A new office : Part 1 : the job interview

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"So, I think we can conclude from your interview that you don't have the skills you claimed on your CV"
"No, sorry," he gulped.
"Why did you waste everyone's time here?" she stood up from the desk, stern.  A business suit that was as sharp as it was ***some.
He felt like he was going to cry, "I'm sorry - I just... I'm not that far short... I'm a good learner"
"Then we could have approached your application differently."
"I'm just, I'm out of work - and I need a job.  I'll do anything."
She pushed her glasses onto her face.
"I'll clean toilets?"
"Do you understand COSHH?"
"No"
"Then you don't clean"
"I can do... err... admin... I can make the tea"
"OK. I'm a fair Lady." she sat down - and placed her heels on her desk, "Please stop whimpering"
"OK, sorry."
"Although you're not qualified, I can see from the truth you told that you are willing to put the work in and you are willing to learn."
"That's right"
"So, would a trainee wage work for a trainee position?"
His face lit up, "It would actually! I won't let you down"
She made a few clicks on her office computer.
"I'm going to print a contract.  You can walk away without signing it at any time, or, if you sign it then you can start on Monday"
"Really? Thank you! Pass me a pen!"
"Stop!"
He stopped quiet, he was terrified but excited.
"If you are a trainee, you understand you are starting at the bottom"
"I understand"
"So, show me. Starting at the bottom."
"I'm confused"
She wiggled her shoes
"Of my heels"
"Heels?"
"While the contract is printing, you will kiss my shoes. You will suck my heels. If you stop, I will stop the printer.  Get to it."
He started slow pecks to her expensive heels. She made a few more clicks and he could hear the whirr of the slow dot matrix printer in the background.
"Put some love into it," she instructed, "I want your lips right against the sole"

He did, full and long kisses against each part of the sole.

"Good.  What I like is that you didn't question.  Have I just been in the office in these today, or did I walk in the park... through the mud?" he paused, she paused the printer. "Keep going"
He resumed.

"I want you to suck my heels"
He moved over and started sucking the tip of the heel.
"Again, some love - pretend you're deep throating."
He put a little more enthusiasm into it.

"You know, this might be a good arrangement after all."

It felt like he'd been kissing and sucking the shoes for an age as the printer came to a stop.

She ushered him to stop and went to back up the print outs.
She took a pen and signed the pages as he sat.
She passed over the contract. He gave a half look without really reading.

"Can I have a pen?"
"Can I have a pen, what?"
"A pen, to sign..."
"You probably should read a little on page 2..."
He turned over. Read the first few lines and went a little red.
"Please, Ma'am, may I have a pen?"
"Better. But, you're going to earn this pen.  Remember, you can leave any time but no job until you've signed."
"OK, what can I do?"
"Lie on the floor, head under where my feet are"
He slowly got down and lay flat into position.
She removed her heels and placed both nylon clad feet into his face.   There was an immediate smell of sweat.
"Breathe in, take a nice big breath"
He did, the pungent smell creeping up into the back of his nose.
"You smell that? That's the smell of opporunity"
He made another big breath uninstructed
"You are a good learner!"
He continued the breathing.
"So, I will set you up on the computer system - and when I'm done you can have the pen to sign"

10 minutes later, she eventually let him up.

"I am impressed.  Here is the pen to sign"

He signed each page, without really reading anything.

There was a knock on the door, she motioned the person in, it was another Lady carrying a pass, "His pass is printed ready"
"Good... boy, on your knees before the Lady."

He got on the floor and knelt down.

The assistant placed the lanyard around his neck.
He read the name tag on it; "Office Bitch" read the job title.

The assistant spoke to him, "Welcome to the company.  You will report to me on Monday for your training and duties.   But, basically - you are available for anything, from anyone in the department, at any time."
"Yes Ma'am"
"I'm not Ma'am, I'm Miss"
"Sorry, Miss"
"I hope you're going to enjoy working in an otherwise all-female office... especially more than the last guy - he really should have remembered the lube....."

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This is incredibly unrealistic. Nobody uses a dot matrix printer !

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Looking forward to part 2 

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part 2 written and coming soon - I'm just mulling where to take p3... there are ideas a flowing