.....And Id really like this opportunity to work for Amicorp. the young
dark skinned woman said as she finished her presentation.
Henry Morrison sat back in his chair, taking the time to reexamine the
application on the desk in front of him. Patricia Brown, age 18. Senior
class honors, various other school awards.
Every year, Amicorp had open admissions for their intern program. The
final selection came down to the result of a personal interview with one of
the various department managers. Or so it usually went. In reality, the
chore was considered a total waste of a day and a smart manager usually
passed it off to one of his subordinates. On this, the last day of the
interviews, it had been passed off to Henry Morrison.
Patricia Brown was the eleventh of twelve planned interviews and she was
turning out to be a pleasant surprise. Having already chosen three of the
four winners, the 44 year old assistant manager was going to have no
problem picking Patricia as number four.
As was his usual practice when he drew this duty, Henry had scheduled
all the female applicants for the afternoon session. If nothing else, he
got to sit back and enjoy the attention of a few sweet young things. The
slightly balding assistant manager had never really been a winner with the
ladies, having married the only girl he ever really dated in high school.
With the honeymoon phase of his marriage having ended many years before, he
actually looked forward to these little indulgences.
It was a great surprise that he actually found someone who was more than
qualified. He have been more than willing to trade that for one of his
afternoon delights.
Not that Patricia was hard on the eyes. In fact, he was sure that if
she wanted, the pretty young woman couldve pursued a modeling career. She
had a lithe, tight body with small but firm breasts. Her charcoal black
facial features were equally small but crafted as if by an artist.
Well this certainly is an impressive application. Henry said as he
closed the folder. But as Im sure you understand we have to review the
qualifications of all the candidates before making a final decision.
Of course. Patricia said with a cheerful smile. Id like to again thank
you for your time and hope to hear from you soon.
Henry reached under the top of his desk and pressed a small button.
That is turn set off a small flashing light on the desk clock on the
receptionists desk. It was a usefully tool for cutting bad interview short
or as was in this case simply letting Mrs. Carvey know he was ready for
the next meeting.
In response, the door opened and the 52 year old receptionist walked in,
another manila folder in her hand. As she walked around the large wooden
desk, Patricia again thanked them for their time and rose to exit.
As she walked out, Henry couldnt help but notice the great way her skirt
hugged the outline of her tight little ass. In fact, it so held his
attention that he didnt realize that he had risen ever so slightly out of
his seat to get a better look.
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