Ms. Tanaka's Payback

From the first time she walked into the office, I knew that there was 
something different, very different, about Michi Nakata. She was not like 
the other summer interns that our accounting department typically hires. 
Maybe it was her stunning beauty, a tall, toned, Japanese girl, early 20's, 
with long black hair pinned back. Maybe the elegant clothes, all black power 
suit, black stockings, with perfectly manicured, ruby red fingernails. But 
it was those boots, those incredible boots that caught my eye most of all as 
she strode into my office to be introduced to me by Nancy Tanaka the 
vice-president of our Japanese pharmaceutical company.  They were black 
kneehigh patent leather with a platform heel. They looked brand new for her 
first day on the job and they certainly made a lasting first impression with 
me. I think Michi must have noticed my prolonged stare at her boots before 
our eyes finally met. She was the only women in the office other than Nancy, 
or Ms. Tanaka to all her staff, that I had to look up to as those platforms 
added four more inches to her height. I have never seen any of the other 
office girls wear something as sexy to the office,let alone in the office 
before, not since the early days when both Nancy, I mean Ms. Tanaka and I 
started working for the firm over 10 years ago when Ms. Tanaka wore sexy 
boots all the time. I was to learn later that Michi was Ms. Tanaka's niece, 
here to start university in the fall. This should have provided my first 
clue that something was up but I did not think anything of it at the time.

Ms. Tanaka and I were both recent university graduates hired straight from 
school to start in the accounting department. Ms. Tanaka, was a knockout 
from day one and seemed to easily impress the top brass who obviously 
fast-tracked her rise up the corporate ladder by paying for her part-time 
MBA over the years.  Ms. Tanaka remains the sexiest woman in our firm's 
office, populated with females except for Frank and myself. Since Frank was 
taking early retirement next week that would leave me the lone male amongst 
the 30+ employees in the New York office. Since Ms. Tanaka took over as VP, 
North America a few years ago, one by one all the male employess have been 
leaving, without revealing much as to why.  She hired all their replacements 
with young university educated women, with most fluent in Japanese.  Ms. 
Tanaka's forceful personality did not go over well with her male peers 
passed over for promotions over the years as she rose through the ranks. 
Whether fired or forced out in other ways they all had enough of being 
humiliated by a young aggressive female out to consolidate her power. All 
except me which was odd as she had the most disdain for me at one time. At 
one time we dated and I could see all these aggressive qualities in her 
slowly coming out. Once she started taking control of our relationship I had 
to escape and I dumped her and she never forgave me for that. I have always 
been waiting for her payback with me but it never came.  Was she saving me 
for her last victim? Maybe that is why I am stuck in my manager's office, 
the lone male, while she rules the roost from her corner office.  She 
certainly has played her cards right.

As Michi would be working under me for the summer and sharing my office I 
knew I was in for a treat, or so I thought. After the introductory chat Ms. 
Tanaka suggested that I should join her and Michi for lunch later after 
Michi got processed by Human Resources upstairs.  I eagerly agreed and told 
her I would be looking forward to it. A lunch date with Ms. Tanaka is very 
rare and to include a sexy young intern would certainly be a pleasure.

Although it was a cool day in early May, it was dry and that was what was 
bothering me the whole time until lunch. Why would she be wearing boots, any 
boots at this time of year, especially those lovely boots?  Did she know 
something about me? Was Ms. Tanaka trying to tease me and set me up? I later 
discovered over lunch that back in Japan, where Michi lived her whole life 
before coming to the States to go to business school for her MBA, it was 
very common and popular for young women to wear such boots all the time.  
'Maybe I should go visit Japan', I joked with her. 'Or have Japan come to 
you', she quickly replied as she placed the heel of her boot on my foot 
under the table and began to press down......

To be continued.