Office Misconduct
Chapter Two
Alone in his office, Sam sat with a drink in his hand, the evening sun lowering and darkened the room. His thoughts were on Già , that first image of her and how his mind found her alluring, while reminding himself she was going to be his employee. He looked down at his bulged pants, saying aloud to no one present, "Sadly, YOU will not be allowed to touch this young woman, you do realize this, right?" He felt his erection protest at this concept, stood and exited the office and drove to his hotel room where he found himself still seeing her image vividly. Needing to work off this erection, Sam undressed for a nice, long shower, stroking himself as the water flowed over his face. The vision of her walking away, naked below that skirt, her firm ass shaking, her heels clacking the sidewalk. It was her confidence and her intelligence, he told himself, that is why I am wanting to hire her. His creamy eruption soaked into his fingers, the shower water cleansing it down the drain, told him otherwise. The creamy, thick cum faded into drain as slowly as that vivid image of her with his cock fucking that tight, shaved, younger pussy left its lasting impression.
Già and Lily were finishing lunch when her phone went off, a text from Sam, "Panel Interview Monday, 9 AM, Dress appropriately ;)" Had he not left a wink after that she might not have gotten the shade of red on her cheeks nor felt her pussy tightened. She turned the phone to Lily's view, "I have another interview with the team." She beamed at her and wanted to dance around like a school girl.
Lily saw the wink emoticon in the text and connected the reasoning for her red face. "Eee, that's fabulous!" Lily's shriek rented the air, turning heads. "Come, I've got the bill, we're going shopping!" She stood, gathered her own phone and purse and took Già 's hand, about to drag her out of the restaurant.
"Lil... I've no money for anything new, you know that, how am I expected to purchase anything?" Già was staring at her best friend and holding still, pulling herself back from being pulled out of her heels.
Lily turned, took both her friend's hands into hers and whispered to her lips, "My married guy left me some cash, we're going to burn it for you to get this job."
Shocked dismay fell on Già 's face, "I told you I don't want to know anything about what you do, I am still worried he will get caught, Lil, besides he gave YOU that cash, not me...." She was thrusted forward this time, up to her heels, making her swipe up her own phone and purse. Lil was not taking no for an answer.
While Lily was giddy, Già stammered out protests, both walking hastily down the sidewalk, a store nearby showing off some of the recent trends in dress suits. Each stopped to look into the window, the price tags clearly beyond their means. Lily got behind her friend, almost cupping her full, round breasts, whispering into her ear over her shoulder, "You need this job and if this helps you get it, you can always pay me back later. Besides, I heard you moaning his name out in your room, now let's spend some fuck money!" Lily tugged her shocked friend into the store.
Out of his new team, Sam selected one male and two females to perform this panel interview. He did not want a male bias in this selection, although he was certain Già would do very well. Sam met Già at the secure entrance, guiding her in and welcoming her, quickly noting that familiar perfume and her attire that made her look professional, still alluring in many ways, but definitely formally dressed. She wore new heels, stockings that covered her long, tanned legs, a dress suit that would turn an eye wherever she went. He wanted to touch her firm, round butt, shaking this visual out of his mind, while they small-talked their way to the interview conference room.
Patricia studied the young woman in front of them. There was really nothing about her to hold her interest other than Sam had brought her in for this interview. He had done a great job creating a team so far, he had somehow successfully talked one of their main competitors' best man to jump ship and join them. And yet, this young woman had no work history for this position. She had come with nothing but a recommendation. Patricia glanced over at Sam, his head was bent over whatever he was working on. God, that man was gorgeous. She let her gaze linger, taking in his fit body and thick hair.
She wondered what it would feel like if she ran her fingers through it, it looked soft and inviting. She swept her long legs diagonally to the other side of the chair. She shook her head and turned her gaze back to the young woman. She was dressed nicely, her appearance was professional, her suit fit her well, her blouse was stylish and modest. Già had answered questions with confidence and looked them in the eyes as she answered. So why did she have an uneasiness settling in her. She was going to have to discuss this with Sam and the others after the interview, see how the others felt. Patricia leaned back in the chair, dropped her pen on the table and listened to Già 's polished answers to the questions her fellow panel members tossed at the young woman.
Già had concentrated on the panel, not daring to look at Sam. Mark, Ivy and Patricia looked back at Già , no emotion was displayed on their faces. They took turns throwing questions at her. The man had Salt & pepper hair and his glasses hung at the end of his nose. Every so often he lifted his left hand and pushed his glasses back up his nose with his pointer finger. The heavy floral scent seemed to belong to the stunning blonde woman in the middle, her long tanned legs swung to the side of the chair. The blonde looked over at Sam, her eyes roamed over his bent form. She sighed and turned back to Già . Già knew that look, she wondered if they were fucking. Già 's eyes drifted to Sam, his head was bent over his pad. He looked up and nodded at Già , then returned to his pad.
The other woman, a brunette, wore bright red lipstick, her lined lips exaggerated. Già was mesmerized watching her lips as she spoke, it was as if she was just off track. Già felt the giggles building, she covered her mouth and took a deep breath. She answered all their questions, she had been well prepped. He did not say a word but she felt his eyes on her. She wondered if his cock really was as big as it looked. She shifted in her seat. There was no way he could be that big. She almost moaned, imagining his big hands spanking her ass hard, she slid her hands down her thighs and squeezed them relinquishing some of the pent up uneasiness. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. When she opened them she found all four of them staring at her, three were surprised and he bore into her. "Oh fuck, what did I miss?" she wondered.
After the last question was asked and answered, Patricia stood. "Thank you for taking the time today, we are going to step out for a moment. We will be with you shortly," she smiled at Già , nodding at her fellow members as she gathered her papers and walked towards Già with an outstretched hand. Già 's handshake wasn't as firm as her confidence might have suggested but her green eyes met Patricia's.
To Patricia's surprise none of the other panel members had any reservations about hiring Già . Their only concern was how early could she start. Her biggest cheerleader was not even Sam. Somehow Già had managed to charm both Mark and Ivy, her fellow panelists. Her doubts were brushed off.
For Sam, the hour and a half interview with Già went well and above board. The team decided to move forward, suggesting her starting salary and since she was not currently bound to another company, that she begin work the following Monday. Sam pretended to ponder this while they all stood in his office. Sam had sat across from Già , noticed she wore those undergarments she failed to wear during their informal first meeting. Each time she uncrossed and crossed her legs, his smile was evident. Sam wanted to say 'good girl' for doing this. Finally, Sam broke the silence, "Starting next Monday is fine, but I think she is worth far more, so increase that salary offer and I will finalize it." If there was anything he knew about hiring new talent, they were eager when paid well and worked harder and complained very little. Sam wanted her dedicated to this company and more than anything, devoted to him as she would surely know her worth starting out with little to no referrals.
Gia waited in the interviewing room, was told it would take a minute or two and as the clock ticked on the wall, 30 minutes had passed. Her crossed legs shaking, wondering if they were going to tell her it was nice meeting her but they were moving forward with the interviews. The door opened, Patricia called her out and walked Già to Sam's office. Instead of being asked to sit, she was given an offer to hire right there and then, shocked and standing now on shaking legs, eyes widened, 'but that's too much,' she thought.
Her heart slammed in her chest, she exhaled. 'YES, one step closer,' she told herself. She couldn't meet his eyes, instead she looked at the blonde woman, Patricia, and smiled. Già gave her a look after hearing the offer, boring into her blue eyes, 'if you are fucking him, it won't be long before he stops that and moves his attention to me, bitch!,' she wanted to whisper to her. Instead she smiled, shook each of their hands with gratitude and said, "Thank you, I'm looking forward to being one of the team". In her mind, Già was dancing, she wanted to hug them all to express her delighted mood. Even Patricia would earn a hug, she giggled inside despite her growing doubts about this woman.
Patricia looked towards Sam and shrugged. "Già will be a welcomed addition to our team, she'll fit right in, I am sure." She gathered her files from the desk and stood. "I have some calls to make now. Welcome to the team, Già ." Già shook hands with her and swore, when their eyes met, there was a glint of competition, a seductive glaring dare in her tilted smile. 'She IS fucking him, I'd bet my first paycheck on it,' Già thought to herself. Patricia drifted out the door after giving Sam another longing look.
Già stood on almost shaking legs, she wanted to dance in the parking lot to sing out loud, celebrate this move forward in her life. Sam's eyes were staring at her, alone with him in his office, a soft smile played over his lips. Già gasped as he walked towards her. He took her hand. "You did well today," he leaned in and whispered into her ear. "Very well done, good girl." Gia's bit her bottom lip, her pussy clenched right in her wet panties, and she sucked in her breath. "Thank you Sir," she mumbled. She felt lightheaded. As she felt herself begin to fall backwards, her tall heels rocking, his hand was suddenly around her waist. "Whoa, careful," his arm tightened around her waist. "Yes, I think so. Thank you," he pulled her closer as she tried to step away. She looked up, his eyes were dark and something stirred within them. She whimpered, he seemed reluctant to release her. "Thank you again and I'll see you Monday, Sir?" She stammered. Her legs were shaking but she stood firm. She needed to get away from him. Her nipples were already trying to escape her bra and her panties were soaked. She stepped back away from him, he gave her a squeeze then she felt his arm drop from her waist.
