There's never a dull moment when you live out here in Hollywood, but I was especially excited to find out that Ashley Tisdale, who've I always had a crush on, was going to be doing interviews to fill several positions at her new production company "Blonde Girl Productions."
Of course, as any other man in my position would also be prone to thinking, I naturally was far more excited about filling Ashley from several positions, but I had to actually get an interview with her first.
But thanks to some small-time production work in my background, Ashley got back to me and invited me in for an interview in her new office one day.
I'm not usually one to get nervous before a job interview, but since this one was going to be conducted by Ashley Tisdale, well, you can see how I would have been.
"Who's my next interview?' Ashley said as she peeked her head out the door, giving me a good look at the black skirt and button-up black shirt she is wearing as I raise my hand and introduce myself.
"It's me Ashley, the name's John, pleasure to meet you, but I'm a little bit nervous because I've always had a thing for you," I told her as I headed back to her office with her, Ashley giving me a smile as she looked me up and down, appearing to like what she saw.
"There's no reason to be nervous John," she told me as she led me into her office and invited me to sit on the couch, "I don't bite. Unless, of course, you want me to."
If she was trying to succeed in breaking the ice with me with that joke, it worked, but, unfortunately, what it also succeeded in doing was cause a tent to form in my pants that I was just sure would cause her to kick me out of her office if she saw it.
But what it actually did was quite the opposite.
"MMM...so John...what positions are you interested in filling here at "Blonde Girl Productions?" Ashley asked me, licking her lips and trying to avert her stare from the bulge between my legs, but the harder it got, the more I noticed Ashley staring at it.
"I would be interested in filling several positions actually Ashley..." I told her, my voice trailing off intentionally to let the double entendre hang in the air.
"Really? MMM...like what??" she whispered, getting up and locking her office door before coming over to the couch and sitting next to me on it as I placed one of my hands on her bare thigh, starting to press my luck.
"Any kind of position you can think of baby..." I whispered in her ear as my hand crawled its way up her leg, Ashley doing nothing to stop it despite her wedding ring shining in the light of the room and reminding both of us that she was supposed to be off-limits.
"Tell...me...more..." she hissed as I started to kiss her neck, throwing her head back as I started to run my hand between her legs as I pushed her down onto the couch and started to tug on her skirt as we began to make out on the couch.
