Meeting Brandi

The door to your office swings open once more and in steps Brandi. The eyes of each of the men in the office spreads wide as they take in her appearance. Where Vivian before her had opted for a slutty, yet somewhat tasteful outfit, Brandi has decided to show her true colours and shamelessly dress like a total skank. It seems her roots as a prostitute and stripper have not been lost.

From top to bottom she's wearing a pair of black 'fuck me' pumps, lace thigh-high stockings, some denim shorts that are basically just underwear and an unusual lace top which whilst it covers her tits, doesn't exactly hide them. The majority of her skin is completely uncovered, revealing her numerous tattoos.

"Ms Hill, please, come in and take a seat." You say, motioning to the chair opposite you.

Without a word she struts to the chair and sits down in front of your little panel of interviewers. The lot of you can't help but stare at her tits which are practically out in the open with what she's wearing. Her appearance is true to the photo she sent. She certainly looks older than 38, revealing the effects that **** have on the body. Even now, you suspect she might be high by how dilated her pupils are. Who knows what she's on.

"Welcome Ms Hill, it's a pleasure to meet you in the flesh." You say, your eyes glancing down to her chest as you speak.

"Likewise." She says bluntly, her voice slightly husky in nature, perhaps a result of her previous line of work.

You can't help but notice the stark contrast between your applicant from the day before and Brandi. Whilst it was clear that Vivian had spent most of her life in an office and adopted the professional demeanour you were used to, Brandi seemed to have come in fresh off the street without any of the politeness and civility you would expect. Her background was certainly visible.

"Now Ms Hill..." You start.

"Please, call me Brandi." She interrupts.

"Well, Brandi, we understand that you heard about this position from the... ad... of sorts, that we posted online." You begin.

"That's right." She responds.

"Then you're aware of the nature of the position?" You continue.

"I am." She says.

"Excellent. Let me start by asking what your strengths would be coming into this position then?" You ask politely.

"Oh, well... um." She stammers.

"Is everything alright Brandi?" You ask.

"Well, it's just... based on the ad, I was expecting this to be a different sort of interview, if you know what I mean?" She responds.

"I see. Well, I think we'll get to that part of the interview soon enough, but for now we have a few questions we'd like to ask you first. Would that be alright?" You ask.