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.
Had Patricia turned around, she wouldnt even have noticed from her
vantage point. Mrs. Carvey on the other hand couldnt help but see him
rise and the disapproving look on her face gave her opinion of his action.
Geez, thats just what I need. Henry thought. Old fuss and bolts making
some complaint that I was ogling one of the applicants.
He ran his hand through his thinning sandy hair for a few seconds and
then got an inspiration. He glanced up at the clock on the wall and saw
that it was quarter after four.
You know Mrs. Carvey, he said in a normal tone, ignoring her hostile
look. Were almost through for the day. Why dont I wrap up the paperwork
on these last two interviews myself and you just take off early.
Elizabeth Carvey didnt have to be asked twice. She quickly agreed and
dropped the folder on his desk. Quickly moving for the door, she was
almost out it before Henry could ask her to send in the last girl before
she left.
Opening the folder he was surprised to find it contained only the single
sheet of the application form. No letters of reference, so resume, no
writing samples....nothing.
The sound of footsteps entering the room told him Mrs. Carvey had
wasted no time sending in the last young lady and making a quick getaway.
Quickly, Henry scanned the slim information before him.
Janet Parker, 19. That was it except for address and phone number. A
little confused, Henry looked up and got his first real good look at Miss
Janet Parker.
Or rather at Miss Parkers rather impressive 38DD chest. Which was all
he first noticed when he lifted his eyes and saw the tall mahogany hued
woman standing in front of his desk. It took a few seconds for his focus
to expand, but ever so slowly he began to take in other features.
First he became aware of the open denim blouse that Janet wore over the
skin tight tank top. A very low cut top that clung so tightly to her
breasts that he could easily see the four inch halos around her nipples.
His next impression was of gold, lots of it. Five gold rings, three on
one hand and two the other. Add to that several gold bracelets, two
necklaces and large double ringed earrings. The final piece was a gold
overlay of one of her front teeth.
You Morrison? she asked.
Yes. he answered, thinking that this was definitely going to the
interview of the day.
Well, Im here for one of those intern positions. Janet said as she put
her hands on the waistband of her ever so short skirt. Where do I sign up?
Well its not that simple. Henry said in turn. Why dont you just take a
seat and tell me why you think you qualify for this job.
With a shrug of her shoulders, she took off the dark sunglasses shed
been wearing and took a seat.
Henry listened in silent amusement as the girl went on for the next ten
minutes on why she should be one of the new interns. Based on her
presentation, hed think twice about even hiring her to stand behind the
counter of a fast food place.
Again glancing up at the wall clock, Henry decided to give her another
five minutes before sending her on her way. Not that he minded staring at
those bodacious ta tas a little longer. Definitely the best tits of the
day. That was if the stiff cock in his pants were to be used as an
indicator.
The minute hand finally reached half past four and Henry moved to bring
the interview to a close.
Well Im afraid I have to be honest, Miss Parker, Henry said, trying to
cushion the blow. After all, he really wasnt a bad guy. But theres only
one opening left and Im afraid the young lady who preceded you is somewhat
more qualified.
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