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We Need Some PAs - Part 1 free porn video
We need some PA's
The e-mail was distributed around the technical department. 'We need
people to work with and assist Senior Managers with technical advice.'
"Glorified PA's more like," said Paul.
"Dunno, could be a good way to get promoted," offered James
"Aye, though you'll probably need to sit on the boss's knee," ventured
another voice.
"And the rest. That'll be the least of your worries." Another useful
contribution.
Margaret the office manager knew that sending such a message out into
the male dominated IT support group would get such a reaction. Just
tempered enough not to cross the line into overt sexism. She also knew
that Universal Exports had identified that their senior managers, while
good in their field, didn't have the tech knowledge to deal with
suppliers or partners. The mail was to ensure that all had been offered
the chance, she knew she'd need to target and persuade. The irony was
that although the blokes saw this as a female PA post the jobs were full
time and would require travel so the ladies in her department all being
part-time and in most cases mothers of young kids probably wouldn't be
keen to apply.
"OK I was expecting that sort of response, there is a lot more to it
than you might think and James is right it will put you in front of
important people who could help your career if you manage to impress
them." That'll shut them up she thought.
"Why aren't you going for it then Margaret?" asked one of the guys.
"I've been prompted to my level of incompetence as you all know. I
couldn't do the travel and haven't the flexibility needed. Have a think
about it, it's a great opportunity. My door is always open," she
replied.
"But you haven't got an office," they persisted.
"It's a metaphorical door which I will slam on your head if you
continue." That worked, she knew they would be discussing metaphorical
doors for the next hour, guy's....
The majority of the guys would never consider such a role, they were
gathering tech skills ready to move on to better paid jobs. UE knew this
but couldn't match the salary's offered by the tech specialists, however
they did offer job security and good benefits which was more important
to some, they knew they got the enthusiasm and inquisitive attitude for
a while at least.
At the end of day with no responses Margaret closed her PC down and was
tidying up to go home when James came and asked if they could talk
privately.
"Of course, let's go into one of the syndicate rooms, nearly everyone
has gone but let's be discrete."
"Thank I'll just get my bag," he replied.
"I'm guessing you're expressing an interest then?" Margaret enquired.
"Could say that." He smiled. "I spoke to my dad at lunch and he said if
you don't ask you'll never know. It might suit, it might not."
"Sensible advice from your dad. I was careful not to oversell the
benefits in case I just got someone after the money." Margret paused.
"It will be a substantial pay rise, ?5000 to start with. But that's the
start, clothing allowance, performance reviews with bonus's, foreign
travel, it's a belting deal."
"Is there a 'but' coming?" James asked.
"Of course." She smiled. "Don't look too worried. The catch is you are
at the beck and call of the Manager so it's going to interfere with your
social life. Away at short notice, late nights etc. Be aware of this
before you decide."
"OK, things to consider," he said.
"On a positive note you'll meet all the movers and shakers in the
company and if you shine I think you'll be a senior manager in a few
years. No pressure, think it through, it's a good offer but not for
everyone. Here's the written offer pack. Talk to your dad."
"Thanks, I'll give it a good read through." James picked up his things
and headed for the door.
"Just one more thing and off the record. Do you think there is anyone
else who would be interested?"
"Maybe not interested just yet but Paul would be brilliant at this, he's
got the tech skills but is really good with people at all levels."
"You've confirmed my own thoughts, thank-you. That's between you and me
OK."
"Night."
"See you tomorrow James."
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The following day James had made his decision and he was going to go for
it. He had worried about being made fun of by the lads but reasoned that
the last laugh would be his if the opportunity was as good as it seemed.
As he walked in from the car park he saw Paul waiting for him.
"So?" said Paul.
"So what?" replied James
"I noticed your huddle with Mags last night."
"And?"
"Are you going to become a managers plaything?"
"I know we're mates but you can be a real twit sometimes. Yes, I am
considering applying for the offer. My decision. Make fun if you want."
"Sorry mate, can't help myself sometimes. I was asking as I was thinking
about it myself but was afraid to be the only one."
James smiled. "I thought to myself you'd be ideal so you have my
support. Let's see if we get selected but it'll be good to have a friend
along."
----
And so, they were selected, and appointed, and as expected they were
teased mercilessly by the rest of the team.
From start to finish it took 2 weeks to agree and complete the transfer
and it came around to their last Friday. They had seen secretive
meetings and (not very well) hidden envelopes so they knew their
colleagues were up to something.
A farewell card of course, with two girls on the front cover. They knew
where this was going now. The gifts, a makeup set each and a voucher for
a bikini wax.
"Guy's, I can't tell you how useful these will be," replied Paul in
thanks. "Seriously I can't tell you. However, as you probably think
we'll both be drinking Prosecco soon let's get down the pub and get on
the outside of some good dark ale."
That got a cheer.
-----
The following week they arrived at work in their best suits and went
into a cycle of induction courses and meet and greets with the senior
managers. They would be appointed to one but available to all.
James was picked up by Arthur Grimley and Paul by Sidney Willis. These 2
were long standing managers and while they needed the assistance of Paul
and James they were also providing the guidance to get the two younger
guys going.
The first surprise was to be taken to the local gents outfitters and
with the help of a stylist selecting new suits, shirts, shoes etc. all
on the company account. "You have to be well presented at all times,
image is very important," said Arthur. They had both noticed how Sid and
Arthur prided themselves on their appearance.
------
Paul and James got on really well with their manager/mentors. European
travel and long days made hard work as promised but the jobs were
rewarding and their knowledge was appreciated.
They met Sid and Arthur's wives and began to feel like surrogate Sons,
they were in a good place.
Six months after they changed jobs there was a charity week coming at UE
culminating in the dressup/dressdown Friday. "I don't think we'll be
joining in, we have meetings on Friday," Sid told Paul. "However your
old group are entering into the spirit, I believe they are dragging up
as nurses or schoolgirls or something. Margaret suggested it would be a
good laugh for you two to judge the favourite."
"That would be sweet!" said Paul.
No more was said as it was 3 weeks away. There were appointments for
that week but the week later they had been cancelled.
Arthur and Sid called James and Paul to a meeting. "Now we did say we
weren't able to do anything for charity day but our bosses have seen
we're free and were asking if we're doing anything. As you'd expect us
two old duffers aren't up for dressing up anymore, odd socks is about
our limit."
James and Paul laughed, Sid and Arthur were the least likely to be
anything other than immaculately dressed. They liked it that way and so
did their wives who ensured they were well turned out.
Realisation for Paul and James then began to dawn...
"And so we were talking to our wives...."
"Yes and..." replied Paul
"And.. They came up with a great idea."
"Great for who?" enquired James
"Ah well. We'll see what you think. We think it's great."
"I'm worried now," said Paul with a wry smile.
"Don't be, you'll be fine," Sid laughed.
"OK what's the deal?" James needed to know now.
"Our wives decided that as you are our PAs it would be most appropriate
for you to look the part. You got a lot of stick from your colleagues
suggesting PAs are female and you've risen above that and you're both
doing a great job. They just thought that, for a laugh, you'd dress up
for one day."
"We'll make a contribution to the charity if you'll do it. And a little
bonus for you as well for being good sports," Arthur added his support.
"OK I'm in," said Paul. "It'll be a laugh."
"Eh? Slow down a bit, I'm not sure about this." James was rather
surprised at his colleague's enthusiasm.
"Come on, it's a bit of fun, it's not going to kill you for one day. And
think of the charidee, and the bonus of course!"
"I'm not 100% comfortable about this."
"OK have a think. I'm up for it anyway. What's next Sid?"
"Betty and Jane are available tomorrow night to check you out and take
measurements etc. They think they have enough stuff from our daughters
that should fit OK. My Betty was a hairdresser and Arthur's Jane was a
beautician so I'm sure you'll look lovely and not a joke."
"James, take your time, this isn't compulsory, I would hate to think you
are feeling forced," said Sid.
"Same from me mate, no pressure," said Paul.
"Thanks," James was very unsure about this, he thought he's look like a
freak and be laughed at."
The following day passed quickly, they were all busy. Nothing was said
but James knew Paul was going to be measured and fitted tonight. True to
their word no pressure was exerted and he waved goodnight to Paul as he
left.
The day after that Paul came in a bit later with Sid and Arthur. James
could see he looked a little different but couldn't put his finger on
the details. He had a happy glow about him.
"So?" asked James.
"What do you want to know?" smiled Paul in response.
"Well, you look a bit different, what did they do to you?"
"What didn't they do," laughed Paul. "First off they took measurements,
I did try a skirt and top on and they seemed happy with the fit. They're
going to get some underwear for us, that's only fair. We are nigh on the
same size so all will be well if you choose to join in. Shoes are a
problem, my feet are bigger than their daughter's."
"But there's something about you."
"Aye well that'll be the cleanse and facial they gave me, wow! What a
feeling, my skin has never felt so good, they said it gives it a glow,
you can see that? And my nails?" Paul showed off his manicured nails,
filed and immaculately cut but no polish. "I'm going back again tomorrow
night for a practice and full makeover. Come down if you like, you can
be the first to see me in my full glory."
"That's Friday night."
"Indeed, they've asked me to stop over for the weekend to practice if I
want."
"Thorough," James looked at Paul who appeared to be enjoying this a
little too much.
"Are you coming then? They have offered supper and wine" Paul smiled as
he made the offer.
"No pressure, remember. I'll think about it."
"None at all," Paul confirmed.
On the Friday afternoon Paul met up with James. "Well?"
"If you don't mind I'll come along and see."
They drove over to Arthurs house, as it was a Friday they'd got away
early so it was 16:00 when they arrived. The house had a large drive and
there was plenty of room for them both to park up.
Paul was first to the door where Betty was there to meet him. "Hi Mrs
Grimley."
"Enough of that Paul, it's Betty to you. Oh! you have company this time.
Good afternoon James."
"Hi Mrs, sorry Betty, I hope you don't mind, Paul said why didn't I see
what you can do and make my mind up then."
"More the merrier, you will be staying for tea I hope."
"That would be lovely and very kind of you."
"Super. Now we have some work to do on this young lady," She said
smiling at Paul. "James, Jane will get you a glass of wine if you'd like
to wait in the living room. Arthur and Sid will be in soon so you three
can have a chat."
With that greeting completed Paul took off his jacket and followed Betty
upstairs. James and he had been to the house several times so he knew
his way around.
Arthur and Sid arrived after 15mins and after getting their own drinks
started conversations about anything except work. That was the rule,
football, cricket, why modern TV is rubbish etc. James settled down and
the time flew by.
Upstairs was slightly different, Betty had given Paul a set of lingerie
from Bravissimo but with a neutral control panty to ensure all was under
control down below. He went into the guest bedroom and wriggled into the
panty taking Betty's advice to 'tuck', once ready she came in to help
him with the bra and lacy knickers. Once the bra was on she filled the
cups with padding. It wasn't a massive bust just enough to give him a
girlish shape, he was naturally slim thanks to running and cycling.
"You haven't much hair on your legs but these thick denier black tights
will cover everything." Betty had to show him how to roll the hosiery
on. "What lovely legs you have," she commented.
"Something every young man wants to hear," Paul replied.
"From here on in you're a young lady, my dear," said Jane sternly but
with a smile.
"Of course, I apologise."
"Right then Paula, put on this wrap and let's get your hair sorted and
your face on."
Paul felt the carpet through his stockinged feet and it felt nice. The
ladies had him sit at a dressing table (mirror covered of course) and
told him to close his eyes while they worked away. First they painted
his nails then the smell and feel of creams, mascara and a spritz of
perfume filled the air.
"We won't be using the work clothes tonight, I have a dress for you to
wear instead."
"OK but I thought we were practicing dressing for work?" he replied.
"Well yes, but the skirt suit is a bit formal for tonight and you will
get used to the feeling of the clothes, the shoes and how to carry
yourself as a female. I think you will find this a very comfortable
dress."
She handed him the knitted dress and helped him adjust it over his newly
acquired shape. It had a short zip to complete the fit around the neck,
Paul felt a little shiver as he was confined by the garment.
Next came a pair of flat ballet type shoes. "We hope these are a good
fit, we will get some more formal or work ones later."
"OK they're good," he said as he sat and slipped them on wondering what
was meant by later.
"Let's have a look at you then, stand up Paula." After a few moments of
gently arranging the dress they removed the cover from the mirror.
Paul was quiet for a moment examining the girl in the mirror. She
wasn't a raging beauty but had a nice figure and a nice well made up
face. As he sat there not moving a he saw the girl as an image
forgetting that it was his reflection. It was only as he stroked a stray
hair from his face that the realisation dawned.
"I think she likes it" said Betty. "Better than I expected," Jane
concurred with a smile.
The 'she' comment struck Paul, now realising he was Paula, as he tuned
and felt the movement of the dress.
"Let's show you off then Paula," said Jane.
Another shock for Paula, it had seemed OK for Jane and Betty to see him
like this but now he was to show his bosses and colleague what he had
allowed to happen to him.
"Take your time on the stairs dear, those shoes are probably slippery on
the carpet. Easier than heels for the moment though," cautioned Jane
with a smile.
He slowly and carefully negotiated the stairs. Jane had gone down in
advance.
"May I present our new member of staff Paula," she announced as Paula
followed her into the room.
"Well I say. Scrubbed up very well," exclaimed Sid.
"Good effort ladies and well done you, Paul, sorry Paula."
James was dumbfounded he was sure Paul would look ridiculous but here he
was a very believable girl, his nerves gave him a shy girl look which
was endearing.
"Well James, what do you think?" asked Paula.
"Mate err sorry can't call you that can I. Stunning I really didn't
expect..."
"Remember all powder and paint and padding. Big thanks to these lovely
ladies."
Jane and Betty looked very pleased with themselves.
"OK wonderful said Sid let's eat." He had every confidence that Betty
and Jane would have pre-prepared the meal and so it proved.
All through the meal Paula was coached to smooth her dress before
sitting, sit with a straight back and cut her food into small ladylike
mouthfuls. James also noticed that she also received a smaller portion
than the men. When the meal ended it just seemed right for Paula to
assist in clearing the table and helping Betty and Jane clear up. James
was amused to see his friend in a pinny washing up and putting pots
away.
Eventually they came through with a pot of coffee, again Paula was
directed to serve and to bend her knees, not bend at the waist. When she
finally sat down the action of skirt smoothing was re-inforced along
with how to sit properly.
It was clear Paula was now being treated entirely as a girl. James
looked at his friend, still unable to believe the transformation. He
didn't realise but he was being studied by Betty and Jane.
"So James what do you think of your friend now?" asked Betty. "Will she
do?"
"She'll more than do," he said, falling easily into using the female
form.
Paula smiled. She had relaxed into the role by now.
A few moments later after clearly overcoming his demons James asked, "I
was just thinking, I know I wasn't keen originally but can you do that
for me?"
"Of course dear, finish your coffee and we'll weave our magic on you as
well," Betty smiled. 'Got them both,' she thought, Sid and Arthur would
be pleased.
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