I decided that I am hungry but needed a quick shower before I start dressing for the night shift. Once again, I felt nauseated. I took a slug of Pepto to help calm my stomach.

While I was in the shower, I decided to not masturbate. Not enough time, I thought to myself. I needed to dress, eat, and get over to the office by 6:30pm.

After the shower, I put on my navy-blue suit along with muted yellow long sleeve shirt. I had picked out a tie and handkerchief earlier but was now rethinking that choice.

I decide that I was just overthinking something as simple as a tie. I put the tie on and grabbed my wallet and keys to head to work.

All the way to work, I wondered in my head about Katie. Former military-what branch? Plain spoken-to what extent? Most requested-why? I trusted Tracy and to a certain extent, Sandra.

Yet, I knew that Sandra was management and Tracy was staff so 'trust' was like an egg, fragile yet sturdy.

I arrived at work. I was able to park on the first floor of the parking garage and was happy about that.

I debated on just going to the 12th floor to meet Katie or should I go to the office first?

I opted for the office (quietly hoping to see Tracy). Just the quick thought of Tracy made my cock stir a bit.

I grabbed my back pack and headed to the elevator to ride up to the third floor for the crossover to the office building.

When I got to the crossover, I took a deep breath still trying to calm my nervous stomach.

"Well, here I go." I thought to myself.

The security guy remembered me from a week ago. He congratulated me on getting the job. He didn't even look in my back pack, which I found odd but none the less I got on the elevator.

At the 8th floor, I got off the elevator and headed over to the Luxury Limo office doors. Again, no handwritten sign, so I just walked in.

Tracy saw me first and sprinted across the phone room. When she got to me, she leapt into my chest and kissed me passionately.

I dropped my back pack and put my arms around her and kissed her back intertwining my tongue with hers.

I could feel her wonderful body pressing tightly against mine. My cock was at full mast with her in my arms. Gawd, she always smells so delicious.

"Is that hard-on for me?" Tracy seductively asked.

"Absolutely!" I replied with a smile.

"No, its not. Its for Katie, isn't it?" Tracy asked with a pouty tone.

"Tracy, how can it be for Katie? I haven't even met her. I have no idea what she even looks like. So, stop worrying, it is because of you and for you if you choose." I replied.

Tracy let herself get down off me. She stood in front of me telling me that Sandra and Katie were waiting for me in Sandra's office.

My heart began to skip a beat. My head asking too many questions as I followed Tracy and her beautiful body to the castle doors.

Tracy knocked and walked right in to the office. I followed. I looked up to see Sandra sitting on the front edge of her desk chatting with a woman on one of her leather couches.

"Ah, Mr. Bradley. I would like you to meet our best driver, Katie Gogar. Katie, this is our new employee Mr. Bradley. I have a few things to go over with Mr. Brad, should take me about 10-15 minutes. Then he is all yours for the rest of the night. Sound good to you Katie?" Sandra asked.

"Yes Ma'am, sounds wonderful. Brad, I'll be in the breakroom on my laptop when you're finished with Sandra. Please come find me." Katie said as she was walking out the office door.

"HOLLY FUCK"

I was taken aback by her stunning appearance. She stood at 5'9" with long, black hair and straight bangs that framed her eyes. Her figure was curvy, with a noticeable bust, a flat stomach, and toned legs. As she walked by, I caught a whiff of her fragrance, which reminded me of roses.

I felt self-conscious thinking about Katie in front of Tracy. I looked over at Tracy to see her chatting with Sandra about something.

Tracy finished her conversation with Sandra and walked by me, squeezing my ass as she went by.

"Mr. Brad, we have to do a couple of things before I turn you over to Katie. We need to make you an ID card and code it to our electronics.

I need you to sign your contract. You left without signing it earlier today. But, the most important item is we need to discuss how to 'service' our preferred clients." Sandra said to me.

"Well, let's get started then." I replied.

"Put your backpack on one of the couches and follow me to the computer room to make your ID badge. Oh, no, no, no. Stop. Let's sign the contract first since you're right here." Sandra said.

I walked over to her desk where she handed me the contract. I looked it over, just making sure it was the same contract. Sandra handed me a Montblanc pen. I held the pen for a moment looking at it. I thought to myself that this pen probably cost more than half a million dollars.

I leaned down to the desk and signed my name. Sandra took the pen and signed her name. She buzzed her phone and asked Tracy to step into the office.

She came right in. Sandra asked her to sign the contract as the 'witness'. Tracy took the pen, signed her name, kissed me, and welcomed me to the team. Then she left the office.

"Now, with that done. We can go make your ID badge. Follow me." Sandra directed.

Sandra picked up the contract and headed for the castle doors. I followed and said nothing. When we stepped back into the main phone room, I realized that it was less than half full of young ladies on the phones.

Clearly, not as last Tuesday when I came in for my interview.

I followed Sandra to the computer room. She had me stand in a spot and the machine took my picture. We stood waiting for the machine to spit out my new ID.

Sandra picked it up out of the tray, waived it over some sort of computer reader waiting for a green light to appear telling Sandra that my ID card was now coded properly for the specific places I would be allowed to enter.

Sandra clipped the ID card to an all-black lanyard and handed it to me.

"Place this around your neck until you leave the building. Then put it in your suit coat for safe keeping. If you lose this you need to notify me immediately, this way we can deactivate it so no one can breech our security. Do you understand Mr. Bradley?" Sandra asked.

"Yes Ma'am. Since we need to talk about my service to our clients, should we talk as we walk back to your office or wait until we get there?" I inquired.

"We'll wait until we're back in my office."