Meagan was a brand-new graduate from business school. She struck out to find a job to put her new degree to work in the real world. She went to job interview after interview and was always offered jobs that weren’t too far from being a glorified secretary. She always said, “Thank you”, but in the end firmly said, “No thank you!” She was living on the last of her savings during the job hunt and was quickly reaching the end of her funds. She knew she might eventually have to take one of those jobs even though she knew it would eat at her.
While making her daily journey into the help wanted ads and online job postings she came across an ad that intrigued her. It read,
‘Looking for an executive assistant. Would prefer a recent college graduate with a business-related background. The applicant must be willing to work all hours of the day, including weekends. Applicant should also be available for domestic and foreign travel on short notice for business. The applicant will be working closely with one of the partners of the company and will be expected to act in a manner befitting this position at all times. Pay and benefits will be discussed at interview.’
The ad went on to list contact information for posting a resume and a photo that was requested to be sent along with resume.
After finishing reading the ad Meagan decided this might be worth looking into, so she sat down and emailed her resume and a photo of her to the address provided. After that, all there was to do was wait. Nothing else had jumped off the page or screen at her, so now she was just in the wait and see mode that she hated so much.
A few days had gone by before she heard back about the executive assistant job. A lady by the name of Gladys contacted her on Thursday. Gladys explained how the interview would be handled. Meagan was instructed to come dressed as if she was coming to work for the day. For Meagan, this meant business attire. The interview was set for 10 am the next day at an office building downtown. Gladys told her a car would pick her up an hour before the appointment. Meagan was shocked at this revelation but said, “She would be ready.”
~~~ Interview Day ~~~
Meagan got up at 6 am not wanting to rush getting ready for her interview. She couldn’t say why, but every time she thought about it, she got a tingle. She would’ve never had thought they would send a car for her, for sure nobody else had. Most had barely had the courtesy to offer her a bottle of water. Shaking herself out of thinking about it, she went to get ready for her interview.
Walking into her bathroom she stood in front of her mirror appraising herself as she did most mornings. She was wearing a little grey spaghetti strap nightgown that hit her just about mid-thigh. It was light enough in color that her black bikini panties were just visible. She studied herself and slowly took in each part of her body, hair a bit long, face a little tired, breasts, not large, but very firm, tummy, taught and flat, hips were just right, if not a bit wide. Then she got to her legs, she loved her legs and always felt they were one of her best assets. At 5’ 10” tall, she had a lot of leg to like. Like the rest of her body, they were well toned from running miles every day. Overall, she was pleased with what she saw.
Stepping back from the mirror, she slipped the straps of her nightgown off her shoulders and let it slide down her body to the floor. Hooking her thumbs in the waist of her panties, she gave them a little push and they quickly followed her nightgown to the floor. She reached in and turned on the shower. As soon as the water got warm she jumped in. This warmed her body up nicely.
As she showered and washed her hair, she kept trying to focus on what the interview would be like. She couldn’t decide if her attire should reflect the ‘manner befitting the position’ or a sexier look reflecting ‘working closely with one of the partners’? After much deliberation, she finally decided to combine the two; sexy on the inside, conservative on the outside. Finishing her shower, she went in search of just the right outfit. Rummaging through her closet Megan looked longingly at one of her favorite outfits; a red skirt with a white top but it was more party wear than office wear so she moved on. At the end of her search, she found just the right outfit.
It was her “go to” executive interview outfit. A dark grey pencil skirt that showed off her long legs and toned body with a matching jacket and under the jacket she would wear a black camisole. ‘Now,’ Megan thought ‘the sexy part.’ Digging through her underwear drawer she disregarded the sensible panties and bras and went with something a bit more daring -- a light purple lacey bikini panty and matching lacy bra. The bra was enough to hold her pert 34 C breasts but gave her a bit of cleavage under the camisole. It gave the outfit just the right amount of sex appeal without being inappropriate.
Megan hated wearing pantyhose, and wearing a garter belt was uncomfortable, at least to her. This left her favorite option – thigh highs in a natural color today. She then selected a pair of three-inch peep-toed black heels. Now that she had her outfit laid out, she put on her panties and bra and went to finish her makeup and hair.
After finishing her makeup and hair, she put on her stockings. Sitting down on the bed, she pulled her left leg up and slid a stocking on over her foot and then up her leg. She repeated this with the right leg before standing up and pulling the stockings the rest of the way up her legs. She pulled them up until they were smooth over her legs and snug around her thighs, loving the way they feel. Once that was done she finished getting dressed, finally sliding her feet into her heels as the finishing touch.
The rest of the morning went quickly as she finished preparing for her interview. Before she knew it, she was walking down the steps from her third-floor apartment to the ground floor. As reached the first floor, she could see out onto the street and there sat a black town car. Since you never saw them in this neighborhood, she assumed that was her ride. She strolled for the front door and just as she exited the building a black-suited driver got out and came around to open the door for her. She slid in saying, “Thank you” to the driver. He got back in and off they went.
The car took her to an older section of the city that was slowly being revitalized by businesses and developers. It pulled up in front of a five-story building that you could see had been recently updated. It had a huge two-story walk-in lobby area that had a large waterfall and Koi pond on one side and an elegant seating area on the other. She was looking around as she approached a reception desk situated right in the middle of the entry area. There was a big sign hanging behind the desk with two lines saying, ‘Welcome to the Whit Building, The home of Whit Management, LLC’
Walking up to the desk Meagan introduced herself to the man on duty, who in turn picked up the phone and spoke to somebody else telling them that, “Miss Meagan Lewis” has arrived for her appoint. Hanging up the phone, he told her somebody would be right down and please have a seat. Meagan said, “Thank you” and turned towards the seating area, but never made it.
A woman came walking across the floor and called out to her, “Meagan Lewis?”
Meagan turned towards the woman and said, “Yes, I’m Meagan Lewis.”
“Hi Miss Lewis, my name is Gladys. I’m Mr. Whit’s secretary. Would you please follow me?” she replied.
Gladys led Meagan over to an elevator that had a sign beside it stating it was for private use. Gladys pushed the button and the door immediately opened. They stepped in it and the door slid shut. Gladys didn’t push any buttons because there were none to push. Meagan could feel the elevator moving upwards, but it was so gentle compared to most she had ridden. When it stopped, the door slid open to an area with two very large desks and a couple of very fancy leather couches.
Gladys stepped out with Meagan following her until Gladys stopped in front of the desk with a younger lady seated at it. “Meagan, I would like you to meet Glenda. She and I are Mr. Whit’s secretaries. We oversee all of his schedules and appointments. I was whom you spoke with yesterday.”
“Yes, I remember, but I didn’t want to say anything in case you were not the same person. I want to say, thank you for sending the car for me. It was completely unexpected.” Meagan replied.
“That’s not a problem. It’s just a practice Mr. Whit has gotten into. He thinks it helps set the stage for the interview. Mr. Whit does all of his own hiring instead of depending on Human Resources. Speaking of which, let me show you in.” Gladys finished.
As they turned towards a set of double doors, Meagan turned and said, “Nice to meet you to Glenda.” Then followed Gladys towards the doors.
Beyond the doors was a conference room with a long table able to hold twenty people around it easy. Gladys indicated to Meagan to have a seat towards the top of the table. She sat down and Gladys told her, “Mr. Whit will be with you shortly.” Then she went back out through the doors, shutting them behind her.
Sitting there by herself, Meagan was squirming a bit in her seat waiting for the man that could be her new boss. She couldn’t put a finger on it, but she was super excited to be here and she had never met this man coming to interview her. Luckily her wait wasn’t long.
A door opened on the other side of the table and a man walked in heading towards her. He was about 6’ tall, broad-shouldered in a Polo shirt and old Levi jeans, that weren’t doing much to hide his maleness. She gulped down the thoughts she instantly had about him. They surely weren’t meant for her potential boss, but her pussy had no such qualms and became very damp all the sudden as he moved towards her.
