"That's not professional attire you understand. Especially since this is a job inter... Ummm Ms. Kroger! That is entirely unacceptable! Oh lord Ms. Kroger what are you... Ms. Kroger Ms Kroger what are...? Sit down... Oh god woman..."
"Ms. Kroger goodbye we are done... Huh what the... That will be oh my god woman! Ohhh god ohhhhhh god ummm I... I have kids; I have a, a wife and... Ohhhh geez woman! Please stop that! No, no... Ohhh please ohhh my... Please oh please stop, stop please ohhhh..."
"Wow I hafta say Ms. Kroger whatever it is you put on; whatever that is you're wearing well it smells very nice on, on you... Ohhhhhhh yeah, yeah it does."
Gary was seduced by a woman who knew what she wanted and knew what she was doing. Interviewing the woman who for the fifth time in eight years learned her gift well and was skilled in the art of seduction took care of another innocent prey. Gary Thompson, the Human Resources Director of Vertigo Corp had never experienced anything or anyone like what happened to him that late Friday afternoon.
Walking out of her very long interview, Sandra Kroger again was very proud of herself. With her hair pulled back in a ponytail to hide imperfections in her recently washed hair, Sandra successfully obtained another job simply wearing her white and tight spaghetti strapped top. Wearing a black woman's blazer, it covered most of the top she wore. The top itself wasn't cut too low but with her figure and legs most women would die for, Sandra seized the moment once again.
Flashing a wicked sexy smile and twirling her medium length blond hair often, Sandra Kroger seemed to wink at her interviewer making him wonder why or if she was flirting during the interview process. He was uncomfortable.
Everything she did while answering questions would secure another high paying position just like every other job interview she went to prior to that day. She was good, she was hott as hell, she was a hottie, and she was smooth in her seduction of Gary Thompson. Gary found that out too late.
"Oh my god Tom, she is well she was... Oh man Tom she was freaking hott. I mean there is more to it then that. She was freaking sexier then anything I mean anyone I've ever been with; not that I've had my fair share of women you understand. She just dressed like some well some... I don't know Tom. She was umm how should I say it?"
"Fucking Playboy model Gary" Tom asked him. Gary shook his head yes. "Hmmm she was that hott and that great huh? God you are lucky. You are always lucky man! Do you remember that other girl?"
"Hey that ordeal wasn't my fault! I had nothing to do with her at all! I never ever touched her Tom! Not once did I touch that! Huh uhhh no way did I get even close to that stuff I know she wanted it, but I did not go there!" Tom roared out laughing. He knew about the other girl. At the time, she had just turned 18. The day after she turned 18, she was on 4 different managers in 2 days time. It turns out that girl had sex with 4 different managers, and they obliged her, in two days time. All four were fired. Regardless if upper management thought she was underage it was against company policy. The girl knew it, the managers knew it, but all of their hormones told them otherwise.
Come Sandy Kroger; one hott sexy younger woman looking for a good fuck in turn for getting a better paying job. She didn't get the fuck she sought, but she got almost everything else. Sitting across the desk from Gary, she smiled, answered his questions in sharp crisp responses all the while twirling her soft blond locks of hair, oh and winking occasionally too.
"Tom I gotta get this off my chest. I should keep this to myself but I knew after what she did, she was hired. Hell if she did to you what she did to me or I did for her, you'd hire her too man!"
"What did actually happen" Tom asked Gary with a smile so big and eyes so mischievous that once that woman would settle in, he said to himself "I'm gonna see about seeking her out and getting a little of that action too."
"Well I called her in to the back room; all the way at the end of the hall. It's that interview room. It's a perfect room for what happened too. Anyways, first I made the mistake of checking her out. You know like I accidentally tried to see inside her the black blazer which covered up a white thin top. I assumed it was a nice cotton tee like my wife wears; nothing too sexy, but very flattering to say the least."
"Yeah, yeah come on and get to the good stuff Gary" Tom told him excitedly.
"I opened the door and didn't get a whiff of whatever she was wearing as far as perfume was concerned until later. My sinuses had been bothering me. I went and got her a cup of tee. It was only a minute. When I came back she was still sitting there like before."
"Her blazer was still buttoned; you could see her tits, but not too well. You couldn't see any cleavage, because the top she wore wasn't cut that low. I think there was a hint of it showing; not enough to turn you on at all. I didn't put much stock into her outfit at that point. I focused or tried to focus on her qualifications and the position."
"When we umm discussed the job requirements; that's when I think she nonchalantly undid her blazer. It opened up slightly but not enough for anyone to take notice. I remember her shifting in her chair like she was not comfortable. She continued replying to me with well defined answers. She was sharp Tom. She smiled a lot but she toyed with that hair of hers. Doing it gave me the impression she was uncomfortable."
"You think so" Tom asked.
"Yeah I thought so, but afterwards when I thought about everything that happened it was all a ploy man. She knew exactly what she wanted to do. She scripted everything she did out to the last detail. She was experienced Tom; very experienced to say the least."
"Come on tell me the good parts! Get to the good parts Gary!"
"Okay, okay be patient" Gary replied. "She folded her arms but with her hands open against her chest. While we spoke she seemed to put on hand inside one lapel. I saw what seemed to be rustling underneath her lapel. I was curious to know what the heck was going on. I mean was she playing with her tit? Was she playing with a nipple? That's what I thought. That's what it looked like."
"No shit" Gary exclaimed.
"No shit Tom. She was actually fingering one nipple and then the other nipple right there in our interview all the while keeping a straight face. She was priming them. She was priming herself. She was primed herself to make a move on me in the hopes of seducing me." Tom listened intently.
"While we talked or I talked she acted as though she was listening to me. I have no idea if she was or not. I was telling her while looking at a book, into the air, or her too, but I didn't pay attention at all what she did next until it was too late."
That nice looking blazer had slipped off in the course of the interview. When I looked up man all I saw her tan sexy shoulders. All I saw were boobs. All I saw were boobs which of course were covered by that sexy top she wore. That spaghetti strapped top she wore along with her slender figure and legs I saw suddenly I hadn't noticed before. She wore this skirt, which was also tight, and her legs... Oh shit those legs were long and sexy and god Tom they were incredible as incredible got!"
"You are the luckiest guy in the world Gary!" Tom laughed, but he was envious and horny too!
"I'm not so sure Tom. That's when I told her what she wore was inappropriate attire or I tried telling her. That's when I tried to tell her what she had on was inappropriate for a job interview. It was like she wasn't even listening. She smiled while I tried telling her that. I don't know if she even apologized, but I do know one thing. She never ever put her blazer back on."
"No I bet she didn't. She knew she had you dude" Tom told Gary.
"Well yeah she did, but I didn't realize it yet. She stood up and began to approach me, but pulled her chair behind her. She was going to sit right in front of me. She pulled that chair around the side of the desk. I knew what was happening then. I tried telling her the interview was over, but it wasn't as far as she was concerned. She was not done yet. I wasn't done yet. We definitely weren't done yet."
"I love Cheryl with all my heart and soul Tom. I love her to death. Granted we have out fair share of arguments, but I wouldn't trade my life in for a minute. I love my kids. I love Cheryl and I tried telling this woman I had kids and a wife I love. She knew it but behaved as though she wasn't listening. She stood up while she began smiling, she stepped against me, and I got a waft of her perfume. She smelled out of this world. She was so pretty, so beautiful, and so sexy Tom it is hard to explain it."
"Her figure especially in that top she wore and how it gracefully followed the soft slender lines and undulations of her boobs and flat tummy man... We oh my god I remember it like it was a little while ago!"
"She sat down and looked into my eyes while smiling softly. Her hands pressed up against her breasts and she made circular motions on them. I got hard Tom. I mean I got real hard. I felt this rush of excitement stream rapidly throughout me Tom. It was wild."
"She reached for my shirt. She undid my buttons. She pushed my shirt back off my shoulders. She looked at my body, and you've seen my body I mean I don't have the greatest looking chest in the world man. Right Tom I don't have a great looking chest."
"Umm well I guess not but that doesn't matter to me" replied Tom.