Controlling Her

As I looked around to the degrees on the wall, I was disgusted. They all called me a scientist - with the ability to control my career. What a joke that was, I couldn’t even control my life’s work to get a single female to do what I wanted. For over the last two months I had failure after failure. From a simple “Whatever! Loser!”, to the last five slapping me across the face for my suggestion that they open their top for me.

I was losing faith in the pheromones and subliminal messaging I had created to ever get me more than in debt!. I had another ‘applicant’ to be my personal assistant. For me I was about to lose the will to even go through with meeting the young lady when the front door bell rang. Damn I was too late to prevent her from coming. Oh well might as well get things over with so I could go back to wallowing in my despair!

I checked the tape deck for the special tape then the atomizer attached to the front door before going over and opening it. There she was a small European looking young lady with reddish hair, an amazing smile and a pair of eyes that I found memorizing. Well if nothing else I was going to have a lovely piece of Candy to look at.

I was just about to invite her in when the atomizer went off and the young lady sniffed and then sneezed before coming inside. The tape deck was programmed to start the moment an ass sat in the special designated chair, which the young lady did without being asked to do.

I followed her in, took my seat and started by saying the trigger of all my failures. “So why don’t you open your top and remove your bra for me?” Then something that had never happened before another knock came to my apartment door. I just got up and went to the door, opening it with my back to the young lady. It was a courier from the university with a letter for me. I signed for it then closed the door, I just dropped the envelope onto the small table just inside the door and started back to my guest.

I was just about to say something to her when I saw that she wasn’t just sitting there. She had been wearing a coat, which was now off and draped over the back of the chair she was sitting in. I thought that I was hallucinating about what I saw, her head was slightly tilted, a coy smile on her lips but that didn’t phase me at all. No! It was the fact that she was wearing a white blouse that was currently open to her waist, showing me the most precious breasts I had ever seen live before me!

“My god you are beautiful!” Then I asked what I thought I would never learn, “If you don’t mind, what is your name?”

“Susanna Novák, and I’m here to be your new assistant!”

I had to say,unless she was playing a game with me, she was assisting me in a way she probably never thought she would!