Coed Concubine: the Interview

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Hello all. This is my first story; I started writing it on a whim late last year and had been working on it on-and-off for about 6 months before I decided to make a push to finish it up for the Nude Day Contest.

As fair warning, it's a bit slow burning. Characters start talking about nudity and sex relatively early on, but don't start engaging in it until about halfway through, and even at that point its mostly just nudity/exhibitionism, with only a little bit of sex. If you prefer stories in which everyone starts fucking within the first 100 words, I'm afraid you'll have to look elsewhere.

All characters involved in sexual situations are 18+. All characters and events are fictional; any relation to real individuals or events is purely coincidental.

Thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoy!

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Sarah was about to head out to her Monday morning lecture on International Relations when she received the phone call.

"Hello, I'm trying to reach Sarah Pett, is this her?"

"Yes, speaking."

"Hi Ms. Pett, I'm Monica Halsey with the Lingfield Trust and I'm calling in regard to the application you submitted to become a member of Mr. Mark Lingfield's household staff."

It took Sarah a moment to realize what the woman was referring to. Two weeks into the semester word had spread around campus about a job offer that had been posted on a recruitment site primarily used by Bay-area college students. The offer had been posted by the Lingfield Trust, the personal company of some Silicon Valley big wig, and other than the generic title of "Household Staff" the listing had been rather vague on details other than suggesting that the position would be particularly well suited for 3

rd

or 4

th

year undergraduates who were planning to pursue an advanced degree. The combination of household staff and advanced degree would have been somewhat strange on its own, but what really piqued people's interest was that as part of the application process candidates were asked to fill out a lengthy questionnaire, with well over 100 questions that as far as anyone could tell seemed to have been put together completely at random. There was no consistent theme that anyone could associate with either household work, advanced degrees, or really any other obvious topic. Several of the questions were particularly personal in nature, and largely based on those entries the consensus opinion had settled on the idea that the application was posted by someone looking for a sugar baby, but with all the extra questions included to try and obscure that fact. Such arrangements certainly weren't unheard of on campus, though it was unusual for such a listing to be posted by a legitimate company, and other theories such as it being a CIA recruitment puzzle remained popular among certain groups.

While Sarah had been aware of the posting from the talk around campus, she initially hadn't given it any significant thought. It's true that she had briefly entertained the idea of trying to become a sugar baby the previous year to help cover her expenses, but just a cursory search online brought up enough horror stories that she decided that she'd be better off sticking with her student loans and part-time job at the university's administrative department for the time being. However, one night while hanging out with some of her girlfriends a drunken dare had led her to creating a profile on the Trust's website and posting her resume so that the group could access and read through the questionnaire, debating amongst themselves the true purpose of questions such as "If you were in a talent show, what skill would you demonstrate?", "At what age did you experience your first crush", and "If you were to be reincarnated as an animal, which would you chose?" They speculated on what the true "responsibilities" of the job would be and (as the night wore on) who amongst them would be the most "qualified" for the position.

After the joke had run its course Sarah had logged off and promptly forgotten about the job posting until a few days later when she had been studying alone in her dorm and she received an automated email reminder regarding the incomplete application. Deciding that she could use a diversion Sarah followed the included link back to the Trust's website and on a whim updated the questionnaire responses to how they honestly applied to her and then hit the submit button, telling herself that all the speculation was probably just overblown, and if nothing else it was good practice to be filling out applications.

"Oh... right. That was like 2 months ago... I had assumed that someone else had gotten the job."

"We keep applications on file for one year after initial submittal, and while we did decide to go with a different candidate for our last posting an additional position has recently become available, and we consider you to be a prime candidate. I'm calling to see if your responses to the questionnaire are still accurate, and assuming they are to invite you to an in-person interview, provided you are still interest in the job of course?"

Sarah could only vaguely recall the specifics of the questionnaire from those weeks ago, but in the intervening time she had been largely focused on her coursework and couldn't think of any major life changes that would have altered her responses. "I can't think of any changes to my answers, but honestly I haven't reviewed the list since the initial application so it's possible I may be forgetting something." Sarah paused a moment to think before responding to the second part of the question. She hadn't really considered pursuing the job; her application had started as a joke, and then just as an excuse to practice for future legitimate job opportunities. But then she thought,

Wouldn't it also be useful to get some practice with interview skills? And who knows, if I'm lucky I might even be able to make some useful connections as part of the process

. "I would potentially still be interested in the job but given the vagueness of the listing I'd need further details of what exactly it entails before I'd be able to say for sure."

"Of course, it would actually be concerning to us if you were prepared to take the job without wanting more information first. How about I send you a link so that you can review your application and make any updates to the questionnaire if needed. If everything still looks good after that we can setup an in-person interview during which I can walk you through the specific responsibilities of the position."

Sarah agreed and confirmed that the email that she had initially provided was still good before she hung up and then had to race to class to make it on time. Sarah knew that she should pay attention to the lecture; there were only a couple weeks left in the semester and she was already in full study mode during her free time, but her curiosity got the better of her and she surreptitiously pulled out her phone and entered the name Mark Lingfield in the search bar. The Wikipedia article on the man said that he had been born in 1978 and that during college he had started a company that had gotten bought out during the peak of the dotcom buying frenzy, allowing him to avoid the subsequent crash and walking away with a few hundred million dollars. Afterwards he had created the Lingfield Trust to manage his assets and philanthropic efforts, which it seemed to have done with a respectable amount of success; the latest edition of the Forbes 400 had estimated that he was currently worth $3-4 billion; enough to make the list, but "only" in the bottom quarter of it. The article did not note any other significant details; no arrests or other scandals, nor any family relations. By all appearances Mark Lingfield had lived an uneventful life for the past 20+ years.

Sarah's internal musings were interrupted by a notification that she had received an email from the Lingfield Trust, but rather that heighten her interest it instead just served as a reminder that she had other, more important, things to be focusing on, and so she put away her phone and returned her attention to the lecture.

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Once Sarah arrived back at her dorm that afternoon she pulled up the email on her laptop and used it to reopen her application. She reviewed the questionnaire again but still couldn't discern any underlying thread connecting the disparate questions and so after reviewing her answers to ensure that they were all still accurate she hit the submit button again.

About ten minutes later Sarah's phone rang again. "Hi Sarah, this is Monica Halsey again, I see that your questionnaire responses remain unchanged, would you be available to meet this Friday?"

"I've got class from 9-11 Friday mornings, but should be able to meet in the afternoon, would 1 o'clock be ok?"

"Yes, I believe that should be fine. The interview will take place at the Lingfield Estate; I'll email you with directions as well as a Non-Disclosure Agreement covering certain details related to the operation of the Estate that you will be required to sign."

Sarah didn't view this new wrinkle as a particularly reassuring starting point, but a quick search online revealed that such NDAs were common practice for private household employees. When the email arrived a few minutes later Sarah quickly reviewed its terms and was surprised to see that it included a cover page explaining that signing the NDA did not prevent her from informing the police if she observed any illegal acts taking place at the estate. From her studies Sarah knew this notification was unnecessary, no NDA could be used to prevent such reporting, but she supposed it was meant to reassure those who were less familiar with the legal system and chose to take it as a positive sign.

The NDA itself did not prevent Sarah from telling anyone that she would be going to the estate to apply for a job, but it did forbid the disclosure of any details regarding the estate itself, its staff and their duties, or any details regarding Mark Lingfield's family and personal affairs. Sarah still found it a little strange how vague everything was, but otherwise she couldn't find anything out of the ordinary, so after reading back through the agreement two more times to make sure that she hadn't missed anything she electronically signed and return it.

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After her class on Friday Sarah went about getting prepared for the interview. She wasn't really sure what the dress code when interviewing for a "household staff" position would be, especially when she still wasn't even sure what exactly the position would entail, but ultimately she decided that even though this would likely only end up being a practice interview she should act as if she was applying for an actual internship or job in the legal field. As such she decided to wear her best pantsuit, consisting of a white blouse and matching black pants and a jacket, along with black 3-inch heels. She did allow herself to settle for wearing her shoulder-length brown hair in a simple ponytail instead of the more elaborate bun that she had gone with during certain formal class presentations. After telling her roommate where she was going, Sarah headed out.

The Lingfield Estate was located in the foothills west of town, just over 30 minutes from campus. She arrived at about 12:45 and buzzed the intercom located next to the gate.

"Lingfield Estate." A familiar female voice said over the intercom.

"Hi, this is Sarah Pett, I'm here for an interview."

"Oh good, Sarah. I'll open the gate for you. Just keep driving down the road until you see the main house and then take a right to reach the carport. I'll meet you there."

The gate swung open soundlessly, closing again shortly after Sarah had driven through. The area was moderately forested and the road curved so she couldn't see too far ahead but the road continued to curve as it climbed upwards, leading Sarah to believe it was spiraling up to the top of a hill. She passed a couple smaller cottages along the side of the road but kept going until about a quarter mile past the gate she entered a large clearing, with what Sarah assumed had to be the main house standing prominently atop the local high point. She turned off the road at the designated spot and soon found the carport tucked behind a small rise such that it was out of view from the main house.

The carport seemed like it could probably hold around twenty cars, but at present it was less than half full. Sarah also didn't see any million-dollar sports cars and speculated that this Mark Lingfield must not be into such things, but then realized that it was more likely that he just didn't keep them in the same place as the vehicles belonging to the hired help.

Sarah saw a blonde-haired woman sitting in a golf cart at the edge of the lot and parked in a spot near her. As Sarah approached the woman got out of the cart and Sarah was able to guess that she was in her mid-30's and a few inches shorter than Sarah's own 5'9" stature. She wore a beige suit with a pencil skirt and smiled as she reached out to shake Sarah's hand. "Hi Sarah, I'm Monica, it's great to meet you!" She gestured to the golf cart as she continued, "I'll take you up to the house so we can do the interview there."

The short distance between the mansion and carport only took another minute in the cart, but it still gave Sarah a good opportunity to check out the exterior as they approached. The building looked to be two stories tall, with a front face that was well over half a football field in length, though quite a bit less deep. On the face of it, the house appeared to feature stone wall construction like a centuries-old manor house, but Sarah wondered if this might just be an aesthetic choice; the house and the surrounding landscaping didn't seem weathered enough for it to actually be that old.

Monica parked just off to the side of the front entrance and then ushered Sarah in through the front double doors into a well-appointed vestibule. Another set of double doors stood on the other side of the entryway, but Monica turned Sarah to a smaller door along the side of the room which opened to reveal a moderately sized office. She gestured for Sarah to take a seat in front of the desk while she walked around to the other side and took out a decent sized stack of papers from one of the drawers before sitting down herself.

"Now, I'm sure you probably have a few questions, and I'd like to start with what I suspect you'll agree is the most important one. As you pointed out when we talked on the phone, the job description posted on the Trust's site was fairly vague and I can tell you that it was intentionally so; a description of this position that was both honest and more detailed would likely attract unwanted attention. On this estate we do employ a number of employees who are responsible for cleaning and other maintenance-type activities, but we also have a second category of house staff, and it is for that position that this posting is for. The primary duty of these staff members is to serve as companions for Mr. Lingfield by spending time with him, conversing with him, and by joining him in activities of mutual interest."

Monica looked Sarah right in the eyes. "Now, there is one category of activity that Mr. Lingfield has always been particularly fond of, those being activities that are sexual in nature, and he is looking for companions that share that interest. To be blunt, what we are looking for is someone who is interested in serving as one of the concubines in Mr. Lingfield's harem."

And there it was, out in the open. The speculation back on campus, ridiculous as it seemed, had actually gotten it right, more or less. Despite knowing the rumors, Sarah was still somewhat shocked to have it confirmed, and as Monica had promised, so bluntly at that. Sarah felt her face turning red and tried to formulate a response to this revelation, but never got the chance as Monica paused for only the briefest of moments before continuing.

"Now, before we proceed any further there's a couple of points that I want to make very clear. First off, you should know that all sexual encounters involved with this role are completely consensual; Mr. Lingfield's concubines always have the right to decline to participate in any situation that they are not comfortable with. Secondly, I want to assure you that everything we do here is completely legal. While there is an

expectation

of sexual activity associated with this job, there is not a

requirement

for it, and while I'll admit that I'm not a fan of splitting hairs like that, it is an important distinction here. Legally speaking, this is not prostitution. So, now that you know all this, if you are no longer interested in the position I understand and I can take you back to your car, but if you'd like to know more, I would be happy to answer your questions."

So many questions fought for prominence in her mind Sarah that had trouble settling on just one to put into words. After a moment she managed to spit out, "One of???"

"Yes, for a variety of reasons Mr. Lingfield finds it beneficial to maintain multiple employees in this role."

"Ok... umm... The job listing said that this would be of particular interest to those seeking advanced degrees. Why would I... I mean why would they... I mean why would you specifically target..."

"I'll try answer those separately if you don't mind," Monica said kindly, as Sarah's train-of-thought series of questions petered out, "While I can't say specifically why you might accept this position, I

can

tell you some the common reasons our previous hires have cited for doing so, and in many cases have stayed on in the role for a significant amount of time."

"First off, I think you'll find that our compensation package is quite generous, particularly for someone at your stage in life. Next, the time commitment and scheduling flexibility allows for a strong work-life balance that many of our employees appreciate. But most importantly, the individuals who really excel in this position do so because they honestly enjoy the work; for them the job itself is a significant part of the reward."

After giving Sarah a moment to take that in, Monica continued. "Now, as to why the job posting specifically cited 3

rd

and 4

th

year students who were pursuing advanced degrees as ideal candidates, we find that individuals in that demographic are ideal for multiple reasons. First, and just to get it out of the way, it would be ridiculous to try to deny that the beauty associated with youth doesn't contribute at least a small amount towards the desirability of a candidate for this position. Physical appearance is absolutely one of the factors that we look for, but age-related traits are secondary to a significant number of other attributes. l will tell you that Mr. Lingfield's harem includes more than one woman who are no longer in her early-to-mid-twenties, and it will likely continue to do so in the future."

"More important however, is the fact that such individuals can typically be counted on to have enough interest and acquired enough knowledge in their fields of study to be able to discuss them in a meaningful way. I mentioned earlier that Mr. Lingfield desires conversation with his concubines, and that's not just a smoke screen to try and distract people from the sexual component of the relationship. He frequently seeks out his concubines to discuss a variety of subjects with them. Mr. Lingfield maintains at least a casual interest in many fields of study, with the physical sciences and engineering being areas of particular interest to him, but he also genuinely enjoys discussing other topics including economics, history, legal matters, and even politics and religion, so long as all involved are able to do so in a calm and respectable manner. Mr. Lingfield loves learning new things and hearing other's opinions, and if he can do so with an attractive young woman, so much the better."