Interview Cancelled

A note on the door read.

'Hi,

Due to staff illness, all the interviews for today have been cancelled. Sorry for the i̶n̶c̶o̶n̶v̶e̶ i̶n̶c̶o̶n̶v̶i̶v̶ i̶n̶c̶o̶n̶ hassle. Don't call us, we'll call you. Have a nice day!'

I'm not having a very 'Nice Day'.

I slumped against the wall, resigned to another bout of bad luck. And then anger found me again.

"GIMME A BREAK!! IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK?!!" I shouted out loud.

"What is all this shouting out h..." A woman suddenly opened the door opposite 1203. "OH MY!!" She exclaimed, her eyes darting all over my body taking in the sight. The exposure made my cock noticeably twitch. The woman drinking me in is quite tall, about 5'10, with beautiful long legs poking out from a surprisingly short skirt. Her very large tits were covered by a white blouse and from what I could tell, no bra underneath.

OH NO!!

"There's a perfectly good explanation for this. Honest!!" I stood still in fear once again, all the while she stared in lustful disbelief.

"Quick! In my office, now!" She suddenly broke into action, grabbing my arm and pulling me into her open office.

"Huh?" was all I could manage as she walked me past her.

She squeezed my naked ass as I walked in. "Yeah, you get that gorgeous butt in my office."

"Wha'??" I squirmed at her touch.

Once in her office, I turned around to face her. "Thank you. But I can't hide long in here, that security guard will be here in moments. And ummm, please don't touch my arse like that. It's not... proper."

"What? Oh, err, sure..." She watched a globe of precum string its way to the floor. " 'Proper' ".

Fuck.

"As for that security guard. I think she has bigger concerns right now." She lifted up a piece of torn red fabric off from the floor, it was attached to the elastic in my hand.

"What's that?" I asked.

She lifted up the fabric and spread it out. "They're panties, very ripped panties! And hello, what's this?" She pulled at a piece of metal that was stuck to it. "Looks like you tore a zip off of something too."

"Oh my." I walked backwards and rested against her desk without thinking. "A zip too? Maybe from..."

"Wait right here." She said, stepping out of her office again. Holding the panties still, she tugged the elastic and the keys out of my hand.

"What are you going to do?!"

"Trust me, she deserves this."