Wanted: Personal Assistant with benefits, for the Director of a tech company. Must be an expert in the MS Office package and have good written and spoken English. Good looks a necessity and, must be ready to accompany the Director on meetings and trips. Timings to be convened. High salary. Please send your CV to NL69.
JP was ready for the interview. She was wearing an off-white, long-sleeved silk blouse with a grey satin vest over it, silky thigh-length sheer stockings, a short red skirt, a pair of high black heels and nothing else. She had had a nice, long shower and then after towelling herself dry, had assiduously rubbed some moisturiser on and then, put perfume on her wrists, behind her ears, on her cleavage and on her inner thighs.
Afterwards, she had put some makeup on -- black waterproof mascara and eyeliner to draw attention to her large brown eyes and a fucksia pink lipstick. Her tan skin didn't need much else.
She gazed at herself critically in the full-length mirror in her lobby. She looked professional and as sexy as the ad implied it wanted her to look. Picking her handbag up from the bench where she had left it the night before, she opened her front door and walked out.
On her way to the interview, JP. drew many an admiring eye. With her long, black, shiny stfaight hair, and exotic features, she was a looker, and she knew it. She also worked hard to maintain it - 5 days a week in the gym and an expert eye whilst buying clothes and good genes certainly helped.
The interview was to be held in one of the conference rooms in a nearby hotel, so she decided to walk it. She walked the 5 minutes with a long stride whilst swaying her pert bum which jutted out invitingly, straining against her tight black skirt. Twice a week, JP made sure to exercise that butt, so it stayed firm.
Upon reaching the hotel and enquiring at reception, the receptionist pointed to the stairs leading down to the basement where the conference rooms were housed. It was a 5 star and she liked that -- if the company could afford a 5 star for interviews, it gave assurance about the "high salary" bit in the ad. Her good feeling increased.
She looked at the email on her phone -- it said that he had booked Conference room 8. Upon reaching the door marked with the correct number, she looked at her watch. She was 5 minutes early and was beginning to feel a bit nervous. Nevertheless, she knocked on the door and waited.
From inside, she heard a voice call out a, "Come in!" Her heart started to beat a bit faster.
She walked in and saw a rectangular conference table stretching out in front of her and at the end, a man sitting in front of a laptop and a notepad. Next to the conference table and arranged around a low coffee table, were 2 red sofas facing each other.
"Good afternoon", she said, walking slowly and sensuously up the left length of the conference table and to the man seated at the end of it.
"Good afternoon, you must be Ms. P," he said, pointing to the chair to the right of him. He remained seated.
She smiled and sat down, her legs demurely straight in front of her.
His eyes went appreciatively from her heels to her shapely legs and on to her face.
"I am Mr Lobos ans you must be Ms. JP. I see from your CV that you have many years of experience being a PA. Please, would you mind telling me a bit about your job experience."
JP. smiled and started telling him about her professional experience in the past 5 years. He asked her some questions and she responded.
