Chapter 7
It was just beyond belief!
It was all too good to be true!
But it was true. She remembered reading somewhere that everyone had his one moment in life...and if that moment was allowed to slip by, forget it, you never got a second chance.
Well this was her moment.
Her destiny called her, just like in the song.
She looked out her office window and sang out loud to the world, "You're going to hear from me!"
It was like going to Las Vegas and winning the jackpot. She thought about that for a few minutes, remembering the time she had actually won a hundred dollars at Keno. A hundred lousy dollars!
God, what she had won now was worth a hundred thousand, two hundred thousand.
But she had to go to work, stop this daydreaming.
Work, yes, and plenty of it. Planning, scheming, the whole Madison Avenue bit. Her mind was spinning. But it was a good "high" that had overtaken her brain, and she loved it!
She composed herself, and sat down behind her desk, working into the night preparing sales lists and advertising copy for the agency. Wendy had picked a leading agency to handle Fountain of Youth. She wanted quick recognition of her product to build the demand, then she knew the word-of-mouth publicity would give her more business than she could possibly handle.
Wendy knew that Toni was dying of curiosity about her discovery. The young girl showed her amazement at Wendy's peaches-and-cream complexion every time she looked at her. Wendy knew the girl was watching carefully, waiting to see if the bloom of youth would fade, but it never did.
She raised Toni's salary to two-hundred-fifty a week, partly for the enormous amount of work the girl was doing, but mainly to assure herself of the girl's loyalty, to bind Toni to her with the strongest of all bonds-money. It worked beautifully and Toni adored the lovely, successful woman and was quite willing to work any hours. Toni's own quick success by association with Wendy was staggering to her. She was earning more money than she ever dreamed possible, giving her a freedom she had never known before. When Wendy surprised her with a five-hundred-dollar bonus, it was icing on the cake, and Toni would have gladly died for her generous, lovely boss.
Wendy nurtured the impressed young girl carefully, convincing her to buy an expensive sports car and closets of high-priced clothes. She wanted Toni to get thoroughly addicted to the good life, to know and want all the things money could buy. This was accomplished in short order and Wendy was delighted to see the lovely young blonde glowing with happiness, a willing slave to her boss's money. Wendy knew immediately when Toni was completely hooked and totally dependent on her fabulous salary. She picked a Friday afternoon to put her plan into effect, telling Toni that she wanted her to work late again. She had already mentioned to Stevie that she would want him to come to the lab later in the evening, and she waited impatiently for the day to end.
When the last employee had checked out, Wendy mixed two drinks from her bar, then rang for Toni. When she walked in, Wendy smiled at her, handing her the drink as she motioned her to a chair.
"You've been working too hard, Toni. Drink this and relax; I want to talk to you."
Toni flashed her a grateful smile and took a long drink from the tall glass. "Umrnm, that's good...thanks, Miss Wendy. There isn't anything wrong, is there?"
Wendy laughed. "No, baby, everything is fine, so you just sit back and listen. Toni, we're ready now to start production on the most fabulous new cosmetic in the world. You've seen how it has worked on me...what do you think women would pay to regain the complexion they had as teenagers?"
Toni laughed nervously. "Most women would pay anything almost...do anything, to get their skin to look like yours!"
"Exactly! And we're going to make it so damned expensive that women will sell their souls to get it! We aren't going for the big nationwide distributors, expensive campaigns and sales forces! We're going to hit the market with one big splash, give certain women our 'exclusive' treatment free, then sit back and wait for things to happen!" Wendy paced nervously, draining her drink, then turned quickly back to Toni. "Toni-how would you like to make, say, twenty-five thousand dollars a year?"
The startled girl gasped, almost dropping her glass as she stared up at her. "Twe-twenty-five thousand? I-I can't believe it!" A silly grin split her face; then she giggled almost hysterically. "Miss W-Wendy:. . you can't be serious!"
"Quite serious, Toni, I assure you!" Wendy laughed. "We're going to make a fortune with Fountain of Youth. If you are with me...and I mean one hundred per cent...you can get your share of it! It means you will have to do what you are told with no questions asked, things that may seem strange to you! You will have to be available when I need you, for whatever reason I may need you-is that clear? Are you still interested?"
Without the slightest hesitation, Toni shook her head, crying, "Of course I'm interested! You know I'd do anything for you anyway, Miss Wendy! I-I can't believe this is really happening to me!"
"It's going to happen, believe me. Just be sure that this is what you want, Toni! When Fountain of Youth hits the market, we're going to be rich, but there will be certain demands on you-demands you may or may not like!"
"I don't care!" Toni cried stubbornly. "I-I can stand it if you can! Miss Wendy, I want the job-whatever it is!" She stared defiantly at Wendy, emphasizing her statement.
Wendy laughed softly, saying, "Okay, Toni, but don't say I didn't warn you. Welcome to the fold!"
Toni jumped to her feet and hugged Wendy excitedly, crying out, "Ohh, thank you, Miss Wendy, thank you! You won't be sorry, I promise!"
Somewhat taken back by the girl's sudden show of affection and exuberance, Wendy felt Toni's full breasts pressing into her own, a feeling that shocked her by the sensual feel of it and surprised her with the quick, erotic response she felt. The gleaming blonde hair was right under Wendy's nose as Toni buried her face in her shoulder in an impulsive gesture of appreciation, and Wendy breathed in the fresh, delightful smell of her youth before the excited girl pulled back, blushing.
"I-I'm sorry, Miss Wendy," she giggled. "I guess I got sort of carried away, but I'm just so happy! I'll never be able to thank you enough!"
Wendy laughed, hoping her voice wouldn't betray the alarming emotion she felt as she answered, "That's quite all right, Toni. I understand, I-I like people who show how they feel!"
Still strangely shaken by the young girl's innocent, impulsive move, Wendy masked her feelings by busily fixing fresh drinks for them both. She smiled as she handed one to Toni, then sat down facing the grinning girl.
"Very well, Toni. I will now consider you committed, a very important member of my team. Now then! I would like to ask you a few questions. I hope you won't be shocked or feel imposed upon by what I ask. Remember, I told you a few minutes ago that your new position with me would require your unquestioning obedience."
"I remember, Miss Wendy. You can ask me anything you wish." Toni nodded firmly, her cheeks flushed both from the two strong drinks and the excitement of what had happened to her.
"Good! To begin with, I assume you are not a virgin?" Wendy smiled as Toni's eyes widened at the question, and to her credit, she remained calm and merely nodded her head, lying.
"And I can further assume that you enjoy a healthy relationship with men-that you are not a prude when it comes to the various nuances of sex."
Toni nodded again, obviously confused now by the unexpected direction of the questions, and she answered in a tiny voice, "I-I don't think I'm any sort of...of a prude...I don't really know what you mean, Miss Wendy, but...." and she blushed again as the smiling woman watched her closely, "I...I do enjoy-well, being with a man...if I like him, that is!"
Wendy smiled, saying, "I understand, my dear. Now would you please remove your dress?'
Toni gasped. "Wh-what did you say? You want me to...to remove--! " She stopped short, staring at the calm, deliberate look in Wendy's eyes, and she knew the woman was waiting for her reaction, testing her. Without another word, she set her glass on the table and reached behind to unzip her dress. She shrugged her shoulders, letting it fall away from her upper body, then worked it down over the swelling curve of her hips and stepped out of it.
"Now your half-slip, Toni," Wendy ordered casually, hiding the confused feeling of power and excitement as the young girl quickly moved to obey her.
Toni had no idea what her employer intended, but she had no intention of showing the slightest hesitation. She knew quite well she would strip naked on Times Square for twenty-five thousand dollars a year and she was quite willing to follow along with whatever Wendy intended, innocently trusting her lovely employer to the fullest extent. She stepped from her half-slip and stood with her hands at her sides, waiting for Wendy's next test.
Wendy drained her drink as she stared at the lovely sight before her. Toni wore only a filmy net bra-the transparent cups strained by the fullness of her thrusting breasts. Her panties were matching, tiny bikini panties that showed the blonde bulge of her vagina. Her legs were smooth and beautifully tapered, full-rounded perfection. Wendy had seen girls partially nude before, as well as completely naked, but she seldom saw another female whose figure compared favorably with her own, but with a twinge of envy, she knew that Toni's was every bit as good. The girl was perfect in every respect.
Her eyes roaming slowly over her delightful inch of her body, Wendy said softly, "Ummm, yes, Toni. I'm quite sure you must enjoy a very pleasant relationship with the men! You are very beautiful! Now, my dear, if you would just remove your bra and panties I'll tell you why I'm putting you through this rather strange little ritual."
In spite of her determination, Toni hesitated, startled at the order to strip down to the buff. Then, blushing with embarrassment, she removed the two remaining garments, dropping the wispy bra and panties to the floor at her feet. With her head bowed, she stood completely naked, feeling vulnerable and helpless before her beautiful boss. Miserable with shame, she felt her nipples drawing tight, her breasts rounding out to ever fuller proportions as she felt Wendy's eyes on them. She fought the inclination to cover the golden fluff of her pussy with her hand, and with a supreme effort, she stood quietly as she submitted to Wendy's careful inspection.
Wendy laughed softly, her voice dry and brittle as she said, "You are truly lovely, Toni...so much so, I almost hate you!"
"Oh, no, Miss Wendy! I could never be as pretty as you. I've envied you ever since I came to work here!"
"I'm only teasing you, Toni," Wendy laughed, "but thank you anyway. You can sit down now. I imagine you do feel a little self-conscious standing there naked, in spite of how beautiful you look."
Toni saw that she didn't mean for her to put her clothes back on. Her face burning, she saw down in front of Wendy and waited for her next move.
"You haven't even asked why I'm making you do this Toni. That's good...very good!" Wendy exclaimed. "Now, Toni, I'm going to tell you something, something that you're never to mention. Only the two of us will know, so if it does leak out, I'll know exactly where it came from-and believe me, I'll make sure you're a fifty-dollar-a-week clerk for the rest of your life. Because of the complexity of the ingredients, what I am about to tell you is worthless by itself, but I still don't intend others to find out what we're doing!"
"Please, Miss Wendy, haven't I proved that I want to be loyal to you, that I wouldn't do anything to hurt you in any way?" Toni cried, still self-conscious in her nakedness, but holding her arms out to emphasize what she had done to prove herself.
"I know, dear...I only want to make my point clear. If I didn't think you could be trusted, you wouldn't be here...and you still may not want to be here when you hear the rest of what I will expect of you!"
In Toni's mind, she was becoming more and more sure that Wendy was a lesbian. She could find no other reason for her strange behavior in making her undress and sit naked before her. Even as she became certain that this was the case,-she wondered briefly if she would be able to go through with it should Wendy make a pass at her-or order her to perform some unnatural act, Trembling at the thought, she forced herself to admit that she would do it-would, in fact, do almost anything for the riches promised her. When she looked bacjc at Wendy, she looked at her in a different light, wondering how it would be, what it would feel like to be held by the beautiful woman, to put her hands, her lips...Her thoughts were interrupted by Wendy's voice and she flushed crimson, as if she'd been caught in the act.
Wendy chuckled softly. "I asked if you felt you were ready to hear the rest of my proposal." As Toni nodded dumbly, Wendy found herself looking at the golden cascade of blonde hair falling softly over Toni's naked shoulders, strands of it curling softly over the swell of one sweet breast, the pink nipple peeking shyly through. God, she is so lovely! she thought; then with a shudder, she forced her mind back to the conversation.
"Okay then, here goes! Fountain of Youth needs one special ingredient-an ingredient that is useless without my particular cosmetic formulas and in a particular order of preparation. However, this ingredient is completely necessary to the success of the formula. That ingredient, Toni, is semen! A man's semen!"