She finally responded

Shit, thought Dana. She had completely forgot the message, her mind occupied entirely by the interview. And now, the man from last night was stripping her again. She looked around, not sure how he did that - was he in the office? Did he follow her?

She put all the questions in her mind aside. Right now, there were only two things that were important. One - the interview, and two - not losing her clothes. She began walking towards the interview room while typing on her phone.

"Hey! I'm really sorry, something important came up. Can we please meet some other time?", she replied. She saw bubbles appear, indicating that he was writing something.

Dana bit her lip and looked down. While her breasts weren't completely exposed, there was a rather large window where her cleavage was plainly visible. Her blazer was small and tight - it wasn't exactly meant to be worn without anything underneath. She prayed her interviewer wouldn't be too uptight about the dress code.

Her phone dinged - he had replied. "Looks like you're not taking this seriously. " She felt her stomach fall.

She felt hands running over her lower body. They started at her feet, gently massaging her muscles as they moved up. The feeling would be pleasurable if she didn't know what it meant. The hands moved to her thighs and ass, and despite herself she let out a small gasp.

Dana tried her best to not let her movement betray her state, as she ran inside an elevator and pressed the button to take her to the interview floor. As the door closed, the hands finally reached between her legs, mercilessly rubbing her womanhood. She had to bite her tongue to avoid making a sound.

Even though she knew, Dana looked down - she was no longer wearing her hose. And from the feeling of cool air down below, her panties were gone too. She quickly typed:

"Please, I beg you. I have an interview right now. I need this job. I promise I'll meet you later, whenever and wherever you want. I'll do anything you say. Please."

She hit send.