The new trainees

I originally wrote the following story in German. My translation skills are limited, so I am grateful for any indication of errors and will edit the text if necessary.

The young black-haired woman stared at Meller and wrestled for words.

"Did I understand you right? For a training contract you ask ... you ask ... for sex?"

Meller rocked back and forth on his desk chair, smiling.

"All right, young lady, you understood correctly. Our company is one of the leading real estate marketers worldwide. Our technical education is far above average. The cooperation of our trainees should accordingly go beyond the usual. My son as Junior chef and I expect therefore in addition to good grades also a certain personal commitment on your part."

Meller looked over at his son, who had made himself comfortable on the sofa next to his father's desk.

Meller Junior nodded seriously.

"Absolutely correct, Dad! All of our former apprentices have found leading positions in international companies after their three years with us. For this chance, it is well worthwhile, to go in sexual advance in a certain frame!"

"Sexual advance? In a certain frame?" The young candidate was upset. "That's an outrageous demand!"

She looked right and left to get approval from the other three girls, who also wanted to work at Meller Property International, but instead of agreeing with their competitor, the three teens just looked down at the floor or stared out of the office windows.

The black-haired stomped her foot, hissed angrily "I will not let that happen to me!" and rushed out of the office.

Meller looked after her firm butt and sighed softly. Too bad, he thought, the little one has a promising body, but you just can not have all the girls in the world.

As soon as the indignant young woman left and the heavy office door had fallen into the lock, Meller fixed the remaining three candidates. They had all just come of age and had completed the school successfully.

"Are there any further concerns about our house rules or may I regard your silence as an agreement?"

Meller looked questioningly at each of the young women's faces. Left was the blonde Julia in knee-length skirt and white blouse, under which lush breasts were visible. Her blue eyes wandered curiously between the senior and his son. She did not seem completely averse to the wishes of her future bosses.

Beside her stood tall, slender Jennifer, with short red hair, freckles, and an unruly look on her face. She was apparently still hesitant about what she should think of the unusual contractual conditions in the house of Meller.

The last in the trio was the petite little Lena with straight brown hair that fell right down to her shoulders. Her cheeks were slightly red and she looked ashamed to the ground. She was visibly embarrassed by the situation.