Mr. Dexler asks Gwen for a favor......

Seated at her desk outside Dexler's office, Gwen Stevens tried to concentrate on her work but her mind kept drifting off to her upcoming wedding and honeymoon with her husband to be, Brody.

"Oh Brody..." she thought to herself as she envisioned his face, "I can hardly wait until we are married and on our honeymoon. We're going to have so much fun together working on starting our new family. It's so exciting...."

Her thoughts were interrupted as she heard her boss talking on the phone inside his office. His door was still open and Gwen easily heard his voice rising.

"No...no I understand but this is very last minute." she heard Mr. Dexler say into his phone, "I know he needs to do what he needs to do but this is really going to mess things up. OK...Ok I'll figure out something......"

Just then Gwen heard Dexler slam the phone down and shout, "Damn it!!!!"

"Mr. Dexler are you OK?" Gwen asked rising to her feet to see what was the matter.

Quickly stepping into Dexler's office Gwen asked her boss, "Is everything alright? Are you OK?"

"Oh Gwen....I'm sorry." the large man said looking up from behind his desk at his stacked secretary walking into the room with a concerned look on her face, "I'm OK."

Gwen's heels clicked on the foor as she walked over and stood next to her boss.

"Are you sure?" she asked in a caring voice.

"Yeah...yeah I'm OK it's just that....." Dexler began to say as he looked over towards the redhead's impressive chest, which seemed to want to burst right out of her tight top, "well you know that Ben Carlson and I were supposed to be going to that conference this weekend?"

Gwen said, "Yes, the one in Las Vegas."

Gwen was very familiar with the conference as she had made all the travel reservations for the 3 day business trip for Mr. Dexler and Mr. Carlson, the head of Marketing and Sales. They were supposed to leave for Vegas tonight and return three days later on Monday. During the conference/convention they hoped to see some new products and hoped to meet and network with several new clients in the evenings. It was a very important event.

"Well...." Dexler began to tell her, "apparently Carlson had some sort of a family...personal emergency and won't be able to make it."

"I'm sorry..." Gwen said as she moved behind her boss and began to rub his shoulders to help him calm down and relax a bit, "Can anyone else go in his place?"

"It's too short notice," her boss said enjoying her massage of his neck and shoulders, "and I really need someone with me."

"He's really tight and worked up." thought Gwen as she innocently tried to help relax him with her massage.

"Damn that feels nice." Dexler thought ejoying the feeling of Gwen's talented hands working over him.

"And..." Dexler added, "Everybody is already working on projects and contracts here. We can't spare anyone. Damn it! It's too late to cancel the room or airline ticket."

"I'm sorry Mr. Dexler." Gwen said as she continued her massage, "are you sure you can't get somebody else to fill in?"

"No not this late." he said, "I'm screwed."

Gwen was enjoying the feeling of Dexler's muscular shoulders and neck in her hands as she thought, "Wow, he's really built."

A strange feeling came over the curvy redhead as she felt her nipples getting hard inside her bra and a wetness forming between her legs.

"Come on girl stop thinking things like that." she told herself as her hands continued working on her boss, "You're getting married next weekend. He's your boss, for God's sake, and more than twice your age, not to mention he's black. Daddy would never go for that....but he is built like a tank."

"I wish I could do something to help..." Gwen offered.

"Hey!" Dexler looked up with a new found smile on his face, "Maybe you could do something."

"I'd do anything. Who do you want me to call?" she innocently asked.

"Maybe you could do me...the company...a favor. A big favor and come with me." he suggested.

"Me?!?" Gwen gasped in surprise, "Go to Vegas? To the convention????"

"Yeah why not?" Dexler said, "You'd be perfect. You know our company and our products. You could take notes at the meetings."

"Well I..." Gwen stammered.

"The tickets and reservations have already been made. Don't let us down." Dexler said adding, "Uh have you ever been to Vegas?"

"No...I um haven't" Gwen said.

"Well you'll have a great time and learn quite a bit too. You'll be an incredible help." he told her, "I know alot of hot spots I can show you."

"Mr. Dexler I'd be happy to help out in any way I can!" Gwen beamed with a bright smile, "I'll do it!"

"Great!" Dexler said with a smile, "I'll pick you up at 5:30 to catch our flight. Now go home and get packed. We don't have much time."

"Ok see you then." Gwen said racing out the door and then turned to add, "Thank you very much Mr. Dexler! I'll do a good job for you!"

Dexler just nodded and smiled as Gwen left to head home to get packed and call her fiancee to let him know she was going on her first business trip for the weekend.

At his desk Rodney Dexler smiled as he thought about going on the trip with his super sexy secretary. He knew he'd be thrilled to be walking around the convention floor with Gwen on his arm like eye candy. Having her along for any business negotiations would be a big plus too as he knew she'd be a nice 'distraction'. Entertaining some clients at a strip club would be even more exciting with Gwen along he thought.

At some point Dexler even hoped he'd be able to get a few drinks into her with the goal of getting her out of her clothes and into his bed. The thought of banging the heck out of the cockteasing redhead before her wedding night was turning him on.

Gwen had a hard time explaining to Brody, on the phone, that she was leaving for a few days on a business trip so close to their wedding, but he finally seemed to understand. He was glad that her boss was going to be there, to keep her safe.

Being that she didn't have much time she kept her office clothes on for the trip. It didn't take her long to pack a variety of sexy outfits, including some bikinis in case she had the chance to work on her pre-honeymoon tan poolside, and at exactly 5:30PM Mr. Dexler's cab arrived to take them to the airport..........................

What happens when they arrive in Vegas for the first day of the convention?

A peaceful night before the convention starts the next day? Dexler shows off his 'eye candy' on the convention floor? Dinner with some clients after the convention? Show Gwen the city?

All of the above or ??????