As one of the head executives of a company, I was looking for someone to fill the position as my personal assistant. Today, I would make my final decision as to who would get the job. I had called Tamara and Christine in for their final interviews, and as they sat in front of me, I knew that my decision was going to be very difficult.
Tamara was wearing a sheer white blouse without a bra and a short black skirt. Her blouse simply accentuated her perfect breast, and beneath her skirt, there was just a hint of her garters. They were holding securely to her black stockings that wrapped her long sexy legs.
Christine was dressed in tight white slacks and a blouse. Her pants did not show panty lines; therefore, one could only assume that she was wearing a thong. In addition, her blouse form fitted her large bountiful tits and her erect nipples. They were both a sight to see.
"I have called you in because I have to choose one of you to be my assistant. You both have exceptional resumes, and your initial interviews went better that I could have imagined. Unfortunately, I cannot hire you both. You need to understand that once you accept this position, I will require more than just filing and dictation. I will expect certain liberties."
With questioning looks on their faces, Christine was the first to speak up and asked, "What do you mean by that?"
"Basically, I will expect to fuck you when I please, as well as have you please any of my clients upon my request."
There was silence.
"The decision is now yours. If you decide that I am asking too much, turn and leave now. Your reputations will not be effected, and you will only have excellent recommendations from me."
They looked at each other as if the other knew what to do.
"But... if you decide to accept the position, and all that goes with it, I ask that you disrobe now. I want to further discuss what positions your duties will entail."
Tamara and Christine sat looking at me with stunned looks on their faces. They were not quite sure what to make of the proposal offered to them. I could only imagine the thoughts that had to be going through their minds. Oh, if only I were a mind reader.
Christine was the first to move. She got up from her chair and headed towards the door. Tamara began enticing me by slowly unbutton her blouse. Christine stopped at the door and locked it. Turning around, she started removing her blouse as well. This was, truly, going to be interesting.
"Since you both have decided to stay, I will let you know that whomever pleases me the most gets the job."
Tamara's breasts were now exposed. The soft brown of her areolas only highlighted the perfect globes I now beheld. Her nipples were small but extremely hard, and were begging to be suckled. She stood and slowly walked toward me. Her blouse was now completely unbuttoned and flowing behind her.