It was 9.30 am on a sunny September morning and Jodie Smith was nervously waiting by the reception desk of Burke and Hare Associates. She looked around the room. There were what were obviously a lot of other prospective interns there as well. She glanced at a tall, blonde, poised, sophisticated woman with flawless markup who was talking to a brunette wearing a dress that screamed money at her. Jodie felt out of her depth...
Mike phoned our order through as we took a seat. Lisa shuffled as close to me as possible, holding my arm tight. By the time we were settled, a waiter entered with a tray and served us the drinks we had ordered. “So,” opened Mike, “tell me about yourselves and what brings you here today.” We gave a potted history of us, listing the Mitch incident as ‘difficulties leading to counselling’. One of the things to come out of t...
My name is Christian White, I am the owner of a small business that recently gained a lot of attention due to social media influencers. My small business became a large one overnight, and long story short, I need to hire new people. I had plenty of people interested in the job, but for all the wrong reasons; some came for just to see what all the hype is about, and others came to try to sleep with me, a twenty-six-year-ol...
It was almost a week later when Brooke got a call from Mr. Barstow. He intentionally called during the day when Brooke's husband, Ken, was at work because Brooke had said she didn't want him to know anything about her work yet. She didn't want him to know because first off, she didn't have the job yet and didn't want to jinx things, and secondly, she didn't want him asking too many questions about it and finding out ther...
Over the last four weeks my interviews, exploring people’s sexual nature, have been going well. Not only have friends and colleagues made suggestions by word of mouth, as you do, but I have also received many emails. Then there was the letter. I am not sure how they found out my address, but I arrived home to find a letter on my doormat. I normally just pick up the junk mail every evening and throw it in the recycling. On...
Brooke sat in the unemployment office as she had once a week for the past ten months. She had to show up weekly to report whether she had found work or not. She'd been working for a very nice accounting firm as their receptionist/secretary, but the owner decided to retire and the business closed its doors. And now with the job market so tight, finding another job was proving quite challenging. Especially at her age. Had s...
I write my stories for my entertainment You seduce me with your lack of obtainment I offer to tell your tale And you offer the Holy Grail How can I resist such an offer When you don’t want into my coffer You say you will give it freely I choke and ask really I am a man after all With a constant need to ball With you, I have no doubt it would be great But I can not take the bait Having a wife will not allow me such pleasur...
Liza sat in a leather chair in the reception area. There was no one else in the room so she looked around at the small cozy spot. There were large comfortable chairs on two sides of the room with large greenery in the corners. She knew it would be a matter of minutes before she began her call-back interview. She was slightly more nervous than when she had her first interview. When she had arrived the first time for the pe...
I held my hands in front of me as I walked, trying to conceal the erection that was rather obviously tenting the front of my slacks. My heart was still pounding as I tried to slow my breathing and stop thinking about the interrupted blowjob from the secretary — Liz, I reminded myself. Don’t forget her name! Despite my arousal, I needed to get my head straight and nail this interview. I followed Liz into the most attractiv...
“Relax, Melanie,” I told the young woman sitting on the other side of the desk. “You’re doing fine. I’m very impressed with your skill set and the way you carry yourself.”“Thank you, Mr Morecock.”“That said, I have to tell you that there are a number of applicants who are more or less at your level. In the end, it will probably come down to who I’m confident will provide something a bit special, that little bit extra.”Mel...
Melissa had entered my flat in the most confident manner that I have ever witnessed. She handed me her thin coat as she strode confidently past me over to the black leather chair; the same chair that I so memorably labelled as Emma’s chair about two weeks ago. In a sense, it felt like I was treated like a butler.I hung her coat on one of the hooks and smiled at Melissa as I approached her. I sat opposite her and picked up...
There was a job for a personal assistant that sounded like an ideal opportunity to get back into work. Our kids were old enough to look after themselves for a couple hours after school until I got home and the job was less than a mile from home in Overland Park, Kansas City. Wanting to look my best for the interview, I changed three times before I was satisfied. My best skirt suit was very professional in my opinion. But...
At first I thought I'd imagined her aura from across the room simply because she was heart-stoppingly beautiful. Blamed a product of too many movie moments in my head: the slow-motion swish of her charcoal plait and an orchestral swell as her head turned, those malachite eyes connecting with mine, set atop high cheekbones. But on second look, the shimmering full-body halo remained. Singled her out from all the other guest...
It was 9:25 on Thursday morning. I was in an elevator with eight other people on my way to the eleventh floor for a job interview. I’d been looking for a job ever since graduating third in my class with a bachelor of business, and even six months prior to that. I was hoping for an entry-level position with any sort of professional firm. All my professors had told me that I shouldn't have any difficulty in finding a job. S...
All weekend, I fantasized about my job interview from Friday. I had applied at a modeling agency and the interviewer had been more than gracious in the initial interview. I had the job and I was happy. Actually, I was ecstatic! I called Jill, a close friend of mine. I couldn’t wait to see her to give her the good news. Jill, like me, was an aspiring model. Where I was the shapely one, Jill was rail thin and had huge boobs...
