"I'm willing to work long hours," She purred.
As a hiring manager, I'm trained to avoid obvious pitfalls during the interview process. Mostly it's things that would get me into trouble with HR or legal. Stuff that would expose the company to lawsuits or jeopardize my job. I really should've paid more attention during that training...
Here she is across the table, a gorgeous 20-something Filipino girl, Tia I think she said her name was, giving me a seductive smile. Her pink full lips opened slightly uncovering bright white teeth. She wore a form-fitting pink polkadot dress that complimented her sexy body and accented her the hour-glass curves of her breasts and waist. Her hair had been curled and done up to reveal the soft shape of her neck. Only two strands dangling from the sides of her face, stopping just above the plunging neckline of her dress.
Her brown eyes glowed with delight behind the black-rimmed glasses, as she could tell the real meaning of her statement was understood.
"Do you have any other questions for me?" she challenged.
She'd made it through the phone screening so I knew she was qualified for the job. At least that's what I tell myself, because God help me, I really want to hire this sexpot.
"Uh, no. No, I think you covered all the topics I had and more." I replied absently.
My mind kept racing to images of her naked. What would she look like? How would she feel, inside. I could smell her perfume. Rose petals I think. I wanted to taste her.
"Thank you for coming in. We'll let you know." I stood up and extended my hand as she came around the table.
"Thank you so much for the opportunity!" She beamed, and then she leaned in closer and stood on her tip-toes to whisper in my ear, "I hope I get the chance to work underneath you!"
God damn it. That was hot.
After hiring Tia, work fell quickly back into the same routine. Despite the excitement I had during the interview a few weeks ago, nothing had really happened. I suppose it's a good thing, since I could easily get fired, not to mention divorced, if I was caught fucking someone that works for me.
Still, I felt somehow... cheated.
Tia would come to work dressed in typical office clothes, but always in a skirt with tights. The outfits themselves weren't particularly low-cut or alluring, but she still looked damn sexy. A few times I noticed a lacy bra peeking out from her shirt. More and more I found myself fantasizing about her. Especially after we'd have a one-on-one meeting. Her cute voice always lingered in my ears afterwards. I wanted to hear her moan my name. I wanted to see just how soft those breasts are. I wanted to lick her perky nipples. I wanted her bad.
My boss came by my office and told me we had a major project that my team needed to focus on for the next few weeks. Unfortunately this meant giving up lots of nights and weekends. It also meant working through the Christmas holiday. Rather than require everyone on my team to sacrifice, I assigned my top engineer, Jim, and Tia to the task.
About a week into the project, Jim came down with a nasty cold. Being a former engineer myself, I told him I'd cover his work until he got better. Jim was grateful and said he'd let me know as soon as he could get back into it. I reassured him that it was more important that he got better than to have him spread his cold around.
So there we were, Tia and I, in my office sitting with our laptops on a small round table well into the evening. The entire office was empty except for us, so most of the lights were out. We had empty coffee cups and a half-eaten pizza sitting on a table nearby.
"How is it going with the design?" I asked, surpassing a yawn.
"Hmm. I'm not sure. I think I need your help." She grumbled, as she moved her laptop off the table. I followed suit and cleared the small table so she could put the paper drawings on the table for us to review.
"See, I don't think we should make this button link to that page," she pointed with her finger at a button drawing on one of the pages. Then she took a pencil out from her hair releasing her curls, which fell down her back and shoulders.
She leaned over the table and started erasing the button, and then paused for a minute to think. I was behind her looking over her shoulder to see what she was doing as she leaned over. Her ass was inches from my crotch. I started to get hard.
At that point she started to lean back up. I put my hand on her back and pushed her back down. She complied without saying anything. It just happened so fast.
I put my other hand between her thighs and ran it slowly up. Her thighs were steaming hot. The tights felt so smooth and soft. She gasped, but still didn't say anything.
As my hand travelled further up her thighs, I approached the bottom of her skirt. She froze.
"Open your legs," I commanded. She widened her stance and put both palms flat on the table. Still quiet, she started breathing harder. I took my hand off her back and hiked her skirt up. She was wearing white silk panties with purple dots underneath her tights.
With my left hand I massaged her ass cheek while I continued up the inside of her thigh with my right. Finally I reached her covered pussy. So soft. So warm. I began to move my hand back and forth over her crotch, teasing her clit.
She started moaning. "mmmm uhn mmm," and her breathing became deeper. Then she said, "Wwwaait. We can't do this. I'm married!"
"Too bad. You're mine, and I'm going to enjoy you all night. Now take of your skirt!" I demanded.
"..okay..." she whimpered, straightened up, undid the button around her waist, and then unzipped the skirt, letting it fall to the floor. She didn't turn around to face me, but I could hear a sniffle.
I didn't care. I pushed her back down, ripped down her tights and panties, and exposed her light brown, smooth ass. I pulled the tights and panties to the floor and made her step out of them, spreading her legs wide again. I smelled her pussy as I squatted down. Like salty strawberries. She was drooling juice. I couldn't resist, I stuck my tongue deep inside. I had to get a quick taste.
"Uughn. Ooh.. Ughgn." She moaned and instinctually pushed her pussy against my face. She leaned forward further, rocking her hips.
