Go into the office

I decide if there’s anyone’s office I can enter without knocking, it would be my sister’s. I open the door and walk in, with Kyle following right on my heels.

“I’ll need just a few more minutes before I’m ready for you.” It’s my sister’s voice that I hear, but there’s no one behind her desk, as I had expected. Instead, the voice comes from the open doorway that appears to lead to her personal restroom.

“Kelly?” I ask.

She steps through the door, wearing a robe and nothing else. I can see this because the robe is open in front, revealing her firm tits, shapely hips, and shaved pussy. I ogle her for a few moments, despite the fact that she is my sister.

“Jeremy?” she asks, pulling her robe shut and drawing my attention back to her face. “What are you doing here? I thought you were my next appointment.”

I look over your shoulder at Kyle, who grins sheepishly before lowering his eyes to the floor.

“What kind of appointments do you keep in here?” I ask. “I just came by to say hi to my big sis on my first day on the job, and I find my best friend coming out of one of your ‘appointments.’”

Kelly sighs and rolls her eyes before sitting down on the corner of her desk. I **** myself to keep focused on her eyes and not try to catch a peek as she crosses her legs.

“I was just interviewing Kyle,” she said, matter-of-factly.

“Interview?” I ask. “You were auditioning him for a role as a porn star? Are you kidding?”

“No, I don’t do that sort of thing,” she said, “although, he has some potential, given a little training, and perhaps a few exercises to better develop those abs....”

I look again at my friend, who is beaming at the words of encouragement.

“I was interviewing him to be my personal assistant,” she continues. “The last assistant just got married, and it became a little awkward at home for him, so I’m looking for a replacement. I thought you were my next candidate.”

“You interview your assistants by fucking them?” I ask.

Again, Kelly rolls her eyes. “What do you think I need an assistant for? It’s not like I need someone to write my correspondence for me; my assistant needs to focus on giving dick, rather than taking dictation.”

She laughs at my confused look. “Do you think it’s easy to be around non-stop sexual activity without being able to relieve the tension once in a while? If I didn’t have an assistant to help me with that, I’d never get the job done.”

As this sinks in, I suddenly have a thought. “Does that mean I get an assistant, too?”

Kelly laughs. “Why? Do you want Kyle? Too bad, because I’ve got first dibs on him.”

“No, I don’t want Kyle,” I protest, “I mean—“

“You mean I got the job?” Kyle asks, excitedly.

“That’s right,” replies Kelly. “You’ve grown up quite a bit since I caught you spying on me. Can you start tomorrow morning?”

“I can start right now!” he says, with enthusiasm.

“Slow down, Sport,” she says. “I have three more interviews today; you would just get in the way.”

“Wait a minute,” I interject. “If you already decided on Kyle, why are you ‘interviewing’ three more guys?”

Kelly considers my question before smiling and saying, “Because I can. Now, run along, little brother. I’ve got work to do.”

She dismisses me with a wave, and Kyle and I exit her office into the hallway.

“Dude, I was gonna tell you,” says Kyle as soon as we are alone. “It all happened so fast....”

I hold up my hand to stop him. “It’s ok, Bro. I’m just trying to wrap my head around this image of my sister. Did you have a clue she was such a —“ I pause, searching for the word.

“Sex-crazed nympho?” Kyle offers helpfully.

“That about covers it.”

“Not a clue,” he says. “Other than watching her do the nasty with Robert Tackaberry, all I knew about her was that she was uber hot. I came here, looking for you, saw Kelly, and before I even knew she had a job opening, she had me in her office, laying on her desk, with my pants around my ankles.”

I hold up my hand again. “You can spare me the details about my sister’s sexual proclivities.”

“But that would be hot if you get your own assistant, too, wouldn’t it?” asks Kyle. “I just assumed you’d be boning the porn stars all day; I didn’t know you’d get your own personal fuck servant! You have the coolest job in the world!”

I’m inclined to agree with him, but I’m not sure I actually do get an assistant. No one said anything to me about it. Maybe I should go ask some more questions.