Sophie had been called into the executive conference room moments ago by her boss' secretary. She had taken the job only three months ago, right out of college. She was working as a junior executive and had overseen the shipment of Creative Cosmetic Inc.'s product line to those who ordered it. Still being somewhat new to the company and younger than most of the employees she was still highly intimidated by being summoned into a meeting with any of her superiors.
As she entered, she quickly glanced around the room. At the opposite end of a table sat her direct supervisor, Thomas Robertson, and what appeared to be two other high-ranking executives. She was offered a seat at the table and she sat down looking at the three men.
"You must be wondering why I called you in her today." Started Thomas. Sophie only nodded her head in response. "It's about your job performance I'm afraid. See, you haven't been keeping up to the standards we require here, and we just can't afford to keep you on full time if the work you've been doing is all you can provide for the company."
"What? I'm so sorry Mr. Robertson, I'll try my best to step it up and do better. But please, this is my first job and-" Pleaded Sophie.
"Look I know Sophie; the economy is tough, and our finances are spread pretty thin already. And I don't want to fire you, but the only way you'll be able to stay on here is if you pick up some extra volunteer duties."
"Ok" She sighed, slightly relieved, "what would those entail?"
"Well, we always need new people to work with our r&d department, if that sounds like something that wouldn't add too much to your schedule."
"Ok, yeah that sounds fine."
"Great. Just head down there after work today." Sophie returned to her desk. She had been so worried she would be fired during the meeting but picking up a couple of hours pro bono working with the research and development portion of the company wasn't too bad. It was much better than getting laid off.
Who knows, she thought to herself, she might even get to try on some good new makeup.
When she was done for the day, around 5, Sophie got in the elevator and went down to the 3rd floor. The doors opened with a ding and she walked up to the receptionist's desk. Something struck Sophie as odd about the receptionist though. She was stunning. Her golden-brown hair was just slightly curly and wavy, resting just below her color line. The very ends reaching the beginning of soft silky skin that extend downwards into two perky breasts. She displayed tasteful cleavage, only showing enough to hint at the fact that she must be gifted but not abnormally so. Sophie would've guessed just under an E cup bra size.
The receptionist had manicured eyelashes but in such a way that Sophie could not be sure. They were long and made her eyes glint. Accenting the cuteness of the face that now turned to look up at her.
"Hi, I'm Sophie. I was told to report here at 5." Sophie informed the receptionist.
"Yes hi, we're so happy you're here. If you could just go through the hallway to your right, you can meet up with the rest of the subjects." The bubbly receptionist said. Subjects? Sophie thought as she began down the hallway. When Thomas had told her about this, she thought he meant she would be working with them in an executive role. Of course, that wouldn't preclude her from some free samples. But subject implied experimentation. The thought made her hesitant.
