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Successful Job Interview

He had been interviewing female applicants all afternoon, asking himself, “How hard can it be to find someone to answer the phone and set appointments?” All of the women that he interviewed that day had good resumes, but none of the applicants seemed to quite match up to what he was looking for. There was one more applicant scheduled for an interview, and she was already late. She finally arrived at 4:00 that afternoon. Tardiness was not something that he approved of and he was going to tell her thanks, but no thanks. He needed someone who was prompt. But then he saw those legs! She had to be at least 5’10” in her bare feet, and she was wearing a strappy pair of heels that stood her eye-level to him. The tight skirt that hugged her shapely hips ended six inches above her knees, revealing those long, lean legs wrapped in a pair of shimmering silk stockings. The top three buttons of her blouse were open, revealing a generous amount of salacious cleavage. She wasn’t dressed like a woman applying for a job, but more like a woman dressed for a night on the town. Her hair was the same color as her dark brown eyes and she had her long mane fastened behind her neck. She was wearing a pair of red framed glasses that gave her that ‘sexy librarian’ kind of look. She was like a picture from the pages of a Playboy magazine that came to life. She smiled and extended her hand to him in a warm greeting. “Hi. I’m Hannah Jones.” She spoke with a deep husky voice that reminded him of how his ...

... wife sounded while they were making love. “Kenny Long,” he said, returning the introduction. He sat on the edge of the reception desk in the lobby and indicated that she have a seat on the couch. That was his first mistake! When she sat down and crossed her legs, her skirt rode up, and maybe a little bit too far. From where he was perched on the corner of the desk, he could see far enough up the underside of her crossed over thigh to reveal the fact that she wasn’t wearing any panties. He couldn’t look away from that slight hint of pink flesh peeking out at him. In his mind he knew it wasn’t proper for him to stare. He desperately wanted to get up and move to someplace where he wouldn’t be able to see. But he couldn’t because the little brain in his cock was beginning to swell and was urging him to keep looking. After all, how often does a man get a view like that? Weakened by the swelling of his cock, he tried hard to concentrate on the reason she was there in the first place. “So, Hannah… your resume indicates that you have worked as a receptionist before.” “Yes, I worked for a year at Hinstead Research.” “And what was you reason for leaving?” She uncrossed her legs and bent forward. Her blouse fell open and he could see the fullness of her breasts with a bit of nipple peeking out just above the bra. “The company moved to a different state and I wanted to remain here in the city. I heard that you are a good man to work for. So here I am,” she replied sweetly. She uncrossed ...