Surprisingly happy

"Oh... that would be... that would be excellent. Thank you sir. I hope I'm able to impress you." She responds, looking perplexed at this being a part of the job but perhaps writing it off to cultural differences.

"Tell me Julia, do you have a boyfriend?" You ask.

"Oh... um... no sir." She responds, her cheeks blushing at the invasive question.

"I see, well..." You say, trailing off as you're interrupted by your phone buzzing in your pocket from a text message.

"Sorry, one moment." You say to her, checking your message quickly.

To your surprise, the text is from Emma. It's a video file with a message attached.

The message reads: "Hey Daddy, hope you're having fun interviewing my 'friend' Julia. I know she might take some convincing, but here's proof that she's Innovate material. This is footage from our sleepover the other night where we introduced her to some of our 'American traditions'. PS - can't wait to be getting these holes filled by you again soon, Emma <3."

Beneath the message is a picture Emma's taken spreading her fat ass cheeks for your viewing pleasure, and beneath that is the video she sent you.

You scroll past the photo and open the video. The moment you do your eyes open wide at the realisation of what you're watching. It's a video of Julia, the sweet and innocent Latina girl sitting before you, down on all fours fisting her own asshole. Unfortunately, you forgot to mute your phone before opening the video and so the audio quietly plays, in which you can hear some girls behind the camera spurring Julia on as she makes herself squirt from her self-fisting escapades.

"Yeah, go Julia!" One girl shouts from off screen.

"Oh my God, she totally squirted." Another snickers.

"Not cool guys, it's all in my carpet now." Adds the girl who's bedroom they're presumably in.

"What a total slut, she's barely even had two drinks." Another laughs.

Julia on the other hand is too entranced to say a word for the camera, clearly enjoying herself too much to take notice of what the other girls are saying about her.

Although the audio is relatively quiet, you notice Julia immediately recognise the sounds coming from your phone, presumably remembering this night. Her cheeks instantly turn red from the embarrassment of realising that you're watching a video of her elbow deep in her own asshole. Once the video finishes, you turn your phone off and return it to your pocket as if nothing had even happened. Julia looks too stunned to speak, appearing deeply ashamed that a video of her fisting herself has ended up in the hands of the man she's interviewing for a job with. Little does she now how much this has just helped her chances, rather than hurting them.

"Sorry about that, I just received an important message." You say, brushing aside what just transpired.

Julia simply gulps, anxious at the prospect of losing out on a job she desperately needs.

"Well Julia, the next part of this interview will involve a sort of demonstration. Do you mind collecting something for me?" You ask.

"No sir." She says, her voice soft and timid now.

"Would you mind walking over to that couch over there and lifting up the ottoman. There's a series of items inside and I'd like you to choose one to take out." You instruct.

Julia looks quite confused at this, but does as you ask and stands from her chair to walk over to the couch. You and the other men all stare intently at her ass as it pokes out the bottom of her extremely short skirt. Once she reaches the ottoman, she bends over at the waist to lift the top off and open it up. As she does, her skirt lifts even higher, giving you and the guys a look at even more of what's under her skirt. You feel the blood rush to your crotch as you spot her tiny white thong peeking out between her ass cheeks. It's so thin it might be confused with dental floss, performing a poor job of covering her asshole. You'd have to thank Emma later for dressing her so well.

The moment Julia pops up the top of the ottoman, you hear an audible gasp from across the room. She freezes in place as she looks inside at the vast collection of large dildos and toys within. You and the rest of the men remain seated at your desk, watching on as the young Brazilian wrestles with what to do next in her mind.

"Now, I could tell you knew exactly what video I was watching on my phone earlier." You start.

Julia turns around to look at you, ashamed at the confirmation you were in fact watching the video she thought you were watching. Even though she knew exactly what it was the moment she heard it, somewhere in her mind she was still holding out hope that she was mistaken.

"From what I saw in the video, you certainly seemed to be Innovate material. But of course, we will need to verify your talents ourselves. Do you think you can show us what you're capable of Julia?" You ask.

Julia bites her bottom lip as she tosses up what you're asking her to do.

"If not, we can end the interview here and now. I wouldn't want you to do anything you're not comfortable with." You say.

She seems to develop some sort of resolve at this, empowering her forwards.

"No sir, I'll do it." She responds finally.

"Excellent." You say, before going silent and letting her continue on.