The Boss’ Daughter

Title: The Boss’ Daughter
Author: Nick Schwartz
Keywords: MF, sex, secret, affair, hotel, party, Christmas, shower, office
Summary: A salesman gets more acquainted with the boss’ daughter at the company Christmas party.

I had worked for Demasi appliances as a salesman for half a decade. It was a good job, good benefits, though the boss, Mr. Demasi was a bit of a dick. He ran the place and made sure everyone knew he was in charge. As long as you bowed your head to him at the right time you had little to worry about.

Every year at Christmas time the boss had one big request. He would throw a huge party at a hotel and expected every member of the staff to be there. In fact, those who missed it were often let go before long. Still it was a minor inconvenience, and he threw a wild shindig, along with an open bar.

After the first year I went to the party, I rented a room at the hotel. A few times I went early, said hello to everyone and then hung out in the room with friends. The room provided me with another benefit, I could come down at the end of the party, and act like I had been there the whole time. The boss always appreciated the people who were there later in the evening, thinking they weren’t just making an appearance, little did he know.

Mr. Demasi was a widower whose wife died a few years earlier, and he did not publicly dated. However, his pride and joy was his daughter, Audrey had gone to college and got an expensive liberal arts degree in writing. Each year she appeared to have one new passion or another.

The party kicked off with a cocktail hour in the entryway of the hotel, during which the boss would walk around the party, and introduce his employees to his daughter showing her off. Each year I felt it was a shame that his daughter was treated like a trophy. She was a beautiful and lovely lady, but I felt any man who made a pass at her would have a short time at the company once her dad found out.

I had heard about two incidents that made it clear. While joking around on a break one day, someone claimed to have slept with Audrey. By Friday, he was no longer with the company and someone was hired to replace him. Another guy made a joke about Audrey, and just as quickly, we had a new co-worker. Not that either guy was exactly a stand out employee worker, but both left with in hours of making a comment about the boss’ daughter.

The doors to the entryway opened as I reminisced about those sudden departures, and I turned. In walked Mr. Demasi, and with him was his daughter. Mr. Demasi wore his normal suit, but his daughter was dressed in a very elegant dress that captured my eye. It was red and hugged her curves with a low cut that showed off her cleavage. This was something new, rather than being the daughter of the boss, it looked like daddy’s little girl was putting herself on the market. Still with her father by her side, I figured she would be more than safe enough in this room.

As father and daughter made the rounds of the party, I talked with a few friends, a couple of which was looking forward to a greet and run. I fingered a pair of key cards in my pocket, thinking of who if anyone I would invite up to my room. While there was a couple women at the company who would join me, it’s always an awkward situation to hook up at the company party. I found that out when I wound up sleeping with a secretary a couple years before.

I was considering what I wanted to do when Mr. Demasi reached me I turned to greet him and his daughter.

“Hello Mr. Demasi and thank you for inviting me once again to your party.”

“You’re welcome, Nick have you met my daughter, Audrey.”

I turned to greet the vision of loveliness I had seen enter with her father.

“Ms. Demasi, it’s lovely to see you again.”

“Mr. Schwartz, please call me Audrey. It is a pleasure to see you again as well.” Audrey offered me a hand.

“In that case Audrey, call me Nick.” I took Audrey hand and gave her a polite handshake in front of her father.

Before the Demasis moved on, Mr. Demasi’s assistant Jeremy walked up and whispered something in his ear. Audrey and I looked at each other. I raised an eyebrow in an unspoken question, and she gave me a silent shrug in response.

Once Jeremy finished, Mr. Demasi turned to his daughter and said. “I’m sorry dear, I need to take a call. Nick would you mind entertaining my daughter until I returned.” With a nod,, he followed Jeremy out of the entryway.

I turned and gave Audrey a pleasant smile and she returned it.

“So you’re the Nick my father keeps talking about. The hotshot salesman?” She smirked at me in a way that dared me to brag.

“I have made a fantastic sale or two.” I was a superb salesman, but I was surprised her father would say I was one of the best. Though I still looked at Audrey, I knew I had to be careful, any minute her father would return and I might not get another chance to talk to her that night.

“In that case, hotshot, sell me on something? How about that wine glass over there?” She motioned to a tray of drinks that a waiter was carrying around.

“That’s too easy, Ms. Demasi.” I grabbed the glass off the tray and offered it to her. “You see, you already want this, you only need a reason to have a drink. Would you like a drink?” I toyed with the idea of testing my luck. Hitting on Audrey might get me fired, but that dress would live forever in my dreams, or at least until I found another woman to fall for.

Weighing my options, I knew I shouldn’t, but something about the way she looked at me made me want to kiss her. I knew I couldn’t do it down here in front of everyone but she might give me a chance if I offered her a different venue. The first step was to get her off balanced. I looked around the room to see if anyone was listening to us talking. Luckily most employees were a little worried by the daughter of the boss, or rather the wrath of the boss.

“Ms. Demasi? I thought we were on a first name basis?” Audrey looked a little confused, but took the glass of alcohol and took a drink from it. Most women looked even classy with a wine glass, but Audrey looked natural with it. The way she held it made it look like it was just an accessory to her outfit.

“It’s better to be professional in a sale, Ms. Demasi. However let me mention a few things I’ve observed about you. You see, I’m a keen observer of the human condition, it’s necessary in my field. Now first, this is not your first choice for an evening out. While you love your father, being trotted around as if some trophy, isn’t your style. You are a little more of a wild child, you enjoy a younger crowd, and are a fan of more relaxed circumstances.” I smiled at the end.

“I like to support my father, Mr. Schwartz. But it is true, the crowd here is a little older than I am used to.” Audrey looked around as she took a second sip and then looked at me and smiled. “At least for the most part.”

I didn’t react to the obvious come on though I recognized my sales style was working on her. I continued. “Exactly Ms. Demasi, you see you’re accustomed to a different type of party, but your father requires you to come to this party to be shown off. I’m sure after you get escorted around, you don’t know what to do with yourself after dinner or until your father ends the festivities at the end of the night. I’m also willing to bet most attendees don’t say more than hello to you.”

“Fair enough, you seem to have pegged my life, Mr. Schwartz. What else have you noticed?” Audrey smiled warmly, hopefully enjoying my observations.

“You suggested me selling you on the wine because while you’re here, you’re expected to be daddy’s little girl. Dainty, proper, and sophisticated, which means you don’t get to enjoy much of the good time the rest of us do.” I let her hang, I was ready to reel in my catch but I wanted to make sure she was interested in what I would offer her.

“So you clearly understand my problem. I believe you have an idea how to enliven my night, what are you proposing?” Toying with her wine glass, Audrey gave me another smile as she brushed her hair behind her ear.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Mr. Demasi returning and knew my time was up, I had to make my move, but then I realized I didn’t have to say anything more. I casually reached a hand into my side pocket, palming the card key that had the post it note on it with the room number. I offered my hand to the young lady again.

“It was a pleasure talking with you Audrey.”

Audrey took my hand and as she covered my hand and felt the card in my hand, I thought I noticed a different smile on her face.