Eva was a tall curvy brunette Latina, her thin black glasses balanced neatly on her nose as she sat in the well lit corridor of a large law firm. She and two others were awaiting an interview for the role of a personal assistant, she was easily the youngest amongst the group, as she had only just turned 22 and lacked the grey hair and tired eyes of the others. Her long straight hair was tied back neatly and she crossed her smooth flawless olive skinned legs patiently. She had arrived an hour early just to be sure she wasn't late. She needed this job badly and had spent most of her money on her suit just to make sure she looked the part, she had even bought a brand new set of underwear. She'd opted for some very sexy black lace lingerie including suspenders; she had thought that if she was going for it, she may as well go the full hog, plus it made her feel like she could be one of the sexy business women she had seen in films.
Her suit was smart and perfectly black, she had a well fitted jacket and pencil skirt that hugged her curves all the way around. Her blouse was crisp and white; it gleamed against the darkness of her suit. She had to admit that the blouse she had chosen may have been a little tighter than she thought, looking down to notice that her heaving DD breasts were almost fit to burst out if she inhaled too deeply.
As she looked at the other potential P.A's she realised she was the only female waiting. She could see them glancing over at her, their eyes wandering over her legs trying to sneak a look higher up her skirt. It made her nervous; she had never been comfortable around men without the presence of other women but didn't know why. Even the secretary at the desk in the corridor with them was male, although she could tell that she was definitely not his type. She could feel her nipples harden under her bra with the nerves and pulled her suit jacket further round to cover herself.
The door in front of Eva opened as an interviewee left the office. Eva tilted her head a little trying to see what the interviewer looked like but to no avail, all she saw was a window and the outside world. There was a ten minute wait before the phone rang at the secretary's desk and the next person was called into the office. Again, Eva tried but was unable to see who was performing the interview. The corridor was deathly silent apart from the sound of hurried typing from the camp secretary and intermittent shuffling from other interviewees. After waiting for the final 'competition' to complete his interview for what seemed like eternity it was Eva's turn, her heart began racing and her palms began to sweat as the secretary pointed her towards the door to the office.
As she walked towards the door the sound of her classy black heels clicking with each step echoed down the hall. Eva paused ever so briefly at the door before taking a breath putting a smile on her face and turning the handle. On the other side of the door was the window she had only been able to see and a vast room with a table at the end. The room was minimalist yet functional and modern. As Eva looked around she could tell that a lot of money had gone into decorating this room. She shut the door behind her and proceeded to walk towards the desk.
The desk was glass, with highly polished chrome supports. A cup, some neatly arranged files and a laptop were all that sat on the desk. In front of the desk was a high backed squishy looking leather arm chair and behind it in a tall almost flowing chair sat a thin smiling blonde, she must not have been a day over 25 thought Eva as she extended a hand towards her interviewer.
"Hello, you must be Eva?" said the interviewee.
"Yes." Eva responded, shaking her hand.
"Pleased to meet you. I'm Abby, and I'll be conducting your interview today, usually someone else does the interviews around here, but seeing as though you're wanting to work as my assistant I feel it's better if I interview you myself, that way we can get a feel for each other. As we might not connect and you might think I'm a total bitch!" Abby let out a quick laugh and gestured to Eva to sit.
Abby was roughly the same height as Eva but was a little less curvy. She was a lipstick lesbian and always had been. Her hair was platinum blonde, and tied tightly at the top back of her head in a bun without a single hair out of place. She too wore a smart dark suit and skirt combo, her jacket was lined in light baby pink and down at her feet were a matching pair of stilettos. Her skin was smooth and warm in colour but she seemed pale in comparison to Eva. She wore light make-up with a pink lipstick matching her outfit almost perfectly in hue. Although she lacked the full impressive curves of Eva's body, her push up bra made what she had look just as good, her breasts and cleavage were amplified even more by the low buttoning of her blouse.
Eva sat in the comfy arm chair and felt instantly at ease with the whole situation, her potential boss seemed friendly and like an ordinary person, and she was female!
'Now I'm just going to run down the basic ins and outs of what the job is all about first. You'll be managing day to day filing, maintaining my schedule, dealing with clients and performing little errands now and then. Pretty basic stuff really. Your references and qualifications look well suited to working in this company. Now I've got a couple of questions for you if that's ok?" said Abby as she looked Eva up and down.
"Sure" Eva replied eagerly, leaning forward in her chair.
"What kind of wine do you like?" she asked.
Eva looked surprised "erm..." she mused.
"Or are you a spirits kinda girl?" Abby continued, "or... larger?"
"Spirits I guess, I don't mind wine, but only rose or white. Why?" asked Eva.
"Good. Because as my assistant, you will be required to accompany me on meetings and business trips, and if I have no drinking partner it might get a bit boring." She laughed, leaning forward and smiling at Eva.
Eva could not believe how casual this interview was, and was becoming more excited about fun this job sounded.
They both began chatting to each other across the desk, discussing everything from their aspirations in life to their lifestyle. They were both sat relaxed and comfortable as they joked about their idea of a nightmare interview when Abby let down her hair.
"You don't mind do you?" she asked.
"No, go for it. I can't believe how perfect you managed to get it tied back though! I always have loose strands flying everywhere when I try to do it." sighed Eva.
"It's just practice I guess." Abby paused momentarily. "Hey, seeing as though you're my last interview for the day do you fancy a drink?" She asked.
"Erm, I dunno..." Replied Eva, glancing at the stylish clock on the wall; it was 3 in the afternoon. "I guess so then yeah, sure." She smiled at Abby and began to notice more how perfect her skin looked in the light and how her eyes glistened.
"Great!" Grinned Abby as she reached into a cabinet behind her, revealing an alcohol cupboard and mini fridge. She pulled out two glasses and a chilled bottle of rose from a selection of other bottles.
"I don't have a problem," she assured Abby, "although it sure looks like it, ha-ha! I just started with one or two bottles then decided to make it into a collection."
Abby sat back down in her seat, poured the two of them a glass and passed one to Eva. As the glass passed hands, Eva's fingers brushed lightly against Abby's causing a fluttering in her heart and sending a pleasant shiver through her body. Eva was certainly the hottest applicant of the day; in fact she was the only one that had caught Abby's eye.
