chose to move her foot, and she had no intention of doing that at the moment. Gerry came in, shutting the office door behind him. He walked around the chair and stepped over her foot before sitting hunched slightly forward. He was obviously feeling a little more confident in the cold light of day, a spark of his normal self showing strongly in his eyes, but she also saw that he was in fact more nervous than he was making out. The moment should have been awkward, but it seemed the dangling shoe trick was just as effective with Gerry as a great many other men in the world. She resisted the urge to move her foot, knowing the 10 denier nylon was curled softly around her exposed arch, and that it was directly beneath his head. Despite his obvious attempt not to look, he had taken a brief glance before looking up at her. During this moment she had noticed that whatever his misgivings may be, he was also wearing nylons. He looked up and once he made eye contact, he began to speak. 'Look, Eveline, I tried hard to get my head wrapped around things last night, but I'm struggling coming to terms with it all.' Eveline fought hard to keep her face straight. Despite his nerves and the fact there was a possibility that he may back out, she felt that he was still going to come through. She just had to be careful for a little bit longer. 'Go on Gerry' Gerry rather sheepishly explained that although he was seriously tempted to take up the PA duties, he was concerned that if his girlfriend found out he was seeing another woman behind her back it would cause her a great deal of distress, and no matter how much he wanted to experience more of the previous evening, he really didn't want to hurt her. This was the nearest he came to asking why she wanted him to dress for the PA position. It struck Eveline as funny, that in his male guise, he avoided any mention of what the previous nights 'experience' had been. Eveline was not a pushover in any conversation. At any level of management meeting she had always been sharp enough to spot openings in their phraseology that could weaken their arguments. Today was no different, and after all she was trying to talk Gerry into signing a contract today, or more accurately, two contracts. More importantly, she sensed that were it not for his girlfriend, he would have willingly signed up when he had initially walked in.When she spoke it was almost a monologue, and she deliberately left little room for him to interrupt. 'Firstly Gerry, lets get something out of the way, and I am sure I made this point last night. You are not seeing another woman, I emphasised the fact that my body wasn't being offered to you on a plate. So, although I appreciate your concerns about your good lady getting hurt, you should remove the whole image of you seeing someone else from your head. As to the way I want you dressed, well I may be wrong, but I felt sure you would enjoy the experience. If it helps, you could always consider it to be a job that has strict dress codes. I should point out, that there is an expense account, and as I sign the relevant documents, that would ensure you were able to keep yourself in a suitably appropriate dress for the position. Tell me Gerry, if I give you my word that I will not expect you to touch me at any time unless you ask to first would that put your mind at rest? And I promise that if I touch you in any way you don't like or want all you have to do is say so, and I'll stop immediately. Don't read too much into that though. I don't want you thinking I am definitely going to be available as I may never want to explore that particular avenue. Would that allow you to let yourself enjoy the experience of being dressed as a woman without having to hide it? And when all is said and done, you are going to be working, but you'll get paid for doing something you obviously enjoy. If you can handle all that and with me in charge of things, then sign the relevant documents and we can move forward, but as I said before the choice is yours. However I do have a couple of quick questions for you before you decide, and I would appreciate honesty.' Gerry settled back a little and asked what they might be and with a barely disguised smile, Eveline asked him what he had done with her underwear. Gerry flushed red before he answered, any thought of him keeping eye contact evaporated as he admitted he was wearing them now, and before he had a chance to regain his composure she followed up with a comment that would either make or break him on the spot. 'Tell me Gerry, and bear in mind this will only be during the course of your duties as my PA, if I told you to play with yourself while I watched, would it be agreeable to you? And for my part, if I were to play with myself at the same time, would you be offended?' She chose this moment to reach over the table to retrieve the folder, and as she did so she let her foot briefly rest against his leg before she once again settled back in the chair, her foot back where it had been previously. 'Truthfully, I would enjoy it, but I suppose you knew that answer already, and as to watching you play with yourself, I'd love it, I've never watched a woman play with herself except in films.' Eveline looked over Gerry's shoulder at the outer office door before she next spoke and when she did, it was a little quieter than before and more secretive. In her minds eye she had decided he was ready to take the step, even if he himself hadn't yet realised. 'Gerry, this whole situation needs elements of trust, and you really need to listen, and trust me. At this moment I can see the office door, and I know that if today is like any other day, we have about 10 minutes before the first of the staff arrive for work. I know that it will most likely be Sophie. That said, it could be different today, traffic can be easy as well as heavy. It could be moments before anybody walks in, or it could be longer. The papers are ready to sign if you want to go forward, but what I want right this second, is for you to take hold of my ankle, slip my shoe off, and put my foot wherever it will give you most pleasure. I'll move it the moment somebody walks into the main office. As it stands we're just sat talking in the office, and that's all anybody can see, but the job offer itself hangs on your next move here. If you can trust me enough to expose you yet protect you right now, then I think our working relationship will go just fine.' Gerry briefly thought about looking over his shoulder at the door but wisely decided against it. He realised just quickly enough that this was a test, and that if he looked he was going to fail in her eyes. His mind was racing but it was now or never, and regardless of the fears he had held when he walked into the office earlier, the truth was that he was horny as hell and they both knew it. He gently reached down and slid his hand around her ankle, his little finger slid down almost to her heel. The touch was electric to him, the smooth feel of her nylons nothing like the cheaper nylons he was used to. He realised he was staring at her foot as he moved, but any thought of looking up at that moment wasn't inconceivable. He lifted her shoe off, noticing that Eveline had moved her seating position just enough so that he would be able to extend her leg if he wanted to. As he leaned forward to put her shoe down by her other foot, he gripped her ankle more securely. He was surprised that despite her being in control enough to be making this happen, he was still able to think fast enough to keep the situation fluent. Yet he was aware that if somebody walked in, they would have little time to make things look normal. Putting her shoe by her other foot seemed the right thing to do. As he sat back up, he gently pulled her foot towards him, and placed it firmly against his cock and took a deep breath. Despite being through the material of his trousers and her underwear, the pressure against him was enough to bring his stirring erection to virtually full strength in moments. Eveline spoke almost as soon as her sole had made contact, feeling very confident now. She even allowed herself a slight wiggle of her toes, enjoying the quick gasp from Gerry as she did so. 'One good turn deserves another Gerry, and every good boss should give credit and reward where it is due. If you take the job as it is outlined, with your full agreement to the terms, I will let you watch me play with myself on your first night at work, but only once you have fulfilled my requirements. But I've never had a man watch me, and when I do it I can't guarantee I will keep my eyes open. I remind you that you cannot touch me anywhere without permission first though you can watch from as close as you like, in whatever position you want. Trust goes both ways. Whether it is with or without a toy is something we can discuss on the night. But remember, it may not happen every time we work together and it may never happen again. That is for me to decide, and all of this depends on whether you take the job or not.' As she was talking she was watching Gerry closely, and she could feel the pulses of his cock, and found herself wondering if it was possible for him to achieve an orgasm in his current state. Any movement in his body was minimal, but it was there. His breathing had changed, and she knew he was very aroused. Despite the situation being unusual, and the fact that there was no actual sex going on here, he was obviously on cloud nine. Looking at his face she saw him close his eyes. Was it from an embarrassment angle, or an attempt to hold himself in check, or was it just pleasure? She suspected and hoped the latter. She even briefly wondered what he'd do if he came in his pants, a somewhat difficult thing to explain away to the rest of the staff. It was during this last thought that she saw the outer office door opening. Very quietly, she said 'Gerry, don't be startled, and don't move. Stay perfectly still for a moment. I'm moving my foot now, remember, trust me.' As she slid her foot free and moved to stand up she saw Gerry staring at her. Without pausing she slid her shoe on from a standing position and started to walk towards the inner office door, despite feeling Gerry was ready to crawl the walls as she passed him, she had the funniest feeling of satisfaction, because she had Gerry hooked, and also because as the office door had opened, Sophie was the one to walk through it. She did so like to be right about things. As she passed Gerry's chair she put her hand on his shoulder, and at the same moment Sophie realised Eveline was in the office and waved before hanging her coat up. Eveline waved back, as she leaned slightly forward and said 'Your PA contracts are the top two documents in the yellow folder on the table. When I remove my hand I want you to immediately but casually reach down and pick the folder up. If you want to go ahead with our little arrangement then sign them before you leave the office. Wait till you've calmed down a little, and when you are ready you can come and get a coffee. If Sophie asks me anything I'll tell her you're finishing a part of the Ransons documentation, there's a pen on the table.' With that she let go of his shoulder and walked to the door, as she opened it she turned, outwardly smiling as she observed him doing exactly what she had ordered. It was nice to know he could do as he was told when required. She was aware that Sophie was walking towards her but she knew Sophies routine. As the first person normally in the office she put the kettle on and then checked her makeup while she waited. 'When you have done with the papers Gerry, just leave the file on my desk, do you want a coffee while I'm making one?' Gerry part turned and said 'Please, one sugar, white.' He smiled and raised a hand as a hello to Sophie before turning back to the folder. His face had been flushed red, but with the distance he was from Sophie it didn't matter. Only Eve and Gerry could have had any idea how flustered he was actually feeling at that moment. Eveline glanced at her watch as she left the office. She stood chatting with Sophie for a full 10 minutes before he arrived at the corner of the office that served as a mini canteen area. By this time the rest of the staff were filtering in. Gerry appeared pretty relaxed when he approached. Eveline wasn't sure what she had expected, but he had rallied around nicely and showed virtually no sign of what had just happened. Virtually she thought, because despite his managing to control his emotions, he still had a slight tinge of colour in his face, and more importantly, a tiny little damp patch on his charcoal trousers. Admittedly, she had looked for it as he approached, and the chances of it being seen by others were slim. She felt like her chest was going to burst. Had he signed the contracts? He was standing here talking like nothing had happened, and that amazed her. She'd thought he'd most likely get his coffee and scuttle away to his desk, but his usual brash nature was here in full swing. Full of himself as usual. She desperately wanted to get back to the office to find out one way or the other but the conversation was leaving no opening for an easy exit. She started to think she had got him wrong, and that despite her final push he had decided against it all and that the reason he was his usual confident self was because his masculine ego had kicked in and thrown him a life-raft. She began to have doubts and throughout the in reality, short conversation, she began to get angry with herself. She had misjudged him, and she was so sure she had failed and made herself look a fool that she felt rushed into checking the file before she herself got too stressed out. This was not how she should have been feeling, things felt out of her control. This feeling was hammered home even more when Gerry picked up his coffee, excused himself from the conversation and went to his desk to start work, her feelings going swiftly from the pleasure of sharing a secret to feeling she was being rejected. By the time Eveline extricated herself from the conversation at the kettle, there were six women happily discussing a programme they were following on television. Television was not her strongpoint and she allowed her to drop out gracefully. She walked into her office, observing the file was on her desk, closed and perfectly aligned in the centre, the pen placed parallel to the folder. It struck her as almost strange that at this moment she was noticing the placement so intently. She fought the urge to pick the folder up straight away, and instead she put her coffee down, and forced herself to go to the filing cabinet to retrieve the files she had been working on the previous night. Only when she finally sat at her desk did she pick up the yellow folder, and she almost held her breath as she opened it. As she was sliding the papers out of the folder she looked over to Gerry's desk and saw he was looking at her, and despite the distance, it felt like they were making eye contact, and he wasn't going to break it first. She finally looked down at the two sheets of paper she had almost unthinkingly put next to each other on the desk. He had signed them both. She looked back towards Gerry not sure what to expect in his face this time, but Gerry was now typing away at the computer, once again back in the world of his daily work. She once again looked at the two contracts, both similar in appearance, but obviously very different, each having the job description in its own large font at the upper left of the page. The first marked as 'Personal Assistant' she placed in the elegant glass tray she kept on the corner of the desk, she always thought it looked so much more professional than an awful office world plastic tray. The second contract she put back in the folder, and was about to put it in her bag when she stopped herself, opened it and slid it out again. The signature stood out clearly. She had seen it on so many documents and it always looked exactly the same. That same signature was on this contract, except the job description here wasn't PA. She slid the document back into the folder and put it away in her case deciding that she would lock it for the first time since starting at the company. She knew that this was one document that had to be kept safer than anything else she had handled for the company so far. This was the first contract that specified the job description as Sex Slave. As she put the case down by the side of her desk she looked over towards Gerry's desk, and this time he was definitely looking right at her, despite the distance, she could clearly see him give her a smile and a wink before he turned back to his monitor and started typing again. Eveline couldn't help but feel he was just a little too cocky with that wink. She suddenly had the horrible thought that he hadn't actually read the contracts properly. If he had just read the first and thought the second was the same, he may have just slid the top sheet up enough to sign the other. This was bad, if he hadn't read it then things could go badly wrong. She liked to be in control, and for the moment she felt that she was without a key piece of information and that wouldn't do. She had to know for sure. All her plans revolved around his total submission to her wishes, and the second contract left no room for him to manoeuvre. Without any further wait, she stood and closed the blinds on the windows and she dropped the latch on the door lock, though in truth she need not have locked the door. It was known throughout the office that if the blinds were down, she was either in conference, or was dealing with something that required privacy, so nobody ever interrupted her when the view of the office was blocked. But for what she was about to do, she needed to be sure, and she never knew when somebody from outside the team may make an appearance for something considered urgent. Once sure she was unobserved, she went to the recorder, stopped the tape, and turned on the television, changing it to the AV channel as the screen came to life. Retrieving the remote from the side of the set, she then sat in the chair Gerry had used earlier, pressed play, and then rewind so she could visually check the tape as it scanned backwards. She watched the fast moving image, and as she saw the moment she had put her hand on his shoulder flash by, she pressed play again. She was glad she'd moved the camera today, it gave a perfect view of Gerry in the chair and the table was fully in view. Feeling nervous yet giddy and also angry with herself for not being sure of every little detail, she sat and watched intently. Gerry had done exactly as ordered, a fact she already knew from earlier. From this angle she could tell he was adjusting himself when he sat back. The camera hadn't caught the bulge in his pants, but that didn't detract from his obvious discomfort. He had picked the folder up, and then covered his lap with the folder. She watched as he opened it and read through the first contract. It was a standard company contract and nothing he hadn't seen or dealt with before, but it was obvious he had read it thoroughly. She thought if anything that he read it a little too well but then remembered he was sat in the chair with a raging and unsatisfied erection, and if anything he was waiting for it to subside. After a few moments he took the first sheet and leaned forward, placing it face down on the desk. It normally struck her as funny that he did that, almost like everything in print was private and should never be exposed to others, but today she didn't give it much thought. She only wanted to see what he did with the second and highly modified document. On the tape she watched as he slid out the second contract. Initially he didn't appear to respond though he must have instantly seen the title ?sex slave? in large bold font. Then she saw him turn the paper over in his lap before looking over his shoulder at the door and outer office. Once he was satisfied that he was on his own, he moved to the corner suite, and the camera angle no longer caught a front view of his face, though he was still in view. He had obviously relocated to a position where should anybody walk in, he would be able to hide the content of the papers without fuss. Despite him being in profile, she could see he was reading it carefully. It took what felt like forever, but was actually maybe 3 minutes, before he sat back, briefly looking at the back of the contract before placing it face up on the folder, after which he just seemed to sit and stare at it. It took a good few minutes before he actually moved enough for the camera to register it, at which point he leaned forward and signed it, before retrieving the normal contract, signing that and placing them both in the folder. Had anybody else been able to watch the tape since he sat back, they would most likely have thought it was on pause. Eveline didn't need to watch any of this, she had seen him read it, and he had really read it, down to the last comma. She had his signature on the contract, and she had the contract by her desk. She knew she was smiling uncontrollably, but more than that, she knew she had Gerry. She stopped the tape at the point he left the office. Pressing the record button, she then unlocked the door and opened the blinds. Nobody seemed to have noticed she had been in seclusion in the office, nor did it matter if they had. She sat down at her desk and turned on her computer, suddenly realising that this was the first time since she had started with the company that the machine hadn't been turned on the moment she first arrived. As the computer thrummed into life, she retrieved the modified contract from its place by her desk, and quietly read through the main points again: ?Feminine attire will be worn at all times unless specifically told otherwise. That includes when arriving at the office for work (unless told otherwise), and should you wish to check your attire, then a full length mirror is available in the ladies restroom. Heels will be no lower than 3 inches, and stockings are a prerequisite. Total obedience is expected at all times for the duration of your contracted hours. If required to put on a show of any kind, you will do what you are told, when you are told. No refusals or hesitations will be tolerated.? As Eveline read the contract through, she found it harder and harder to believe he had actually signed it. There were some fifteen items stipulated in the contract. The only concessions she had left him were that he would not be permanently marked in any way, nor be expected to tolerate any form of pain or discomfort that she herself would not endure. Apart from those two things, he had just signed up to be her sex slave for a minimum period of a day a week, and two if required, each day to be a minimum of 2 hours, and up to 6 if she felt the need for it. Whether he knew it or not, he had signed up to try out every sex toy she had ever wanted to see on, or use on a man, and the more she thought about it, the more she realised that he had actually agreed to carry out some of her most unusual fantasies, and all of that had been achieved without any commitment for her to have sex with him. All she had to do now was ease him gently into his duties and find out if he was true to his word. The last thing she thought before going to the back of the main office to photocopy the contract and then returning and putting it away, was to do with one of the items in the contract. His requirement to put on a show of any kind left him open to a vast array of interesting scenarios. It didn't say it would be on his own, nor did it say who would be watching. This really would be fun. She folded the copy neatly in the middle of the page and placed it in an envelope and sealed it, then, setting it squarely in the printer she typed Gerry's name into the computer and added the Position of PA to his record, before finally printing the envelope with his name. Underneath were the words, Personal Assistant (SS). As the envelope printed out, she accessed the office intranet, and selecting Gerry's terminal typed in a quick message asking him to come to the office. She looked up to make sure he was still at his desk then hit the return key. A minute or so later Gerry was standing in front of her desk, looking outwardly calm. If she were totally honest, she felt that maybe they were both actually very nervous as this was a whole new experience for the both of them. But she could not allow the moment to become awkward, and she felt that now more than ever she needed to be in complete control. With that she handed the envelope to him, and trying to inflect authority into her voice, she said 'Welcome to your new position Gerry, this is your copy of the secondary contract. I would advise you don't lose it, and before I forget, I will need you here on Thursday at close of normal business, unless you would feel better starting the following week?' Gerry took the envelope and with a slight smile said that 'Thursday was fine' before turning as if to walk away, but Eveline stopped him and quietly said, 'One last thing, I think it would be advisable if we try to keep your additional duties apart from your normal job requirements. To that end we should try to keep the office atmosphere and working practices for your position as Gerry exactly the way they are. As to the PA position and 'her' duties, we should really have another name. I quite like Tina or Trudy. Give it some thought before Thursday and let me know, and on that note I won't keep you away from today's workload, I am sure you have plenty to occupy both your time and mind'............................ Next chapter complete and ready to follow. Thank you all for the supportive reviews so far. It's nice to know the effort is appreciated. [email protected]