Eager First Times

by Betsy Locke

  “Solomon and I aren't on great terms right now. We've been fighting a lot since he's always at work,” my mom said.

  “I'm sorry. I had no idea” I actually did have a little bit of an idea because I could hear them arguing all the time. I knew their relationship wouldn't last much longer. I could always tell when my mom was ready to move on. But I wasn't ready to move on from Solomon yet.

  “It doesn't have to be anything permanent. Just something to put on my resume so it will help me find a real job.”

  My mom thought about it for a moment, her fingertip tapping her bottom lip. “You might be on to something. If working for Solomon for a few months would give you some work experience, it could help your job search.”

  “I'm glad you're seeing things my way.”

  My mom put her hand up. “I'm not saying this is going to happen. Solomon is a very important man and I don't think he's going to go for it.” She paused for a moment for dramatic effect. “But I'll ask him for you.”

  I jumped at my mom and threw my arms around her. “Thank you so much. You don't know how much this means to me.”

  “If I do this, you better work your ass off for Solomon.”

  I nodded. “Don't worry, I will.”

  Chapter Two

  The first part of my plan had been a success.

  My mom had talked with Solomon one night and convinced him to hire me as his secretary.

  The morning of my first day was so nerve-wracking. I didn't know what to wear or how to do my hair. I wanted to impress Solomon with my professionalism. I knew I needed to go in the opposite direction of the skimpy outfits and laying it on thick. Solomon was into a more refined woman. And I set out to be exactly that.

  I put my hair in a tight bun and wore a long gray skirt with a matching blazer. I'd never worn a skirt that almost covered my knees. Usually they barely covered my ass.

  The finishing touch was a pair of glasses. I had worn contacts for most of my life but kept glasses for emergency situations.

  This was an emergency situation.

  My first day on the job wasn't exactly what I expected. I thought I'd be working closely with Solomon for the entire day.

  But he wasn't even there.

  Solomon was off on some business trip and wouldn't be back for a week.

  Why would he make me start when he knew he would be gone.

  All it did was reinforce the fact that Solomon wasn't taking this very seriously. He was just doing this as a favor to my mom.

  Well I would show him that I could be really good at this job. He would see the true benefits with time.

  So I had absolutely nothing to do but sit at my desk and look pretty. I was never trained and didn't even know what my duties were. I think everyone in the office knew I was connected to him and that I wouldn't be here for very long.

  I'd met a few of the other women around the office but most people kept to themselves.

  I used my free time to clean Solomon's office and snoop through his things. He was not surprisingly very private. He didn't keep many notes about his desk and everything was where it should be. Not a piece of paper out of place.

  What I failed to realize at first was that all of his personal details wouldn't be kept in a planner but on the computer.

  I hadn't even turned on the computer in the three days that I had come to work.

  When I hit the power button, I was greeted with a login screen. I never got a password or anything. I knew that if I asked somebody else, I'd get the same non-responsive look. Only Solomon would be able to help me and I still had to wait two days.

  Or did I?

  I looked through the desk drawers and found a piece of paper with a bunch of yellow sticky notes attached to it. It looked like it was important notes left behind by the previous secretary. And sitting at the top was her username and password.

  I wasn't sure if it would even work anymore since she had left but it was worth a shot.

  I typed in the jumble of letters and numbers and hit enter, crossing my fingers. The welcome screen came on and I jumped from my desk in celebration.

  But I didn't know what this had even accomplished. I didn't know what I was looking for.

  Solomon's secretary had kept everything very clean on the desktop. I clicked through folders and files looking for anything that would give me a leg up on Solomon.

  I found his upcoming schedule but it didn't reveal any information I didn't already know.

  As I was about to give up, I found a file that was suspiciously marked: Draft email to H.R. I wasn't sure what it meant but I clicked on it anyways.

  I read through the email that was paragraphs long. My eyes lit up as I discovered the content. The gist of it was that Solomon and his secretary had fallen into a secret romance. She described in intimate detail about their office encounters which excited me immensely.

  I wanted to slip my hand down my skirt and touch myself but there were too many people around. I leaned closer to the computer monitor and read every word of every sentence.

  The previous secretary never sent the email to H.R. There was no indication that anybody had found out about the two of them. So why did she leave then?

  Did Solomon fire her? Maybe he was done with her and threw her away like the morning trash.

  Whatever happened, I was going to make sure that it worked out differently for me.

  One thing that helped me over the next couple days was a file called checklist. It was a list of things the secretary did everyday for Solomon. It was a long list with specific instructions. How he wanted his coffee taken. Which newspapers would be brought to him in the morning. Everything had to be perfect down to even the tiniest details.

  I memorized everything. I read that checklist over and over again and made sure that I would be able to perform it perfectly.

  I needed to impress Solomon far beyond what he had seen of me before.

  This was a new and improved Gwen. A real woman who could make a man like Solomon fall in love with her.

  I just hoped that all this worked.

  Chapter Three

  I was so nervous the day Solomon was expected to return. I had read in his schedule that he was supposed to be back at the office at 10:15 AM. It was already 10:30 AM and there was no sign of him.

  I knew that things weren't exact but I was scared that Solomon might not come back at all today. I would be the last to know if his business trip was extended.

  The telephone sitting at my desk rang and made me jump out of my seat. The entire time I had been working, I'd never received a phone call. I had assumed that since he was away, Solomon had all his calls forwarded to him.

  I looked at the caller ID and noticed that it was from a number inside the building. I picked up the phone, “Hello? This is Solomon's secretary.”

  I knew that wasn't how I should answer the phones but I had no idea what to say or who I was even talking to.”

  “The man is in the building,” a male voice said. Then he hung up.

  I knew that it could mean only one thing. Solomon was finally here.

  The elevator across from me dinged and opened. There he was. Solomon stood there like a god, wearing a tailored gray suit and holding a black briefcase in one hand.

  He walked towards me with all the authority in the world. I watched him in awe and felt weak in the knees.

  Would I be able to handle this? This was beginning to sound like a stupid plan. I couldn't believe I had devised all this to get a man.

  Was Solomon really worth it?

  When he opened his mouth, I knew it was.

  “Good to see you, Gwen. Can you bring my coffee into the office.”

  I gulped and tried to say something in return but Solomon was already gone and behind a closed door. I gathered the three newspapers he liked and picked up his coffee that was made exactly how he wanted with soy milk and a little sugar. It was a little cold now since I had expected him to arrive a little earlier.

  I went to
the door and realized that I didn't have a free hand to open it. I tried to hit the handle with my hip but nothing was working. I looked up to see if anyone was watching me be a fool but everyone was focused in their little cubicle world.

  I set the newspapers on the ground and opened the door a smidge. I picked up the newspapers and walked into his office with as much confidence as I could muster.

  Solomon sat behind his desk looking at some papers. He didn't even acknowledge that I was there.

  I set down his coffee and newspapers on the edge of the desk like the note in the computer had said to do. “Here is your coffee and papers, sir,” I said in an unwavering voice.

  Solomon glanced over to the things I set down and then looked up at me with a smile. “That will be all for now.”

  I could tell that he was impressed that I knew exactly what to do. I left the office with a little bounce in my step.

  I sat back down at my desk and was ready to devise a plan of attack when a barrage of phone calls hit me. They weren't even in waves. It was just one after another.

  I had no idea how to work the phones so I didn't know how to send a person on hold over to Solomon. Soon I had six people on hold, all waiting to talk to him.

  The blinking lights were messing with my head. It was hard to process everything. The smart thing that I did was write down who each person was and what number they were on hold.

  I walked in with a piece of paper and handed it to Solomon. I didn't think he would like it this way. I assumed the previous secretary would call him and tell him everything but I wanted a more personal touch.

  I needed as much time with Solomon in the flesh as possible.

  Solomon looked over the notes. “I'll take the first one and have the rest of them call back later.”

  I nodded and left. It had worked.

  I went back to my desk and saw that Solomon was talking to the man on line 1. I told the rest to call back later.

  This wouldn't be too bad.

  I spent the rest of the day working the phones and taking messages. As the day wore on, I realized that I had barely interacted with Solomon. At least not enough for me to make a better impression.

  I wondered if it was all worth it. Maybe Solomon just wasn't plain interested in me.

  Then I remembered the other secretary.

  The secret romance between them was real. He probably had a thing for secretaries. If I played my cards right, everything might just fall in my lap.

  The door to Solomon's office opened and he came rolling out. “Gwen, I have a lot of work to take care of tonight. Can you stay late?”

  “Of course, sir. I'll stay as late as you need me.”

  I smiled. Everything was going just as planned.

  Chapter Four

  After 5:00 PM, the entire office cleared out. Solomon stayed inside his office and I stayed at my desk. I didn't know when he was going to call on me but I needed to be ready when he did.

  I brought out a compact and made sure my make up was perfect. My hair was still tight in a bun. I looked damn hot and it better pay off.

  An hour after the office closed, my phone finally rang. “Gwen, will you come into my office please.”

  “Of course, sir,” I replied. This was it. There was no turning back now.

  I opened the double doors to his office and found it drenched in darkness. The only light came from the skyline view of the city through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

  Solomon was an unmoving shadow behind his desk.

  “What would you like of me, sir,” I asked nervously.

  “Come closer, Gwen,” he said in a deep voice. I took a few steps forward but his face was still shrouded in mystery. “Now take off that gray jacket.”

  This was what I was waiting for so long. I did as I was told and took off my gray jacket. Underneath was a white shirt. My black bra could easily be seen through it.

  “Slowly take off that shirt. Button by button.”

  I started at the top, moving my way down, taking my time. My breasts began to spill out as I opened my shirt all the way. I took it off and threw it on the ground next to the jacket. I went to unhook my bra and Solomon stopped me.

  “Wait. Don't do that yet. Keep it on.”

  Solomon ordering me around was turning me on way too much. My warm spot between my thighs was already wet. Just the anticipation was killing me.

  Solomon finally stood up and came out of the shadows. His eyes were low and full of hunger. He licked his lips slightly as he inspected me from afar.

  “You have the perfect body,” he said. “Spin around for me.”

  I spun on my toes and returned back to Solomon. He was only a foot away from me now.

  “I've wanted you the moment I saw you this morning,” he said.

  “I've wanted you since the very first time I saw you,” I replied.

  Solomon gathered me in his arms and kissed me forcefully. His lips ravaged mine, his tongue sneaking into my mouth. I couldn't get enough. I hugged him tight and never wanted him to stop kissing me.

  His hand came up and squeezed my breast inside the black bra. He clenched them so hard that I thought they might pop. His fingers worked their way to my nipples and pinched until they became erect to his touch.

  “Now be good and bend over my desk,” he said.

  I walked over to the big wooden desk and slowly bent over onto his papers. Solomon loved things to be nice and clean but his desk was about to get very dirty.

  “What do you want to do to me, sir?” I asked innocently. I knew exactly what he wanted to do.

  “I'm going to show you what a real man can do,” he replied.

  His response made me ooze with passion.

  Solomon came up behind me and pressed his hips against my skirt. The skirt was so tight that I could barely move my legs apart. I could feel Solomon's hard boner pressing against me.

  “This skirt isn't going to work,” he said. Solomon went down my leg and grabbed the skirt by the slit. He pulled apart, ripping the fabric like it was paper. The skirt tore up my leg until it was just scraps hung loosely along my waistline.

  Solomon took a step back and admired his work. “There that's much better. Now stay where you are and don't look.”

  My hands found the edges of the desk and I held onto them. I could hear Solomon unzipping his pants. I desperately wanted to look. I wanted to see how big he was. But it didn't matter because I was going to find out soon enough.

  Solomon put one hand on the small of my back and the other ran up my leg. My black panties were the only thing preventing us from continuing. Solomon grabbed them in his fist and pulled until they snapped. He didn't even bother taking them off. They were broken on me just like the skirt.

  Solomon definitely liked some kinky shit.

  And I did too.