14 comments/ 82229 views/ 27 favorites The Devil Wears Nada By: TheTalkMan (This story is posted on the Literotica website. Do not repost anywhere else without the author's consent. For fans of my stories, they know what kinds of things to expect. This story deals with similar themes as the stories by wannabeboytoy, seducedHylas, and Dark Betrayal, namely adultery, betrayal, and heartbreak. If stuff like that isn't your cup of tea, then you probably shouldn't bother reading it. I do not condone any of these actions in real life. This is just a story. Enjoy.) * Abby had always wanted to write the next great article. When she was in school for journalism she dreamed of being the person to break a huge news story. She studied the Watergate scandal like crazy, and hoped to someday do what those reporters did. That was her dream and she thought that nothing would stand in her way. But something did stand in her way, namely the economy. As she graduated from school, the job market went into the tank. Newspapers were dying off left and right, and Abby was finding it difficult to break in to the business. After months of phone calls and applications, Abby realized getting into newspapers was a no go. She then started to explore jobs at different magazines. This yielded more success for Abby. That was how she ended up in New York City, in the offices of "Style" magazine. This amused Abby because, quite frankly, she didn't know a thing about fashion, nor did she really care. She thought the girls that cared about clothes were shallow airheads. But since she needed a job, she would take anything. The only two magazines she had heard back from were "Style" and some car magazine. Abby waited patiently for the interview. She had arrived on time, but the woman who was interviewing her was running late. She was wearing a blue sweater and a knit-dress, trying to look nice for her interview. She was interviewing to be the junior personal assistant to the editor-in-chief of the magazine. And from what she had heard, it was a pretty prestigious position. Abby looked up as a young woman entered the room she was waiting in and set her stuff down on one of the two desks in the room. Abby knew this wasn't the woman she was interviewing with. She was too young. It took a few minutes before the woman realized that Abby was in the room. "Who are you?" she asked with a British accent as she took her seat. "I'm Abby Cline. I'm interviewing for the junior personal assistant position. I'm supposed to meet with Nina Baxter." Abby said. "Not in that outfit, I hope." the woman said, smirking as she looked at Abby's outfit. "What's wrong with it?" Abby asked, confused, as she looked down at herself. The woman didn't have time to answer as a flurry of activity entered the room. All Abby saw were two men talking to a woman as she walked into the main office Abby was waiting outside of. The woman appeared to throw her coat onto the desk of the girl Abby had been talking to. Abby looked over to the girl, and the girl gestured her heard towards the office, indicating that Abby should go in. Abby quickly gathered her things and cautiously walked into the office. The woman, Audrey, smiled as watched this lamb get led to her slaughter. She had no idea what she was getting into. The woman who was supposed to interview her was like no one she had met before. There was no chance a girl like her was ready to deal with Nina Baxter. Nina Baxter was a cunt. And that was what her friends would call her. Not to imply that she had friends. The people that were close to her were close because they were useful to her in some way. But it was doubtful she cared about any of them. She had risen to power within this magazine what felt like ages ago, and she had run it like a tyrant. This should have driven every one of her workers away, but it didn't for one simple reason: she was good at her job. She had an eye for fashion that was second to none. Nina Baxter had dictated what was fashionable and what wasn't for almost twenty years. Fashion designers were clamoring to be featured in her magazine. She was a harsh woman, and was too tough for most to handle. She was dismissive to her underlings and was cold even to the people that had worked for her for years. It was a thankless job, but for most, it was a springboard into the world of fashion. Anybody who was anybody in the fashion business had at some point passed through the doors of "Style" magazine. Surviving working under Nina Baxter was a badge of honor. Audrey had been working under Nina for about two years. It was a 24/7 job. She had to be ready to do whatever Nina asked, no matter what time it was. She had been hoping that Nina would hire someone else to help share the load. But looking at this girl, Abby, Audrey just knew Nina would eat her alive. She watched intently as Abby walked into the office. Abby looked on as a rapid conversation took place between this woman who had just sat at her desk and the two men talking to her. They were talking quickly about fashion things that Abby didn't understand. Abby didn't realize how many girls would kill to be in the presence of a fashion icon like Nina Baxter. After about two minutes, the woman looked up and noticed Abby. "Audrey." she said calmly but firmly. Abby watched as the girl she talked to earlier entered the room. "Yes?" Audrey said. "Who is this?" Nina asked. "This is Abby Cline. She is interviewing for your Junior Personal Assistant position." Audrey said. With that, Nina stood up. For the first time, Abby was able to take her in. For a woman who was clearly older, she still looked great. She was wearing a smart looking business suit, with a white blouse under it. The suit could not hide her great body. The first thing Abby noticed about Nina were her incredibly large breasts. Abby had to admit that those suckers were huge. They were much bigger than Abby's B-cups. Abby guessed they were on the larger end of an EE-cup, possibly bigger. Nina had a few buttons on her blouse opened, exposing a hint of cleavage. Her skin was pale, but a creamy pale as opposed to a sickly pale. Nina had a firm, fit body. For a woman in the fashion industry, she had to look her best at all times. As Nina turned, Abby noticed Nina's butt. It held up its end of the bargain, looking nice and round, with her pants molding around it. Abby had to admit she was a little jealous of this older woman's body. Abby looked at her face. Abby didn't know it, but Nina's true age was a closely guarded mystery. Nobody knew her true age, simply because it was not in her best interest to have everyone know. There were a few things though that illustrated her true age group. She had a shock of silvery gray hair, cut shortly but fashionably, looking extremely stylish. She had some crow's feet near her eyes. Abby noticed that she didn't have any laugh lines. Abby realized that this was a woman who did not smile much. Her facial features were sharp. She had penetrating eyes, which displayed her intelligence. Her lips were full and perpetually forming a pout. Her face shared her body's creamy pale coloring. But for her, pale worked. Abby stood still as she let Nina take her in. Nina looked her up and down, before giving her a trace of a smile. "What do you think, Piers?" Nina asked, with her breathy voice. An older man with a shaved head walked towards her. He looked her up and down as well. "Well, this sweater is not flattering at all. That dress looks like it was knit by my grandmother. She clearly doesn't understand much about fashion." Piers said. Nina gave a small humph of agreement, before Piers, Nina, and the other man resumed their conversation, ignoring Abby. Abby stood there for a few moments, unsure of what to do. The others ignored her, and Abby rolled her eyes before turning and starting to walk away. She walked a few steps before stopping. She realized that she needed this job. She couldn't just walk away. She needed to fight for it. She turned and walked back towards the others. "You know, just because I don't know everything about fashion doesn't mean I'm not qualified for this job. I am a hard worker. I'm dedicated. I'll work my butt off. I'll learn this stuff as I go. Just because I'm not wearing things that you would consider fashionable doesn't mean I don't deserve this job." Abby said. She was shocked at herself. She couldn't believe she did this. Nina, Piers and the other man were staring at her. Audrey was as well. She was shocked. Nobody ever talked about to Nina that way. Nina walked up to Abby and stared her down. "Very well." Nina said softly. Everyone in the room was shocked by this. Did Nina just hire this girl? Audrey was stunned. How could this girl, who clearly knew nothing about style, get this job? "Thank you." Abby said. "You start tomorrow. Be here early." Nina replied. "Thanks. You won't regret it." Abby said, smiling cutely as she turned and walked away. Nina looked at this girl and had one thought: this girl would regret it. This girl would regret getting this job. This girl had a little fight to her. Nina liked that. It would make breaking her all the more enjoyable. Nina loved to demolish these young girls. Nina loved breaking down these young, smug bitches who thought they knew better. It was her biggest hobby. To take these proud, independent women, and show them that they didn't compare to her. Nina loved to prove her superiority to other women. Why did Nina love to break down these, young, proud women? Why did she enjoy ruining these young bitches lives? Why did she want to emotionally destroy these women? It was quite simple: Nina was an egomaniac. She loved to stroke her own ego by tearing these women apart until they feel as if they don't belong in the same world as her. Nina loved to make these bitches feel like Nina was in a world above theirs, a world in which they would never know. This girl Abby thought she was so much better than them. She looked down at them for being in the fashion industry. Nina saw that this girl was happy and full of hope for her future. That would make this more fun. Nina would enjoy breaking her. Nina would enjoy breaking this girl down, showing her what a tough place the world really was. Nina would ride her hard until she couldn't handle it anymore. Abby would regret ever meeting her. ********** Abby's husband Nathan cracked open a bottle of wine in celebration. They were standing in the kitchen of their small apartment. "Congrats, sweetie." Nathan said as he leaned down to kiss his wife. They had married right out of college. Nathan was a chef. He had a dream of running his own restaurant, so he went to school for business, while working in restaurants, further developing his natural talents at cooking. It was at school where he met Abby. It was puppy love for them. Nathan had admired Abby's drive and ambition for making the world a better place. The fact that she was extremely pretty didn't hurt matters. Abby admired Nathan's fit body, good looks, and his smooth demeanor. Nathan was extremely laid back, and his good looks and calm demeanor made him a winner with women. He was also one of those people who was good at whatever he did. He was naturally talented. Abby felt lucky to have found such a great guy, and to have this great guy like her was an amazing feeling. Nathan had supported her during her job search, both emotionally and financially. He was supportive of every decision she made. He was a good husband. "Thanks, honey." Abby said with a bright smile, taking a wineglass from him. He had been so excited when she broke the news to him. That made her love him more. "So, what are you gonna be doing?" Nathan asked. "I don't know. Just assist her, I guess. Not what I wanted to do, exactly, but it gets my foot in the door." Abby said. "Exactly." Nathan said, "So what's the woman you're working for like?" "Well..." Abby started, "To be honest, she seems like kind of a bitch." "Really?" Nathan asked. "Yeah. She's exactly what you think of when you think of think of those women in the fashion industry. She seems like a bitchy, shallow old lady." Abby said. "It'll be an adventure." "Hey, we should meet up with Ralph and Cori. I'm sure they'll be pumped for this." Nathan suggested. "Sure." Abby said. Ralph and Cori were their two closest friends in New York. Since Nathan and Abby had moved to the city six months prior, Ralph and Cori were the two people they had become closest to. Ralph and Cori were not a couple, just close friends. Ralph was one of those guys that knew a little bit about everything in New York. He was the perfect guy to know for New York newcomers. Cori was an artist that had been trying to get things going in the city. She had had some moderate success, but not had her big break. Abby called them to break the good news. They were both pumped to hear the good news, and agreed to meet with Abby and Nathan for a celebratory dinner. ********* "Cheers!" Cori said, their glasses meeting in the middle of the table. They had met up at a restaurant, one of the nicer ones in town. All four of them took a sip of their wine. "So, where are you working?" Ralph asked. He only knew that she got a job at a magazine. "I'm working at 'Style' magazine. I'm gonna be the personal assistant to Nina Baxter." Abby said. Ralph almost coughed up his drink. "You're working for Nina Baxter?" Ralph asked. "You've heard of her?" Abby asked, surprised. "Of course I have. She's like one of the biggest fashion icons in the world." Ralph said. "I can't believe you're working for her. That's a pretty prestigious job. There are thousands of girls that would kill for that job." "Really?" Abby asked. "Yeah. She knows everybody in this town. I bet you're gonna make a ton of connections. I guarantee, if you get through this job, you'll get a great job immediately." Ralph said. "If I get through this job?" Abby asked. "Yeah. From what I've heard, Nina Baxter is a stone cold bitch. Like, a bitch beyond everything you've ever seen." Ralph said. "That's kinda the impression I got." Abby said. "Yeah, she will put you through the fire. If you're tough enough to survive her, you will be set for life." Ralph added. "Cool it, Ralph. You're scaring her." Cori said, slapping Ralph's arm. Ralph was a big guy, not fat, just a tall, big guy. Cori was a small, cute young black woman, so her slap did no damage. "So, when do you start?" Cori asked. "Tomorrow." Abby said. "Wow, that's fast." Cori said. "I'll do what I have to do." Abby said. "Well, honey, I wish you luck." Cori said. "Thanks. I'll probably need it." Abby said. Nathan leaned over and kissed her cheek. ********** Abby showed up at work around seven, not sure what specific time she needed to be there. There were people at work already when she got there. She reached her desk, and sat down at it, not sure what to do. She caught glimpses of Audrey, hustling around before sitting at her desk. Abby couldn't help but notice that despite her bitchy nature, she was uncommonly beautiful. And she had a good body too. Abby noticed that her breasts appeared to be unusually large for a girl her size. They weren't as big as Nina's gigantic boobs, but they were larger than most. Abby couldn't help but think, that if she were a less confident woman, she would feel inadequate. But, as all girls knew, breast size wasn't a big deal to most guys. Abby just smiled nicely at Audrey as she watched her hustle around. Audrey saw Abby smile at her, but Audrey just rolled her eyes, which confused Abby. She didn't have time to dwell on it. She heard the sound of high heels clicking on the floor, and as she turned to look to see if it was Nina approaching. As she looked, all she saw was a coat being thrown at her face and a bag being thrown onto her desk. Abby was taken aback by this. She didn't know what to do till she saw Audrey gesture for her to hang the coat up. Abby stood and hung the coat up in a closet behind her. She put Nina's bag in there as well. As she looked back at Audrey, she saw her rush into the office. Abby followed behind her. She walked in to find Nina giving instructions to Audrey tersely. Without looking up, Nina started talking at her. "Pamela, dear, can you call up Versace and see if their ready for to meet with me." Nina said. Abby looked over shoulder to see who she was talking to. She realized she was talking to her. "Um, my name is..." Abby started before being cut off. "That's all." Nina said softly, dismissing her. Audrey quickly walked out, and Abby had no choice but to follow. As they left the office, Abby called out to Audrey. "What do I do?" Abby asked. Audrey just smiled mischievously. She gave Abby a number to call. Audrey studied Abby as she tried to call Versace, and fail miserably, being hung up on quickly. Audrey smiled, dialed the same number, and did in five seconds what Abby couldn't do in five minutes. That was the story of Abby's life the first few weeks on the job. She felt as if she was a step behind at all times. She felt like she didn't have enough training. They just expected her to know what to do. Abby did pick up a few things, but she always got the impression that what she was doing was not quite good enough. She did not know that things were going exactly as Nina had planned. Nina always started off quickly. Light physical attacks, by tossing her bag and coat at her. At first, she would toss them onto the desk. In the coming weeks, this would progress to Nina tossing her stuff directly at Abby. First, the tosses would be light. This would progress until Nina was tossing her bag roughly at Abby, with enough force to bruise her. That was one of only a few attacks she had planned to break this girl down. She would not call her by her actual name. She would give her tasks that she had no idea how to do. She would give her impossible tasks. This light emotional berating would be a good start. This light attack was generally enough to weed out the truly weak women. Nina went through assistants like a shark attacking wounded prey. Most of her assistants didn't stand a chance. Audrey was one of the few that had lasted. Nina thought that that was due to the fact that Audrey shared Nina's cold nature. But Audrey wasn't ambitious. She was just a bitch, so she wasn't as much fun to play with. The ones who put up a fight were the bright, idealistic girls. Nina thought that Abby had some spunk. She would be a worthy challenger. ********* Abby did not enjoy herself at all for the first few weeks. This office was full of uncommonly beautiful women. It felt like she was in high school again, the way they treated her. Abby saw the women roll their eyes at her, either about her choice of clothing or her struggles around her office. Audrey showed Abby very little respect, as did Audrey's friends. The worst, by far, was Nina. She was even worse than advertised. It wasn't that she was outwardly mean. She was extremely well spoken and rarely raised her voice. But the way she dealt with Abby seemed evil. Her style of humiliating Abby was more psychological. She gave Abby tasks that she had no idea how to do. She would make snide comments about Abby's failures. Abby got the impression that Nina enjoyed the humiliation. Abby would go retrieve a steak for Nina for lunch from her favorite restaurant, only for Nina to disapprove, it not being cooked to her liking. She would send Abby to various designers to retrieve items of clothing, but Nina would tell her she retrieved the wrong items. She tried to have Abby arrange a private flight from Miami when she was stuck down there during a hurricane, even when the airport was closed. It was an impossible job! The worst was the fact that Nina refused to learn her name. She repeatedly called her Pamela. That really pissed Abby off, but there was nothing she could do about it. Nina was the boss. Also, Nina throwing her coat and bag into her face everyday didn't help matters. The Devil Wears Nada The most embarrassing moment came when Abby had to deliver a book detailing some of the new clothing coming out. Nina was at home, and Abby would have to deliver it to her house personally. Audrey had done this job before, and she had passed off this errand to Abby. Audrey laid out very detailed instructions on what to do when she arrived at Nina's house. Walk in, go straight into a hallway, and set it on a particular table. It must be on that particular table. Don't go upstairs, don't disturb Nina, don't deviate from the instructions. Abby took a cab to Nina's home, book in hand. The cab stopped outside of a large house in one of the nicer areas in the city. It was a few stories tall. It was the type of house Abby dreamed of having. Abby stepped up to the door, and cautiously opened the door up. She stepped into the hallway and as she followed the instructions Audrey gave her, she realized there were two tables she could put the book on. Abby knew Nina wanted things done her way, so Abby just stood there, trying to figure out which table to put the book on. "Hey." she heard, a whispering voice from the side. Abby looked over and saw two small children peeking out of a door. It was two little girl's. Abby was shocked by this. She never got the impression that Nina had kids. "Where do I put this?" Abby asked. "You can take it upstairs." one of the girls said. "Are you sure?" Abby asked, remembering being told specifically not to go upstairs. "It's okay. Go to the third floor." the other little girl said. Abby nodded to them and started to slowly head upstairs. She went up slowly, not sure if she was doing the right thing. As she reached the second floor and started to head towards the third, she started to hear a creaking noise. This caused her to pause before she continued. The creaking got louder as she got closer to the third floor. As she reached the third floor, she looked to her left, looking for the source of the creaking. She was staring at a closed door. Then, she heard a noise that erased all doubt of what was going on. "Oh, fuck yes! Keep fucking me! C'mon! Harder! Harder!" a voice said, the unmistakable voice of Nina. 'Holy crap' Abby thought. Nina was having sex! Abby heard the fast creaking of the bed, and the unmistakable sound of skin slapping together. Whatever going on behind that door was fast and rough. "Just cum in me! C'mon, do it! Cum in me! Please!" Abby heard Nina beg. She heard both Nina and her partner groan loudly as simultaneous orgasm hit them both. Abby was frozen to the spot, terrified of being caught. As the sounds disappeared, Abby started to move. The silence was torn apart by the loud squeal of the floor board as Abby moved. Abby realized she was about to be caught, so she started to rush downstairs. She was not quick enough, as the door opened and she heard footsteps start to approach. She was at the landing on the stairs when Nina came into view. Nina was wearing a golden silk robe. She was just closing up her robe as she appeared to Abby's view. Even as she closed the robe, Abby couldn't help but notice Nina's large breasts forcing their way out, bursting to be uncovered. Her large cleavage was exposed. Abby had never seen Nina this dressed down. Her body was still covered in sweat, evidence of the rough sex she just had. "What are you doing here?" Nina asked. "I'm so sorry. I just... came to deliver this book." Abby replied. Nina looked down at her, literally and metaphorically. Nina was clearly angry. "Well, bring it up here." Nina said angrily. Abby walked up the stairs and handed Nina the book. She could smell sex in the air. Abby looked over at the now open door. She saw a handsome older man, half covered. He was moving slowly, as if he had just been through a battle. "That's all." Nina said, looking right at Abby. Abby apologized again and hurried down the stairs. She rushed out of the house, mortified. Nina's attitude worsened towards her the next day. Work got harder and harder for Abby. She could never do well enough. Nina would give her order after order, and never give her any praise. Nina was having fun with this girl. This girl Abby had hung tough, and Nina was ready to step up her game. While Abby catching her having sex with her husband was not part of the plan, it didn't hurt matters. In fact, it quite helped things. Nina took great pride in giving Abby a glimpse of what real sex was. Real sex by a real woman. Not that namby-pamby lovemaking that girls like Abby no doubt performed. Nina loved to show the fact that she was capable of things in the bedroom that no young girl could dream of doing. Nina was an expert in rough, brutal fucking. The kind that most men couldn't handle. The kind of fucking where it took normal men days to recover from. Nina was a highly sexual woman. Years and years of practice had led Nina to become a spectacular fuck. Nina's husband used to be able to come close to matching her. But as he aged, his stamina waned, while hers only increased. As they aged, he had become a lame fuck, while she only got better and better. Her husband basically just lied there and let Nina attempt to slake her gross, disgusting sexual needs. While she always wanted their fucks to become nastier and nastier, he always refused, knowing he couldn't keep up with her. He knew he couldn't handle what she wanted. Night after night, she attempted to slake her thirst for rough, nasty sex, but she could never get there. Her husband had become too weak of a man sexually to give her the pleasure she craved. Due to this, their marriage was on the rocks. Could Nina saddle herself with a man who could pleasure her like she truly needed? ********* For the first month or two, Abby was being run ragged at work. To be honest, she hated her job. A lot of her conversations at home with Nathan would end up being her bitching to Nathan about Nina or the other bitches she worked with. Nathan listened to her and let her vent. He was very supportive to his wife. And he believed her. He could just tell that this Nina woman was a bitch. It was about two months into the job when things started to change. Abby was working late. Nina and Audrey had both gone home. As Abby worked at her computer, Piers walked into Nina's office to drop something off. As he walked back out, he spoke to Abby. "How are you doing, honey?" he asked. She looked up at him. "Well, it's been something." Abby said, having trouble hiding her true feelings. "Honey, I've seen a lot of girls in that chair. A thousand girls would kill to be where you're at." Piers said. "I keep hearing that." Abby said. "You want my advice?" Piers said. "Sure." Abby said. "I think the problem is that you don't take this job seriously." Piers started. "I do! I try my best, but I never feel like its good enough." Abby said. "You don't take the fashion industry seriously. Abby, I think you look down at us. I think that you believe you are above us. You need to show that you take this industry seriously. And you can't try your best. To get anywhere, you need to go above and beyond. That's what it takes." Piers said. Abby listened, taking his words to heart. "What do you think I should do?" Abby asked. "Honey, you need to learn everything you can about fashion. You need to dive in headfirst. And to be honest, sweetie, you need to dress better." he replied. "I like how I dress." she replied. "You're in the fashion industry, Abby. You need to dress the part." Piers said. "I tell you what, tomorrow at six, come down to my office. I can make something out of you." Abby agreed. Piers left the office. Abby resolved herself to improve. ********* Abby felt like a fashion model as she dealt with Piers. Piers had her try on outfit after outfit, trying to find out which looked flattered her best. Piers posed her in mirrors, and him and his assistants put her though outfit after outfit. Abby learned a lot by doing this. She learned some of the fashion terms she didn't previously understand. Finally, she left with a collection of fashionable outfits. As she emerged in her apartment that morning in her new outfit, she saw Nathan's jaw drop. "Wow." he said, admiring his wife. He had never seen her look better. "You like?" she said with a smile. "I really like." he said, reaching around her and pulling her into an embrace. They kissed a few times before Abby pushed him away. "C'mon, I gotta go. Save it for tonight." Abby said with a giggle. She finally pulled away from him after another kiss and headed out to work. Abby had to admit that it felt great to walk into the office and to see the jaws of the other girls drop. Abby had to admit she looked damn good in this new outfit she was wearing. Audrey looked shocked, as did her friends. She even overheard one of Audrey's friends admit that Abby looked good. That made Abby smile. Even Nina noticed her. She didn't say anything, but she definitely noticed. Abby took Piers advice and threw herself into her work. She learned everything she could about fashion and the fashion industry. And it started to show. She was able to contribute more and more. And Nina appreciated it, in her own way. She started to include Abby in on things. She included Abby as she went to appraise some of the new products one of the famous fashion moguls was putting out. It was there that Abby learned from Audrey about Nina's way of judging whether she liked something or not. If Nina liked something, she would give a slight nod. That's it. Many fashion designers dreams were crushed by not seeing that slight nod. Fashion designers lived and died by that nod. As Abby's knowledge of the fashion world grew, so did her responsibilities. She was quickly involved in more important jobs. Nina told Audrey to memorize a list of names of people that were going to be attending a party she was attending. Audrey would be there as support for Nina. But, Audrey caught the flu, and was struggling to memorize the names. The day of the party, Nina noticed Audrey struggling, and gave the list to Abby, telling her to memorize the list, as she was now attending the party as well. Abby wanted to tell her no, since Ralph's birthday party was the same night, but she knew there was no telling Nina now. Abby got to memorizing the list. Abby called Nathan to break the news. She told him she would be late, but she would try to make it. Nathan wasn't happy, but he understood. Piers provided nice dresses for all of them to wear. Abby looked nice in a long, flowing dress. Audrey looked nice too, but was offset by her obvious sickness. Nina looked stunning in the dark blue dress Piers provided, the low cut dress exposing her monumental cleavage. Abby felt out of place at this high end party. Audrey and her both hung next to Nina. Audrey was doing a good job of providing the names of people Nina didn't know. That was until an older women, with salt and pepper hair started to approach. It didn't take a genius to know who she was. She was Dolores Tenhooven, Nina's counterpart at a different magazine. But the person she was with, a regal looking older gentlemen, was a mystery to Nina. "Who is he?" Nina whispered to Audrey. Abby could see Audrey struggling to find the name in her head. Abby saw her opportunity. "He's Sir Henrik Williamson. He is the prince of a country in Europe and she is Dolores's current squeeze." Abby said. Dolores reached them. "Dolores! So great to see you. And this must be Henrik." Nina said. They greeted her happily, even though it was well publicized the animosity between Nina and Dolores. Abby looked past Nina at Audrey. Audrey mouthed the words "Thank you." Abby smiled. Abby saw the opportunity to sneak away for a bit, so she went to the bar to get a drink. As she ordered, she was approached from behind. "Hello." A man's voice said. Abby turned to look at a handsome man looking down at her. He had a mop of blonde hair and a boyish face. "Hi." Abby said cautiously, not sure who this was. "My name is Simon Miller." he said, holding his hand out. That name rang a bell. Abby realized who this was, Simon Miller was one of the leading publishing magnates in the city. "Oh my god. I've heard a lot about you." Abby said, shaking his hand. "I heard you are Nina Baxter's new assistant." he said. "Yeah, I am." Abby replied. "How's that going?" he asked. "It's something." Abby said with a smile. "Trust me, everyone knows what kind of woman she is. She eats most of her assistants alive. You've probably been there longer than most of them." Simon said. "Well, it hasn't been easy." Abby said. "What's your background? Where did you go to school?" Simon asked. "I went to Northwestern for journalism, and this is my first job outside of school." Abby said. "Really? Send your resume my way. If you're interested that is." Simon said, handing her a card. "Oh, well thank you." Abby said, pocketing the card, glancing up at the handsome stranger. Abby chatted with Simon for a few minutes. Abby got the impression he was flirting. Abby looked over at Audrey, and saw her gesturing for her to come back. "I gotta go." Abby said apologetically. "Have fun." Simon replied with a smile. ********* Nina had to admit she was starting to be impressed by Abby. Her assistant actually started to dress like a woman, and Nina was impressed that Abby was able to look decent. She was a prettier girl than Nina had originally thought. Plus, Abby had started to illustrate that she was willing to learn. She had bailed Audrey out, and she had shown Nina that she was capable of doing good work in the fashion industry. But she couldn't give Abby any hint of praise. In fact, Nina knew the only way to go forward was to treat her even worse. Abby had shown she was capable to Nina. Abby thought things would improve. But that didn't seem enough for Nina. Nina called Abby into her office. As Abby walked in and looked at Nina, she couldn't help but marvel once again at her boss's good looks and spectacular body. Even from a woman's perspective, she would have to admit Nina was gorgeous. The fact that she was older somehow did not detract from her attractiveness. She still had a fantastic, fit, voluptuous body. Abby could only hope to have a body that good when she got older. Nina had left the top few buttons of her blouse unbuttoned, so Abby couldn't help but have her eye's drawn to Nina's generous cleavage, which was just pouring out. Without looking up at her, Nina started to speak. "My daughters are going to be taking a long train ride, and they need something to keep them entertained. You know those books about the boy wizard, I can't recall the title. I've heard that the author has an unpublished manuscript for an eighth book. My girls love those stories, and they are desperate to know what happens next. The author said she would never release it. I want that manuscript in my daughter's hands by the time they get on the train. If they do not get it, don't bother coming back." "What? That's impossible!" Abby replied, confused. "That's all." Nina said, dismissively. Abby walked out of the office angrily. If she would have looked back, she would have seen Nina smirk ever so slightly. Nina thought she had won this one. There was no way Abby could do this. Nina had thought she was making progress with Nina. Not so, apparently. Nina just gave her an impossible task. Abby had no idea where to start. She made a few calls, but people just laughed in her face at her request. Then, she remembered Simon. She had sent him her resume, but had not heard back. But he was in the publishing industry. If anyone could help her, it would be him. She called him up. "Simon Miller." Simon said. "Simon, this is Abby Cline." Abby said. "Abby! Nice to talk to you again. How can I help you?" Simon replied. Abby quickly explained what Nina wanted. Abby asked if he could help. "Hmm, that's a pretty tall task, Abby. I tell you what. I know some people. Let me make a few calls and see what I can turn up. Okay?" Simon asked. "Okay. Sounds good." Abby said. As they said their goodbyes and Abby hung up, she didn't hold out much hope of Simon being able to help. She looked around the office, and realized she didn't stand a chance here. Nina gave her this task simply so she would fail. Nina wanted Abby to fail. With that, Abby stood up, and walked out of the office. If she was not wanted here, then she didn't want to be here. She went out into the streets of New York. She heard her phone ring. She pulled it out and saw it was Nathan. She knew Nathan had not been happy with the time she had to put in at this job. She had been forced to miss a lot of stuff in order to keep Nina happy. Nathan understood, but that didn't mean he was happy about it. Abby had missed meeting up with friends and some other parties and events that Nathan had been looking forward to. But Nathan had been supportive. He knew how much she needed this job, so he let it slide. "Hey, what's up?" Abby said. "Hey, just wanted to see if you still wanted to meet for lunch." Nathan said. "Yeah, sure. Listen. I think I just quit." Abby said. "What? Really?" Nathan said excitedly. "Yeah, I think so." Abby said, unsure if she should be happy. "What happened?" Nathan asked. "I'll tell you everything when we meet up. Okay?" Abby said. "Okay. See you soon. Love you." Nathan said. "Love you too." Abby said, hanging up. She was about put her phone back in her purse when it started ringing again. She looked down and saw it was Simon. "Hello." Abby said. "Abby, you owe me." Simon said. "What do you mean?" she asked. "I've got it." Simon replied. "What?" Abby said, still confused. "I got the manuscript." Simon said. "How?" Abby asked. "Well, it's complicated. I know a guy who knows a guy who knows guy, that type of thing. All that matters is that I have the manuscript in my hand right now." Simon replied. "That's great, but I think I just quit." Abby said. "I did all that work. I cashed in a lot of favors for this Abby. I think you should reconsider." Simon said, not angry. "Well, I appreciate it, but..." Abby started. "Well, you can at least meet up with me. See if I can't change your mind." Simon replied. "Okay. Where do you want to meet up?" Abby asked. "How about you meet me for a cup of coffee? We can talk there." he said. "Okay, sounds good." Abby replied. Half an hour later, Abby met up with Simon in a coffee shop. They chatted for a bit, and Simon explained again what a huge opportunity this job was for her. He explained that Nina gave her this task simply so she would fail. Simon told her to imagine the look on her face when she handed the manuscript over. This more than anything convinced her to stay. Simon handed over the huge stack of papers that was the manuscript. Abby was extremely appreciative. Simon let her know that he would move her resume to the top of his list. As Abby walked back to work, she got a call from Nathan. "Hey, where you at?" he asked. "I'm on my way back to work." Abby said. "Why?" he said, disappointed. "It's just, this is a job that a thousand girls want to have. I can't just walk away. I'm not a quitter." Abby said. Nathan was disappointed, but he understood. He supported her, like a good husband. Abby walked into Nina's office. Nina looked up and watched as Abby placed the manuscript on her desk. "I got it. I got the manuscript!" Abby said happily. Nina grabbed the manuscript and started leafing through it. Abby wondered what complaint she could find with her on this one. "Well, what good is it to me here?" Nina said. "Don't worry. I made two copies and took them to your home. The manuscripts are in your daughters' hands as we speak." Abby said, knowing she was a step ahead of Nina for once. Nina looked at her. Abby saw a flash of emotion on her face, a look that showed she was impressed. The Devil Wears Nada "That's all." Nina said, not quite as dismissive as normal. ********* Nina was shocked. She had to admit she was now very impressed by Abby. Abby had done a task she thought was impossible. Nina realized that Abby was not a typical young girl. This girl was a fighter. Nina didn't think any woman could withstand her onslaught, but Abby had. Maybe Nina had finally met her match. Maybe she had met a girl who she couldn't beat. Nina didn't think it was possible, but here it was. This didn't bother her. In fact, she was quite pleased. The thought of having a protégé intrigued her. Nina thought that having someone who was as tough as her, as capable as her, and as ambitious as her could be a good thing. Nina liked the thought that having someone who she could train and cultivate. Nina realized that Abby was someone who could eventually take over for her in the future. If Abby could keep it up, she would be living the good life soon. Abby's relationship with Nina had improved from frosty to lukewarm. In Abby's opinion, she had surpassed Audrey as Nina's go-to girl. Nina trusted Abby for everything now that she showed how capable she was. Abby no longer had to ask Audrey for help. If anything, Audrey had to come to Abby so she could find out what was going on. Abby had quickly become indispensable to Nina. Abby was extremely busy, but she was able to find time to meet with Nathan, Ralph and Cori for dinner one night. Ralph and Cori hadn't seen Abby in awhile, so they were happy to see her. Things were going great until Abby's phone started to ring. As she reached to grab it, Cori grabbed it away. "Ooh, it's Nina." Cori said, smiling. "Hey, give it back." Abby said, reaching to grab her phone. Cori handed the phone to Ralph. "C'mon. Ralph!" Abby said, as she ran over to him to grab the phone. As she approached, he handed the phone to Nathan. The phone kept ringing, as if mocking her. It made her more impatient. She was able to grab Nathan's hands, and was finally able to wrench her phone from his grasp. They were all laughing. "You guys are assholes." Abby said, answering the phone as she walked outside. Nathan followed her, and as he joined her outside, she had just finished her call. "I'm sorry, Abby." Nathan said. "I'm going back to work." Abby said coldly. "Don't be mad, Abby" Nathan said. "This is my job, Nathan. It's not a joke." Abby said. "I thought you hated your job." Nathan replied. "Right now..." she said, as she hailed down a cab, "It's not my job I hate." She stepped into the cab and drove away. Nathan watched her drive away. He was disappointed in what she had become. Abby was not as fun loving as she used to be. She had always been career-driven but now she was an ambitious, almost corporate, girl. Her job had become her life. She had alienated her friends, and she had been distant from Nathan. He still loved her, but he hated to see what that Nina woman had made out of her. He hated Nina for doing this to them. He hated to see his wife at this woman's beck and call. He didn't understand how his normally independent wife could, under the influence of this woman, become so submissive. ********* Abby had been working day in and day out with Nina, so he started to pick up details about her. No one knew how old she really was. She was obviously older, as she had been in the public eye for some time. And her silver hair obviously indicated her age, as did the slight wrinkles on her face. But her hot body indicated otherwise. Her body was not one that had fallen apart with age. Nina was fit, with full, bulging breasts and a perfect, round, heart-shaped ass. Her body had filled out perfectly as she aged, forming the complete, smooth, sexy package that only a mature woman could have. She had a body that younger women would envy. Abby sure did. While no one knew exactly where she grew up, all they did know was that she started as a model. But her keen business sense led her in the direction of management, and she quickly rose to power. Nina was built for high society. So it was no surprise she married a member of high society, the CEO of a fortune 500 company. Her two daughters soon followed. Abby had only had glimpses of Nina's husband. The incident at Nina's house was the first time she had ever seen him. He had stopped by the office a few times, and, although he was handsome, Abby was not impressed by him. For such a rich, successful man, Abby was surprised at how Nina pretty much dominated their relationship. It was clear that Nina's attitude was the same at home as it was at the office. Abby was a bit surprised to see this successful CEO not wear the pants in the relationship. He deferred to Nina on just about every decision. If Nina told him to jump, he would ask how high. Abby also got brief glimpses at Nina's sexual nature. Abby was shocked to notice how men behaved around Nina. Whenever any straight man in the fashion industry was around her, they behaved like smitten teenagers. Men flirted with Nina like crazy. And Abby was shocked to see that Nina was surprisingly receptive to these men's advances. Most shocking was how Nina drew the attention of the hunky male models. Abby was shocked to see these muscular, gorgeous young men flirting with her bitchy, domineering female boss. Seeing this level of intimacy made Abby wonder if there was something there. Abby started to wonder whether or not her boss was having affairs with some male models. Abby didn't know whether her boss was capable of cheating on her husband. To Abby, cheating on your spouse was one of the worst things you could do. She viewed it as such a betrayal of trust. Abby didn't understand how someone could betray someone they vowed to love and cherish. Abby didn't know whether Nina was capable of that. Sure, she was cold, but there had to be something there that kept their marriage going. She couldn't be that evil as to cheat, could she? It wasn't just the flirting that gave Abby a whiff that something was up. Every week, Nina would have a set meeting with a handsome, male masseuse. During this meeting, the office doors would be shut tight and Nina would sternly warn Abby not to disturb her. An hour later, the masseuse would emerge, looking like he had just had a strenuous workout. And Nina would be in a slightly better mood. Abby hoped what she thought was happening wasn't the case. ********* Nina had enjoyed the occasional fling from time to time. In recent years, as her sex life with her husband had started to fade, she knew the only way to maintain her sanity was to get some on the side. She was too highly sexually charged to get by on her husband's increasingly lame sexual efforts. Nina loved her husband, and she loved her daughters dearly, but she couldn't deny her true nature. Nina needed sex and if her husband couldn't keep up with her, she would find someone who could. Nina had always had had men staring at her. She always knew she was hot. As she got older, she noticed that the men who were enamored with her were getting younger. Nina knew the effect she had on young men. She had gotten very good at noticing the looks these young men would give her. So, Nina indulged herself in them. They were mainly models or rich playboys. These men were better fucks than her husband, but there was still something missing. Nina was surprised that these young, virile young men still had trouble keeping up with her. These boys talked a big game, but once Nina got them between the sheets, they were woefully easy to dominate. Sure, she got pleasure in bringing big, strong men down to their knees. But most of the men she fucked were too easy. They didn't put up a fight. They were willing to be dominated. Nina wanted to find a man who didn't want to be dominated. Nina wanted a man who was resistant. Reluctant. She wanted a man who would fight back, but deep down wanted to be dominated. Until that time, she would continue with her many affairs. Nina's current favorite boy-toy was her masseuse, Alberto. She had been in desperate need of a masseuse, so she got in contact with the top massage agency in the city, one that catered to upper-class clientele. Alberto visited her home, when she was there alone, for an hour long session. Alberto was a handsome Latino man, exceedingly buff, with a strong accent. Nina noted how nervous Alberto seemed. Nina was wearing a thin silk robe, and as she started to climb onto the massage table, she was unashamed to slip the robe from her shoulders and flash this young man she hardly knew her bare ass. She rested on her stomach, and Alberto couldn't help but notice her massive tits balloon outward against the table. Alberto seemed terrified to get close to Nina. But it was his job, so he knew he had to. Something about this woman made him nervous. She inspired unexpected feelings in him. At first glance, he just thought she was just some rich, middle-aged, New York housewife. But something about her struck a deep chord in him and inspired strange feelings... sexual feelings. He didn't understand why. He had a lovely girlfriend, about his age. But this woman was clearly older, with silver hair. But she wasn't an old lady by any means. He was 25, and he realized that she could possibly be double that. But there was something about her. Something inherently sexy. He felt drawn to her for some reason, and that terrified him. He just wanted to get this one-hour session over with. He glanced at her and opened up a bottle of oil. He poured warm oil along her spine. He finally worked up the courage to put his hands on her. It wasn't until six hours later that he took his hands off of her. He didn't know what had hit him. Words couldn't describe what had just happened to him. Nina pushed him out of her house in the middle of the night, but he didn't want to leave. He walked out gingerly. His hips were so sore he was barely able to walk. He had never felt like this. He walked out of Nina's house with bruised hips, balls emptier than they had ever been, and an agreement to meet with Nina once a week in her office. It was Alberto that showed Nina something she had never encountered, which was a reluctant man driven nuts by her hot body. She had Alberto under her thumb completely now, and she had grown accustomed to his weekly visits. She enjoyed her sessions with him, but he was still too easy. He had barely put up a fight. Plus, she could tell he was not ready for the rough stuff. He filled her pussy up pretty well, and that was enough for now. It was the best she could get at this point, so she was more than happy to go with it. She wanted to maintain her marriage, but as time went on, she started to consider the option of moving on. She was getting tired of the obligations she felt with him. Early on in the marriage, he was the bread winner, but now, she was the one raking it in. She was financially set for life. She still felt love for him, but as their sex life suffered, her love for him started to fade. Her marriage truly started to feel like an obligation. Nina felt like if she could find the right man, a nice, strong, young man that could provide the rough sex she needed, then she would jump out of her marriage and into one with her new boy-toy in an instant. ********** The next big upcoming event at work for Abby was the Paris Fashion Show. Nina went every year with her top advisors, such as Piers and a few others. Audrey would usually attend, and she assumed this year would be no different. Ever since Abby's first day, she had mentioned how much she was looking forward to Paris. Whenever she would go, she would come home with a pile of new dresses to wear. Abby had never really thought much about this whole big Paris thing. Sure, she wanted to go to Paris at some point in her life, but she really had never really had her heart set on going to the fashion show. That was why she was surprised when Nina called her into her office to tell her the big news. "You need to clear your schedule for next week." Nina said, looking at a paper she was reading. "What for?" Abby asked. "You will be accompanying me to Paris." Nina said. "What? You're kidding?" Abby asked. "I don't kid." Nina replied. "What about Audrey? I thought she was going?" Abby asked. "Audrey has gotten complacent. Lazy. She has lost her place in this." Abby said. "I'm honored, but, I can't do that to her. She has been looking forward to this for months." Abby replied. "You will do it. In fact, you will be the one to tell her that you've taken her place." Nina said. "I can't do that to her..." Abby started. "You can and you will. If you do not, then don't bother showing up. If you do, then, there might be an editor position opening up around here." Nina replied. "But I..." Abby started. "That's all." Nina said, dismissing her. Abby was conflicted as she contemplated what she would do. She knew it was a mean thing to do to a person, to steal something they thought they had. But, an editor position would be huge for her career. That was why she put herself through the hell she had by working for Nina. It was the realization that her work would have been wasted that made her decision. Abby was going to Paris. When Abby finally broke the news to Audrey, Audrey was incensed. Abby couldn't face her when she did it, so she called her when Audrey was out. Audrey was near hysterics as she ranted into the phone as she crossed the New York City streets. As Abby explained that she was taking her place, she felt a strange rush that she couldn't explain. Audrey was so incensed as she walked that she didn't see the car coming. Abby heard the crash, and was immediately worried. Audrey ended up in the hospital with a broken leg and a few bruises. Abby felt like she had to visit. Abby feared she would face Audrey's wrath, but happily, Audrey was calm. Abby explained that Nina made her do this, and Audrey understood. Audrey knew how Nina was. Abby enjoyed having this conversation with Audrey, and for the first time, it felt like she was talking to the real Audrey. And she liked this version. Audrey told her to enjoy Paris. Abby comforted her by telling her there was always next year. Two days later, Abby found herself again in the lap of luxury, riding on a private place to Paris. ********* The first day or so of Paris was crazy hectic. It wasn't until the first evening that Abby was able to settle down and semi-enjoy the fact that she was in Paris. She was sipping a glass of wine in her hotel room when she gathered up some notes about her plans for the next day. She decided to walk over to Nina's room to go over those plans. She knocked on the door and waited for the response. Abby looked up as the door opened, and she immediately knew something was wrong. Nina's eyes were swollen, as if she had been crying. She had a wine glass in hand. She still looked spectacular, wearing a golden blouse over a black shirt, which scooped low enough to display a healthy amount of her two biggest assets. "What's wrong?" Abby asked, stepping in. Nina was conflicted. She didn't want to appear weak in front of Abby, but she needed someone to talk to. "My husband filed papers for divorce." Nina said, sitting down. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry." Abby said, sitting near her. "It's been a long time coming. Our marriage isn't what it once was." Nina said. "I'm so sorry. How are the girls taking it?" Abby asked. "They're okay. They are strong girls. But, I worry about them. It's been a long time since I've been single. I want them to have a strong male influence around the house." Nina said, sipping wine. "I'm sure you'll find someone." Abby said. Part of her doubted that. Nina was not a young woman anymore. She figured Nina would struggle to find a man willing to put up with her. Part of her wanted to say to just give up and accept the fact that she was going to have trouble finding a good man, but she couldn't say anything. Nina was a woman in need of assurance, and Abby needed to encourage her. "Oh, I know. Even though my marriage is over, I still care about him." Nina said. "I know it's tough. But you're strong. I know you can get over it." Abby reassured. They both sipped wine, and Abby could tell Nina had been drinking for awhile. "What caused this, if you don't mind me asking?" Abby asked. "Honestly, it was the sex." Nina started. Abby knew she was entering awkward territory, but before she could say anything, Nina continued. "I love my husband, but quite frankly, he didn't fuck me hard enough." Abby's eyes opened wide in shock at this statement. She was shocked at Nina's frankness. Abby didn't want to imagine Nina having sex. Not that it was an unpleasant image. It was just weird to her. Abby wanted to move on, but Nina continued. "I'm a woman. A woman with needs. And he has not met them for a long time. I like some pretty rough stuff, but he was unwilling to go as far as I wanted. That's where everything started. Sex is a huge part of a relationship for me, and he did not hold up his end of the bargain. I tried my best to bring the good stuff out of him, but some people are just untalented at that kind of stuff." Nina said, glancing up at Abby. Luckily, the conversation moved on from sex. For the first time, Abby felt like she was having a true conversation with Nina. They talked for a long time. Nina opened up to her, talking about her past. Abby started to appreciate Nina for the first time. She now recognized that Nina was a dedicated, incredibly talented worker. Her methods of management were unorthodox, but they had made Abby better. Abby had to admit she was a stronger worker than ever before. For the first time, Abby realized she kinda liked Nina. No more hate. Only respect. They chatted like old girlfriends for a couple hours until they began to part for the evening. As they reached the door, Abby turned and faced Nina. "You'll find someone, Nina." Abby said. "I know." Nina said, smiling lightly, but with confidence, and shut the door. ********* Nathan was irritated by the fact that Abby wasn't here with him. It wasn't that he wasn't supportive of her success. He was happy for her, but her success was affecting their personal life. Abby was ready to drop everything to prove herself to Nina, at all hours of the day. Often, Abby would come home late and roll into bed, too exhausted to spend any time with him. Ralph and Cori had both told him that they never saw her anymore. The problem was Abby was no fun anymore. He missed the girl he married. He knew the cause of all of this: Nina. He knew very little about her, but all that mattered was that she was taking his sweet, good-natured wife away from him. She was running Abby ragged, and Abby just took it, in hopes of earning her respect. All he knew was that if this new routine didn't end soon, he would have to do something about it. ********** Abby thought that her relationship had evolved after the previous night, but if it did, Nina showed no sign of it. She was as businesslike as ever. Abby was happy to notice that Nina was not outwardly mean to her. Small steps, Abby thought. Nina was disappointed in herself for the previous night. She had had a moment of weakness, and Abby had been there to see the whole thing. Nina was disappointed that the mystique was now gone to Abby. Abby had evidence that Nina was a real human being. Abby had power over her, even if she didn't realize it. This was not satisfactory to her. Nina's instinct was to push her away, to treat her worse, but part of her felt affection for Abby. Abby had shown herself to be a quick learner and a hell of a worker. She had shown herself to be trustworthy, so Nina knew Abby wouldn't go blabbing to everyone that she had seen Nina cry. For now, Nina was safe.