An interns directions

Bailey gave the older bald man two barley perceptible nods, still smiling at the thought of this punishment ending up easier than he thought. Turning around to face the door he took a few steps thinking about how he would have to clean a conference room or two, taking maybe five minutes at most and then spend the rest of his time sitting in the office with this guy. He wasn’t keen on the way the man looked at him, but some old bald guy looked at him while he played around on his phone all day. ‘Hmmm he is like a far cry from handsome, but he would totally look better if he shaved his head. Being in here with him isn’t like the best and definitely not like when I got a blow job at work or went into the back room with… whatever her name was that one time, but like almost no work and get paid is a super plus!’

Reaching for the door the little purse hanging from Bailey’s shoulder slid off, falling to the floor. Looking down at it Bailey pouted. “Sugar.” He pushed the office door closed, put his feet together and bent at the waist to pick it up, with no real thought to how he looked, only doing what he had been trained to do through repetition. ‘I should have like really dropped this off at my desk.’ Bailey thought, picking up his dropped possession.

Sitting at his desk George felt a need arise as the teen girl bent over in a way to really show her tight leather coated ass. If he had been standing up he wasn’t sure he could have resisted taking a feel, but considering how she bent over the idea of asking her to hold on to her ankles or just bending her over his desk so he could have his way with her… his mind started to wonder with the possibilities. When she stood up straight, putting her purse back on her shoulder without even mentioning anything made him think the little Best girl was a cock tease. She was more overt than her mother, but that woman knew what she was doing when she stood over him bending over to show him her breasts. Sure she acted like she had ice in her veins, but he was positive she got off on making the men under her horny and it seemed like the apple didn’t fall far from the tree, but in this girl's case he wasn’t going to be teased. “Little Best, Let’s talk about your place here.”

“Little Best? Sir?”

George went to shrug one shoulder, but ended up rolling it slightly to try and work out a kink he just felt. “It seemed fitting, but I can understand not liking the being called little. I assure you that I don’t think anything is little about you.” George nodded his head in the girl's direction, his eyes lingering on her chest for a few seconds. “How about sweetcheeks?”

“What!? I mean sir my name is…” George waved his hand in the air, considering the display she just put on sweetcheeks was perfect for the girl. She wanted him to notice her ass and he very much appreciated it. “I’m aware, I’m aware of what your name is. Now as I was saying.” George slid his chair back from his desk before standing up. The girl was taller than him in her heels and he was pretty sure without them he would only stand a little over her at his five foot eight height, still he leaned forward, knuckles pressing on his desk as he looked at her.

“Let me ask you something. Do you love your mother?” Bailey blinked his eyes for a few seconds, fiddled with his purse strap with one hand as processed the odd question. It was a weird thing to ask, immediately he thought of her deep blue eyes, long flowing golden hair and how the front part of her hair always wanted to hang down. He could remember her complaining how she had to use mousse or hairspray to get it under control, but it was just the way it wanted to be, it was her look. It was a silly, but happy memory, he wasn’t sure why that one bubbled to the surface and it didn’t occur to him at all that he thought of her first over the woman who had birthed him.

“Umm like… yeah. Everyone loves their Mommy, right?” George raised an eyebrow at the use of the term. Telling him the little Best was a momma’s girl.

“Mommy?” Bailey nodded it dawning on him a second after why he had repeated the word back to him.

“I mean like I love my mom, she is like the Best!” He tittered at the running gag.

“Hmmm, yes I’m sure she is. What do you think she does here?” He shook his head when he saw the girl move her eyes around his office and then turn her head back towards the door. ‘Not the brightest.’ He thought.

Bailey scrunched up his nose, he was rethinking it not being so bad hanging out with the guy in his office. ‘She is like his boss, why is he asking me this stuff? Does he like mean what she does with him specif…pacfic… with him? God he is like just staring at my legs!’ Standing there Bailey shifted one leg over the other so his legs crossed over one another.

“She is like the boss I mean well the boss of the floor, she umm… you do the payable stuff and someone else does the umm.” Bailey knew what she did, the man just made him feel so uncomfortable and flustered. The way he looked at him wasn’t like how Auggy looked at him, it was similar yet completely different.

“Yes, I’m in charge of accounts payable and Williams is accounts receivable, she is over both of us and…” George squinted at the left wall in his office as he thought, before shaking his head and motioning in the wall's direction. “Someone with a name that escapes me does auditing and all three of us report up to her.”

“Yeah, I know. See like I said she is the boss of like the floor, and like soon the building. Or like almost all of the building?” George nodded, giving the girl a smirk.

“Ahh yes, the promotion. That is where I wanted to take this discussion. Are you excited about her rise to power?” Bailey went to shrug, but quickly nodded his head a few times. The conversation was innocent enough, it just felt like something was looming over it the way he talked. ‘She gets the promotion, the reason all of this started… Aunt Megan gets the PI to clear my name, the medication stops my hormone problem. Like yeah buddy, I’m super excited.’

“I have some mixed news for you sweetcheeks, your mother isn’t getting that position. I am.” George continued on seeing the confused look on her face, an expression he imagined he was going to see a lot of throughout her internship or until he stepped into his new role.

“She is like off getting training and stuff now.” Bailey rolled his index finger around the purse strap, feeling lost. ‘Things are like going great, Derrick is like over the entire west region or whatever so he would know something was wrong or… yeah maybe there is like two positions opening, but like what is he telling me?’

“That is what I heard she was off doing, but really she shouldn’t have bothered. You might think she is getting the promotion because she worked hard and she is off fucking Connors, but that man believes people should earn everything they get.”

“She isn’t!” Bailey instinctively replied before the memory of him looking through the gap in the unclosed door seeing Derrick fucking his love.

“Trust me, she is. That is what women do to get ahead, they give head and they sleep their way to the top.” The smile on Bailey’s face cracked, forming into a frown, a bad taste forming in his mouth. Bailey wanted to say Mommy didn’t do that, but he knew she was sleeping with Derrick. He didn’t really think about it as her sleeping with him to get the promotion. She had needs… needs he couldn’t meet right, but the way this man was phrasing it made Bailey think she might actually be doing this because she thought she needed to, she was sacrificing like he was. He didn’t like to think about her cheating on him, it didn’t matter if he gave permission or if he had slept around, but at that second this creep gave him hope. A fragile thing, but hope nonetheless. “The problem is, she shacked up with the wrong guy. Connors believes people should earn everything, sure I know he might have greased the wheels a little by mentioning her name a time or two, but that isn’t how the game is played. A lesson you should take to heart girly is that it is who you know, not what you know that gets you into a job.”

Bailey swallowed hard, he already knew that lesson, the problem was the more this man talked the more he was unsure about the reason he had started all this. Everything that was done was for a promotion, and it was sounding more and more like he was saying she wasn’t going to get it. “Are you umm saying she isn’t like going to be promoted?” Bailey's voice in a pleading tone, he was pleading with the man to tell him that isn’t what he was hearing. George narrowed his eyes at the girl, taking in a breath while he pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Yes, that is exactly what I’m saying. I am saying she backed the wrong horse, while I know how to actually network. There are plenty of people above Connors and I happen to know them. They know me and were happy to offer me the position, so no she isn’t getting promoted, I am. Your mother will be reporting to me, the real problem is.” He paused for dramatic effect as he bobbed his head from side to side. “I don’t like your mother. I was considering demoting her down to receptionist. She is easy on the eyes, I think she would do well in a job like that.”

‘No, no, no, no,nononononoono!’ Bailey shook his head hard enough that his earrings bounced about in his ears and the clip holding his hair up threatened to come loose. “Sir, Mr. Brannon! Please you can’t do that! She, she, she works real hard like really really hard. She even like missed my birthday because she was working and and…” Panic started to over take Bailey, in that instant things started to feel like they were falling apart. His mind flashed through all the long nights she was out at work, the weekends, the days she continued to work while at home and how it all was because she was working towards something. She had sacrificed so much, he had sacrificed for her!

“Calm down, you are acting hysterical.” Bailey felt the man’s arms around his forearms, he didn’t even realize he had stepped closer, stepped around the man’s desk when he was begging him. “She also could be more trouble still here, would you have me fire her instead?”

With a deep intake of breath Bailey shook his head again, eyes wide in fright of that situation. He had been a little bitter that she put her career before him, he was even more bitter that she put it before herself and hearing that it was all about to be taken away because some cream and sugar man didn’t like her was insane. “Here is where the good news comes in.” George’s hands slid down the girl's arms till he was holding her hands in his own. “You working here, Gates assigning you to me, all that can change the future. You little Best can know me like I know the executives. If you make me happy, I see no reason why your mother can’t stay where she is. What would you do in order to keep your mother from being fired?”

Bailey felt like his mouth, his lips, his tongue all went dry. Running his tongue around his lips he tried to think and wasn’t liking where anything was going. George’s smile grew seeing the girl lick her lips, she seemed to instinctively know how to play the game to her strengths.

“Wha… what would you make me do?” George shook his head slowly.

“No sweetcheeks, I won't make you do anything. That would be wrong, the question is what would you offer?” Bailey looked at the man with wide eyes, he wasn’t blinking as he looked at him, trying to wrap his mind around what was happening. He felt his hands being tugged slightly as the man walked backwards, Bailey followed, not sure what to do. When he sat down in his chair, Bailey found himself mechanically taking a position in his lap as he gently tugged at his arms to follow. His mind felt numb as he felt the creep's hand wrap around his waist, the other resting just above his knee on his nylon covered leg.

“I would like it if everyday after you check your schedule you would bring me a coffee, black. I don’t like sugar or anything in it. You get that for me, put it on my desk and come and sit in my lap, just like this. You don’t have to, but I would like it. Could you do that for me sweetheart?” George felt a growing need to have the young thing sitting with him like this.

“I… I could.” There were no shackles, the man wasn’t even really holding him down, Bailey knew he could run away right now and yet he felt powerless, he felt stuck in place.

“Good, good.” George said, running his fingers over her thigh. “You do that and stay your normal happy eager self and I think we will get along just swell.” Bailey’s green eyes watched the man’s hand touch his leg.

“That's it?”

“That is it honey, that is all I’m going to ask of you. Anything and everything else is up to you.” George tilted his head forward slightly taking in the girl's scent.

“I… I can do that.” Bailey paused for a second after saying that, then slid off the man’s lap and out of his light grip. Not quickly he didn’t want the sugar man to be insulted, but still he felt a great deal of relief. “I ahh thought you might make me…”

Leaning back in his chair George put his arms behind his head as he smirked at the girl. “No, I would never.” He lied. “I do suggest you don’t try to do a lot of thinking, it doesn’t seem to be one of your strengths. You have a lot more going for you, in fact I have something you can do for me.” Even though he had just said he would never, it felt to Bailey like he was dancing around or trying to be coy about what he really wanted, dread filled him as he looked at the man’s crotch and then shame when the man laughed at him for it. “HAHAHA, no, no. Nothing like that. You see I have something I need to get done, an important task, something given to me by one of those executives and I want you to help me with it. I help them, they help me with the position and you want to help me and keep me happy don’t you cupcake?”

“Help you! SUGAR! No, I want to claw your eyes out!’ Bailey clasped his hands together in front of him trying to push down his anger. “Yes, yes sir.”

“Wonderful.” George got to his feet, stepping closer to the girl, putting one hand on her satin covered shoulder. “One of the projects Gates is doing, well having the interns do is digitizing files. Boring stuff, but bringing us into the modern age and all that, I’m sure she will get some kudos when she finishes. I might even offer her a position under me.” He paused, smirking. “As an admin when I take over. What I need you to do is distract her younger brother who somehow got a minor leadership role on this project. Nepotism I would imagine, but that is neither here nor there. Today I got word that he checked out some file folders that were locked away to be preserved, I need those files and you are going to get him away from his work area so I can get them. Do you think you can do that for me?”

“Yeah…” Bailey said hesitantly, not really sure why the guy was being so cloak and dagger about just wanting the files. “Do I like need to make copies or anything for you?” He asked, thinking about what interns or secretaries would do with files. Imagining the guy sneaking off with the files, him making copies and having to sneak them back into the box before anyone noticed they were gone. It didn’t make much sense if they were going to be on a computer after they were scanned though.

“No, no my dear. Just do what I ask, I like that you are willing to help, but all you have to do now or ever is just do as I ask.” George put his other hand up on the girl's other shoulder, turning her to face the door before giving her ass a light smack. “You just go off and do what you do best, distract the boys.