Victoria quickly checked herself over in the mirror just outside the door of Samuel's office. He had left a rather cryptic message with the maid that he wanted to speak with her.
She made sure that her short skirt was straight and at 2 inches above her knee,it showcased nicely her lightly tanned skin and her shapely toned legs. She wore her sleeveless tank top without a bra, which showed off her firm, size C breasts. And although she wasn't overly tall , at 5'5" she was perfectly proportioned with curves in all the right places.
She knocked once on the door then opened it enough to peek her blond head in.
He was on the phone but looked up from his desk and waved her inside.
She quietly closed the door behind her then turned and walked slowly and gracefully to stand before him- her hips swayed slightly, her arms held at her side.
His office was in the west wing of the grand estate in which she had called home for over 10 years now. Victoria's mother had died when she was 2 years old in a car accident and left her father, Robert, who was Samuel's "right hand man" , a single father. Then, 11 years ago when she was 10, Robert was killed when he interrupted an armed robbery at one of the casino's he managed for Samuel. From that day on Samuel fulfilled her father's dying wish to take care of and raise Victoria. He ensured that she had the best nannies, maids and tutors and never wanted for anything. It had been a sheltered but good childhood despite the lonliness she often felt.
She took a seat at one of the two leather club chairs in front of his desk as she waited patiently for him to get off the phone.....
She made sure that her short skirt was straight and at 2 inches above her knee,it showcased nicely her lightly tanned skin and her shapely toned legs. She wore her sleeveless tank top without a bra, which showed off her firm, size C breasts. And although she wasn't overly tall , at 5'5" she was perfectly proportioned with curves in all the right places.
She knocked once on the door then opened it enough to peek her blond head in.
He was on the phone but looked up from his desk and waved her inside.
She quietly closed the door behind her then turned and walked slowly and gracefully to stand before him- her hips swayed slightly, her arms held at her side.
His office was in the west wing of the grand estate in which she had called home for over 10 years now. Victoria's mother had died when she was 2 years old in a car accident and left her father, Robert, who was Samuel's "right hand man" , a single father. Then, 11 years ago when she was 10, Robert was killed when he interrupted an armed robbery at one of the casino's he managed for Samuel. From that day on Samuel fulfilled her father's dying wish to take care of and raise Victoria. He ensured that she had the best nannies, maids and tutors and never wanted for anything. It had been a sheltered but good childhood despite the lonliness she often felt.
She took a seat at one of the two leather club chairs in front of his desk as she waited patiently for him to get off the phone.....