You concentrate on the chairman

You give up trying to make the program in your computer run. You were never good with computers anyway. Instead, you adopt the face to face approach. Ignoring the rest of the board members you concentrate your efforts on the most important person there, the chairman.

Mr Martins is one of the most repugnant men you've ever set your eyes on. He is in his late fifties and his belly is protruding from under the desk. What little hair he has is lanky and drenched in sweat and as you come closer your nose is engulfed by a smell of cigar mingled with sweat. As you start talking to him exclusively he seems to take notice of you for the first time ever since you entered the room. His glance moves up and down your body and finally rests on your breasts, which are just visible subtly from beneath the opening of your shirt.

You lose your concentration for a moment, but keep explaining your ideas to your boss for another five minutes. He doesn't seem to take great notice of what you're saying, but is kind enough not to cut you short either. You finish your presentation and leave the meeting feeling frustrated with your self for not making a bigger impact on the board. You feel like you've missed your chance.

You are surprised the following week when you are informed that the board has asked specifically for you to make next week's presentation as well. You are not surprised though to find out that this time your boss is staring at you throughout your speech. You actually feel like he is undressing you with his eyes as you speak to the whole board.

After a month in your first job you have become a regular at these meetings. You now feel much more relaxed and joke around with the rest of people there, who are all much older than you and seem to enjoy your youthful playfulness; most of all your boss.

Finally, one day you are summoned to your boss's office for a business issue. After hastily dealing with the few items you had to discuss with him, your boss clears up his throat and asks the question you had seen coming.

"Well, Sylia, now that we're done with business, a personal question. Are you doing anything tonight? I thought the two of us could go for a drink after work"

You were half expecting that this was the reason he asked you to come to his office, yet now that he has asked you out you hesitate for a bit.