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Chapter 11 by BlanqSl8 BlanqSl8

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The Interview (Part 2).

We sat for a bit in silence. She nodded at me and turned in her chair to contemplate what I had said. As she looked out her amazing 23rd floor window, she said, “Do you know the name of that employee?”

I thought for a couple seconds. “I can’t quite remember, I think it started with a J…?”

“Jennifer.” She said confidently.

I raised my eyebrows. It was a bit surprising that she knew the name of that employee given only the first letter as a reference and the location, when there were several stores in the city, all of which must have had many employees. It was then I noticed in the reflection of the window that she was smiling.

“Thank you.” She turned in her chair to face me. “That was an amazing story. I am sorry that happened to your sister in our store, but at the same time, I am glad that our staff dealt with it appropriately.” I shrugged and nodded.

She cleared her throat, “As far as your references go, you’ve been given a remarkable review by each and every one of them. I noted that there were no time gaps between your days of employment with each and so it is obvious to me that I have had every reference made available to me in order to assist my decision.” I felt very happy that she had noticed that, it was a point of pride for me that I had performed exceptionally by my own standards for every client I had worked for, but it felt incredible to have that verified.

She went on to say, “There was no positional description provided in the advertisement. There is a reason for that.” I looked curiously at her. I didn’t really think anything of it, some jobs didn’t have descriptions posted prior to actually getting hired, some didn’t have any at all.

“The tasks you will be expected to perform vary widely in nature,” she explained, “Some people are not well suited for the position and some are. I have only had very few, what I would consider to be, successful,” she emphasized ‘successful’, “personal assistants. That is partly due to the fact that I have not been in this position for very long, only a mere 5 years, and partly due to the fact that I am…” she paused, examining me closely, “…somewhat demanding.”

“Okay…” I said tentatively. “What kind of jobs would I be expected to perform…?”

“Anything and everything.” She stared at me. Then she blinked, breathed in and continued, “Should you choose to accept the job, you would be well compensated.” She tapped something on her screen and a second later my phone beeped. I looked down at my pocket, then back at her. She nodded at me, so I took my phone out of my pocket and saw that a private message had been sent to me. I pressed my thumb into the middle of my screen to unlock it and opened my message.

HO-LY FUCK. My eyes were wide open and I coughed on nothing as I failed to contain my surprise. I looked up at her, tried my best to contain my excitement and said, “Soo, I can… I mean, you’re offering this job to me… now?!”

She looked at me like nothing was out of the ordinary. “Yes. You have more than shown me your willingness and commitment in as far as someone who doesn’t yet actually work for me can. You say you admire us… me… I am interested in offering you the position because I admire your passion.” She put emphasis on “your” by pointing at me as she said it.

“I accept!” I said, probably a bit too hurriedly.

She smiled at me and gave a small laugh, “Before you do, you should know, if you, or I, decide at any time that it isn’t a good fit…” She swept some dust off the top of her desk, “Your position with the company will end and you will be paid a year’s worth of salary up front and may be eligible for further compensation in order to keep the operations here…” she paused to look me directly in the eyes, “discreet.”

I was practically burning with curiosity at this point. At the same time, I didn’t even care what I had to do, I was being offered a position for a company I truly wanted to work for, at a salary that exceeded all the money I had made working in the last four years combined! Not only that, if things didn’t work out… but never mind that, I would make SURE they worked out. No matter what.

“I understand.” Though I didn’t understand anything. The only thing I understood was my desire to begin immediately and to remain working there at any cost.

“Good.” I heard a beep issue from her computer screen, Alex pushed a button and said, “Yes?”

“I’m here Ms. Finckley, with the water you wanted?”

“Yes, please bring it in.” Alex tapped her screen again and I could hear the door lock release and Patricia stepped in. I took a moment to admire her once again, this time I could see she was wearing a short skirt with black nylons. She clicked her way across the floor to us in black high heels, expertly carrying a tray with water in short round glasses. She stood beside me as she sat the tray down on Alex’s desk and handed me a glass.

“Thank you Patricia!” I said.

She beamed at me, “You’re welcome John!”

“John is our newest employee Pat.” Alex said.

Patricia’s eyes widened and she gave me the biggest smile, turning my brain to mush. “Oh really!? That’s excellent!”

“Yes indeed, are you okay with starting immediately, John?” Alex asked, turning to face me.

“Sure, I don’t see why not, though I suppose I’d need to familiarize myself with my system… and I suppose I don’t actually have a chair.” I turned to look back at the glass cubicle across the room.

“Oh, that’s okay. We’ll go shopping tomorrow and you can take your pick of any chair you want from any store you care to choose from. We’ll also provide you with clothes of your choice, as long as they meet our dress code for office attire.”

Oh wow, it seems I wasn’t even aware of all the perks that came with the job! “Are there any other things you’re planning on providing me that I should be aware of?” I laughed playfully.

Alex grinned devilishly. “Well, perhaps a few things. For now though, shall we just play it as it goes?”

“Fine by me!” I said enthusiastically.

“Wonderful. For your first task, you will be required to give Patricia an orgasm. Then, based on how that goes, I may have additional tasks for you to perform.”

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