New Job

I 36 got promoted. My former job was in HR, and I was referred to as the axeman. I was responsible for cutting staff. My new job was in the research section of the business, a neglected section, mostly. But a new CEO thought it was worth expanding; I had a no-nonsense reputation, and so I got the job of upgrading the section's potential. My arrival was met with concern about their job security. Of course, I told them why I was there, but it didn't ease their fears much at all. But with new equipment being installed, most relaxed. All except Milly 32; she was the office secretary/assistant and knew what was happening all across the section. Her job was safe, at least till I got up to speed. But by then, I would still need someone to assist me, and Milly was perfect. Already up to speed, replacing her meant extra work training a replacement. Milly was short at 4'6", perfectly proportioned, and wore glasses. The section was in its own building in another city from the main business areas of the company. It would mean travelling, and I was summoned to the head office. Decided to take Milly along, as she was up with all the research being done by our section. It was supposed to be a fly-in, fly-out trip. But things change, as they say; the meeting with the CEO went well- too well. As a result, we were asked to stay over for the board meeting the next day. Left to arrange our own accommodation. We got a hotel room together; only one was available close to the company's offices, just a mile away. Change of clothes was bought by me; we planned to sleep in our underwear. We ended up sleeping together and, on our return, living together. Now married, two years since we became lovers, and Milly is pregnant with our first.