
Strangely impressed by the lovely girl, Bernie slowly walked over to where they were standing.
"Good evening, Mr. Wise," said the young man when his boss approached them.
"Hello, Bob," he greeted him in a resonant voice as he warmly grasped his hand. "It's nice that you were able to come this evening."
"Thank you," Bob smiled, turning his eyes to the young lady. "I'd like you to meet Angie Marlow, a new employee in our steno pool."
"Hello, Angie." Bernie smiled, taking the girl's hand. "You're a mighty pretty addition to our company."
A strange excitement raced through the man's body as he continued holding her hand while his eyes slowly wandered down from the girl's fresh young face to the soft deep cleavage between her ripe, half-exposed breasts.
As the evening progressed, Bernie Wise was very much aware of the way Angie Marlow was watching him from across the room, and he was finding it very flattering. Later, when he saw the girl standing alone, he quietly approached her.
"Have you been deserted?" he asked.
"No," said Angie, brushing her long brown hair back from her face; "Bob just had to make a phone call."
"That's a shame," he teased. "I was hoping you were stranded."
Angie had thought Bernie Wise was the most handsome man she'd ever seen when she first met him this evening, and now his flattery had her heart beating wildly with excitement. She couldn't believe he was actually flirting with her.
