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I was now in the fifth week of my new job. I had done a lot in the five weeks. I had been appointed Managing Director of the German division of the Company that I worked for. The Company produced Banking Software. The program was, without doubt, the most secure Banking Software in the world. I had worked for the Company for six years. I was now twenty-seven. I had over ninety people working in the office in the central Financial District of Frankfurt.

I was young for such a position. I believe that my business acumen and my fluency in German were the main reasons I got the job. I was also a senior manager in the Company's office in the City of London for three years. Frankfurt was Germany's Financial Centre. Compared to London, it was nothing.

I held a meeting for all the staff in the Restaurant on late Friday afternoon. Drinks were served, I introduced myself, I explained under my management that things would only change for the better. We were selling the best product in the world. Our Service and Support were the best there is in the marketplace. There was also a question and answer session after I had spoken. If I was asked a question in German, I replied in German. A question in English, a reply in English. The man that I was replacing spoke no German at all.

I mingled with the staff afterwards. A lot of beer and Prosecco were being drunk. I felt relaxed amongst them. They seemed professional in their outlook. Then I came across Claudia Schmidt. She was my second in command. She was in her mid-fifties, tall, busty and good looking. I like busty mature women.

"That was an excellent presentation, Mr Ryan. But, first, may I compliment you on your perfect German."

I smiled then thanked her. Then I said, "I was impressed with the questions. You have a good team here, Frau Schmidt. However, I see your glass is empty. May I get you another?"

The way she looked at me, I knew that Frau Schmidt could be interested in a younger man.

"I would love that, Mr Ryan. I see that there are now a few empty tables. Shall I sit at one, then we can have a seat?"

"What a good idea. Find a table, and I'll join you in a minute."

I then got a bottle of Prosecco, a wine cooler and two new glasses. I looked at Claudia as I walked to the table that she had chosen. I had no idea if she was married. However, there was something very sexy about her. I put the tray I was carrying on the table then poured the wine.

"That's very kind of you, Mr Ryan. But, unfortunately, I came to work on the bus this morning as the meeting we had this afternoon can lead to a lot of alcohol being consumed."

I nodded, then said, "There's so much formality in Germany, but when we're alone, please call me Jack."

"That's so kind of you, Jack. Please call me Claudia. There is a lot of formality, etiquette and protocol in Germany. ...