Hands On My Body - Sex Stories

Hands On My Body

... Wilcox. And the pleasure is all mine."

Her handshake was warm and firm and her eyes sparkled. She was stunningly gorgeous and while that is hardly criteria for hiring someone, it has never hurt in my book. If this young lady's intelligence and skills matched her presence, she had just established herself as a finalist. I would not let onto that fact, of course, but it was hers to lose.

"Please. Let's sit over here," I suggested, waving my arm toward a couple of Eames chairs angled toward a round glass coffee table in the corner under a bank of large paned windows.

I smiled to myself; I never interview my intern candidates in these chairs. I always sit behind my desk and let them squirm a bit seated across from me. But young Grace had caught my eye and I wanted to see how she'd perform under the spotlight...and how she would sit in the tight black skirt she was wearing.

As I followed her to the corner of my office I surveyed her body. She appeared to be around 5-3 and had a slender torso and great legs being showcased by a tight black skirt. Her short patterned blazer hid whatever assets she had below, but the slight hint of a colorful red camisole beneath suggested a woman who knew she had a great body and wasn't opposed to showing it off. Her modest heels were enough to give her the lift that heels induce, but not so tall as to be unprofessional for a first interview. Her chestnut brown tresses fell down over her shoulder to mid back in long luxurious waves and ...

... bounced subtly as she strode confidently to one of the chairs. She sat down gracefully as I took in her smooth olive complexion and dazzling green eyes.

As she gathered herself upon sitting and turned her legs to the side, I watched as she used both hands to push her gorgeous long locks behind her ears. She looked at me expectantly, but not nervously. We gazed at each other for a moment and smiled.

I take a novel approach to these interviews and sometimes like to put the candidate on edge, to see how they handle a bit of tension and adversity.

"Ms. Wilcox. Thanks for coming in this morning. Before we start I'm going to give you a sense of what to expect here. I have a sheet of paper with your name, where you went to high school, where you attend college and how old you are. I honestly don't review the letters of interest for this position or the CVs. My staff winnows out the top picks and then I do the interviews. So, I haven't read your letter or looked at your qualifications. I know your letter of interest must be impeccable and your resume stellar or you wouldn't be sitting here. But, in the twenty minutes we have, I'm going to want you to tell me all about yourself. Understood?"

"Yes, sir," she answered, confidently.

"I also should tell you that I read people well and can usually tell something about a person within a minute of them entering my office." I let that sentence hang there for a second to watch her reaction. My God, she had beautiful eyes. "Would ...