Alison was excited to start her first day of work and didn't mind being just an intern. Her plan was to be an executive in less than three years and president or vice president in five years and eager to prove why she was at the top of her business school class. She would be working at the famous House of Delano a perfume and cosmetic conglomerate with worldwide distribution. Although all the top positions were held by men, the success of the company was due to Ms Melisa Delano, who created a fragrance that built an empire and who also started out as an intern.

Alison reported to the office manager Megan, who was tall, six feet in the heels, and a no-nonsense demeanor. She reminded Alison of the teachers at the private school she attended. They would smack you with a ruler if you got out of line. Alison was assigned the lowest level clerk position. It was just filing, copying, running errands for Megan, getting coffee and lunch. The first two weeks flew by, and she had run into Megan several times other then the morning staff meetings, and the weekly review where she would stand in front of her desk and got feedback on her performance, which was mostly positive. She saw Megan twice in the bathroom and got the feeling that she was checking her out wondering if she didn't approve of her clothes. Alison always followed the dress code, business suit; skirt below the knees, white blouse, and jacket. The shoulder long hair was tied back. Alison's skin was the color of pearl with bright blue eyes. Megan had a deep, dark, perfect tan. Her makeup and hair were done by a very expensive salon making her extremely attractive. Alison was looking forward to the long holiday weekend. It was nice to have a job where you got every holiday off unlike fast food that never closed. Megan summoned Alison to her office and handed her a card with her address on it and said, "I'm having a little get together at my place on Saturday at six. It would be good for your career if you attended." Alison took the card and thought refusing was not an option.

The address was a condo in a very expensive and exclusive complex with a security guard, pool, sauna, and clubhouse. Allison was surprised when Megan answered the door wearing a one-piece dress with thin straps, cut low in the front showing off her ample breasts that were usually hidden by business suits. Allison was in work clothes.

"Please come in have a seat on the couch."

Megan went to the bar and started opening a bottle of wine. "Many interns come and go at the office. Some of them can't hack it, or handle the strict office regiment. Some of them never make it past just being a clerk. They are good enough but don't make the right connections. It's all about knowing who to stroke to get ahead."

Megan brought over the two glasses of wine and sat next to Alison.

"Is there just the two of us?" Alison asked looking over the lavishly furnished apartment.

"Maybe there will be someone later. I wanted to get to know you better. We are not at work take off your jacket and let down your hair."

Alison complied because even though they were not at work this was her boss, and she was following orders.

"Once in a while, an intern comes along that interests me, excites me." Alison had already learned from the clerks that Megan had no qualms about firing people if they didn't meet her standards. Others she had helped move up the corporate ladder if they pleased her. Megan never moved up herself because she liked the steady influx of interns, which were all young, women.