HIS REQUEST
The lady in front of him is stunning, with all the right things in the right places.
Of all the women he has met in his life, he doesn’t think he has met one as beautiful as she is. She has deep blue eyes, so deep and beautiful that when he stares into them it feels like he is staring
at an ocean
Her lips are pink and pucker as if they are begging him to come get a kiss. How much he wishes
to grab that kiss and ravish them.
To climax it all, she has perfectly crafted curves, barely hidden by her skirt, and her breasts although properly covered by her blouse appear so big. The blouse can’t obviously hide something that big and as such it is easy to notice.
She is just so endowed.
“Wow,” his mouth waters and he passes his tongue over his bottom lip, his cock quaking in his pants and his eyes filling with so much lust. He can’t help but imagine having her ride him to ecstasy while he feasts on her boobs, His breath hitches, his cock getting hard to the point of pain.
‘No, it would be so bad of him if he misses a taste of this particular hot fish.‘
He smiles slyly, a mischievous glint in his eyes, and rearranges himself lest Natasha notices how he is ogling her. “You must be Miss Nicholson,” as soon as he is done, he remarks, smiling sweetly
at her.
“Yes, sir,” Natasha replies as professionally as she can be, returning his smile.
“Please have your seat then, I’ll attend to you,” as he speaks, he doesn’t even spare Jordan a glance
as all his attention is on her. And Jordan doesn’t seem to mind, as he shrugs indifferently and
leans against the wall, hands in his pockets, appearing more like a dangerous mafia in movies just
waiting for the ideal moment to explode.
Natasha is quite still nervous, and this time around, it is not personal.
She is not blind after all and as such, had noticed how the supervisor stared at her even though he was so quick to mask it. As a gorgeous lady, she is used to men staring at her in that way; it is a gaze she has grown accustomed to, and as far as she can remember, it is nothing flattering or good.
She clasps her hands and bites her lower lip, wondering if she is just being paranoid or if she
genuinely needs to be disturbed.
“Is there anything wrong, Miss Nicholson?” The supervisor inquires, raising an eyebrow at her.
“Uhm,” Natasha hums, snapping out of her daze. “Sorry, Mr…”
whent Benjamin Wright
Ok, Mr. Wright, there’s no problem at all I just zoned off back there. Sorry about that,” she fakes a
smile
T happens, no need for apologies,” he smiles right back at her, pretending to be a perfect gentleman. Please take your seat so we can get on with the item of the day.”
“Sure,” she replies as she wipes the sweat from her brow and casts a glance at Jordan before walking up to the swivel chair in front of her and sitting down, resting her clasped hands on her
thighs
“So, Miss Nicholson, I’ll cut right to the chase. I reviewed your paperwork, CV, and everything else, and I must say that I am quite impressed. You are a smart lady, and the company would be delighted to have a lady like you as an employee.”
“Really?!” Natasha exclaims, her eyes bright, “Does that mean I’m going to be hired?” She implores, her gaze fixed on his, and her heart pounding fiercely against her chest.
On normal terms, yes,” he says, smiling. “But you see, Miss Nicholson,” he trails off and licks his lips as his lecherous gaze drops to her somewhat exposed thighs escaping her skirt.
Natasha shudders and instinctively covers her thighs with her hands.
His stare is making her feel so uneasy that she can’t stand it. “You were saying, Mr. Wright?” She tries to divert his attention away from her body.
“Ahem,” he coughs. I’m sorry, I zoned out right there,” he says righteously as if it’s acceptable to openly ogle a lady like that, then to top it off, he adds, “But can you blame me? You’re far too beautiful; anyone would be taken aback by your beauty no matter how hard he tries to hold
himself.”
At this remark, Natasha can’t help but cast Jordan a subtle glance. Benjamin has just declared that anyone would be taken aback by her beauty, and she could say she could have believed that to be true because every guy she has encountered was surely taken aback, but right now, she doesn’t think she can. This is because, Jordan, from what she recalls, seemed unmoved by her beauty. Could he not be a part of the anyone?
“Uhm,” remembering she is supposed to respond thanks to a compliment even though that didn’t seem like one, she looks back at him and mumbles in a barely audible whisper, “Thanks.”
He smiles. “It’s my pleasure, Miss Nicholson. So as I was saying, you met the requirements we expect from every employee, but you see, I’ve not officially welcomed you to the firm.
“That is, you are still not yet one of us. But you see,” he rubs his protruding cock and passes his tongue over his lip. “I can do that if only you agree to one request of mine.”
Natasha’s heart skips a Deat. As he stated, she met the requirements, so shouldn’t she be recruited right away? Why does she have to agree to whatever request it is he has first? An uneasy feeling creeps up her spine
Come on, Miss Nicholson, you don’t have to be that way,” Noticing the decline in her demeanor, he says, smiling. “Take a look at me, do I look like a monster?”
Natasha shakes her head slowly.
“Good, then you should unwind. My request is not out of the ordinary. Trust me, it’s something you’ll readily agree to.”
She swallows a lump of spittle, whispering thereafter, “Ok, what is this request?”
“Now you’re talking,” he grins. “As I already stated, it is not out of the ordinary. You see, there is this bar downtown that I’ve been meaning to check out but haven’t been chanced to But I happen to be free tonight so I’ll love us to check it out together. Don’t worry, I just want us to have a few
drinks.”
Natasha’s expression fades. Guess she was right to be bothered all along. She shakes her head and looks back at him, retorting, “I’m sorry, Mr. Wright, but that is so unprofessional! Besides, you are not my boyfriend or a close buddy; why would I want to go out for a drink with you? No, I can’t. I’m sorry once again.”
“You shouldn’t be so quick to reject, Miss Nicholson,” he sneers. “Don’t forget what is at stake here.
“What?!” Her eyes dilate and her jaws drop. “Mr. Wright, are you trying to say you would reject my application if I don’t go out with you?”
He shrugs his shoulders without saying anything.
“But I met the requirements! How can you treat me that way? That is so unfair!” She sucks her teeth, feeling so wronged.
“Hah, Miss Nicholson, how can you be so naive? Look at yourself, do you think you are worthy of working here? Do you think these documents make you capable?”
He hisses and slams his hand on the desk, losing all semblance of gentlemanliness in an instant. This is now the norm in society. You make do with what you have to acquire what you want!
“But that is not even the case here as I only asked to have a few drinks with you, unlike others that would ask for more. You should be grateful! Anyways, if you are still not in, then get lost and forget about working here!
“There are a thousand and one applicants who would gladly accept this offer any day any time, therefore I don’t even have the time to waste with you!”
