𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉ℯ𝓇 ℴ𝓃ℯ | 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒷ℴ𝓈𝓈

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Anna's POV:
My nerve endings tingle with bliss as i lull my head back in foresight, hips gently bucking... "Mmm, yes..." a gorgeous face rises from between my legs, lips kinked to the side in a dashing smile. My eyes trail with praise from her full, pouty lips to her luscious arcs and flawless skin. I clutch at the silk sheets beneath me, a desperate attempt to conceal the pleasure running through my veins as another wave of blessedness breaks. A hand entwines with my own, holding me steady. "I got you, Anna..." she kisses the length of my chest upwards, leaving a dark and dangerous path to my breasts. "I must admit Ms Schuyler, this interview isn't quite going as i expected..." a featherlike finger drags across my peak as her face hovers over mine. "Are you ready to work hard for me, Anna?" "Actually, i think you need someone to tell you what to do for once, Ms Dalton..." "Oh, is that right?" grinning wickedly, i immerse my finger into her underclothes and find her dripping wet already. "Do you disagree?" i run my finger slowly up and down, driving her bizarrely insane, "I- oh! I wouldn't dare..." our lips come together in a passionate kiss as our legs tangle in the sheets. I feel like i'm on fire as her hands trail down my hips, my thighs. She straddles my body, making it choke, feathering my chest with open-mouthed kisses. "Ohhhh..." her hands trace an electric path up my spine, then reach for the clasp of my bra. "I don't think you need this anymore, Ms Schuyler..." i gasp as my lingerie falls away, her hand then curling into my ass leaving a tight sting that makes me jolt. I can't catch my breath as the sensations overwhelm me. All i can think over and over again is... i need you. And just as the wave is about to break... BEEP BEEP BEEP! I shoot upright in my bed, eyes bugged out, "Damn, that felt... real." the details of the dream are fading, but the physical effects still linger... my skin sweaty, my heart pounding and my underwear soaking. "Either i really need to get some, or i'm more nervous for my job interview than i thought." i quickly grab my laptop, still open to the biography of Samantha Dalton, CEO and Owner of Dalton Enterprises, one of the top biotech companies in the world. "God, i can't believe i just had a sex dream about her... although, i'd love to have that blond creature nestled between my legs." i shove the illicit thoughts out of my mind as i click on the other tab containing the job posting,

POSTED ON THE OFFICIAL DALTON ENTERPRISES WEBSITE:
Looking for a possible Head of the Environmental Chemistry division, over 15 workers.
9-5 working hours.
Masters degree in chemistry and environmental science needed.
Benefits included.
Salary negotiable.

"Focus, Anna. You only get one chance to make a first impression, and you need this job." i rifle through my wardrobe and pick out a business outfit, a pair of white and baby blue striped trousers along with a sky-coloured cutout boat neck top (tucked in), and an albino blazer to tie it all together. "You are killin' it, girl." i take a deep breath, and head out to finally meet Ms Dalton...

Later that morning, I head out to Dalton Enterprises to be greeted by the immaculate lobby and approach the front desk

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Later that morning, I head out to Dalton Enterprises to be greeted by the immaculate lobby and approach the front desk. "Hi, i'm here for the 10 o'clock interview with Ms Dalton." "Ah yes, she said to send you in. Follow me." i am cool, calm and collected as i am led through the halls of the handsomely structured furnished company... but as soon as i step inside Ms Dalton's office, all rational thoughts vanish when i see her glance up from her desk at me, her glossy blonde hair shining in the sunlight that beams through her office window, her chocolate eyes darting like daggers, and her wide hips apparent to me as one leg crosses over the other in her sitting down position on the surface of her desk. How is she even more goregous in person? Ms Dalton gestures for me to come in and sit as she tries to wrap up her previous meeting. I try my best not to listen in as things seemingly escalate, causing the employee to storm out of the room. Ms Dalton's eyes snap over to me and her nostrils flare, intimidating me. "I told you to sit down." my immobile limbs realise they haven't moved since the gesture, "Sorry, Ms Dalton." "Don't apologise, just sit." i scramble to the chair opposite her, lowering myself into it which makes her figure larger than mine. She takes a swig from her flask that sits beside her, a cursive gold chained necklace writing out the name 'Samantha' that hangs upon her throat becoming apparent to me as she does so. It wouldn't surprise me if that flask contains something more 5 o'clock appropriate. She notices me staring, the intensity of her breath makes my heart race. "I'm sorry about that. Some of my employee's don't know their place. I have a packed schedule this morning, but i'm glad you could find time to come in." "Doesn't really seem like it..." i whisper, failing to keep my voice hushed enough for her not to hear my comment, "Excuse you?" my head snaps up and my cheeks blush... i never blush. "I- i-" "Apologise." "I thought you told me not to-" "Now i am telling you to. Say. Sorry." i gulp, not looking forward to the next half an hour, "I apologise if you took offence, Ms Dalton." she smirks, impressed, "Good girl. Thank you." she looks me up and down, head to toe, her lips part in a soft exhale. She glances at my chest, making me regret the cleavage cutout i opted for. I tuck my auburn hair behind one of my ears. "It's nice to officially meet you, Ms Schuyler." Ms Dalton reaches to shake my hand, and i feel an illicit spark as our fingers brush against one another's. "Tell me, what made you apply for this position?" the most common and boring interview question ever. I answer it nonetheless, "I could either give you the long-winded speech of how ever since i was a little girl i've wanted to be the Head of an Environmental Chemistry Lab in a high tech company, or i could tell you that i need a damn job and i graduated from the University of Harvard last year with my masters degree in physics, biology, chemistry and environmental chemistry, i also am very skilled at getting people to listen to me with one simple gesture, so you really have no other reason to dismiss me." by the expression across her face part of me thinks that she'll show me to the door... until she whips out a cocky grin. "I'm impressed, Ms Schuyler. The only people who have been this outspoken with me are the one's who have been in my bed." instead of cowering away like i did before, i lean back and fold my arms, "Glad i could give you a breath of fresh air." i place my feet upon her desk in a risky move, making her eyebrow quirk. Ms Dalton tugs on the cuff of my trousers willingly, to only let go again. I suddenly realise there's nothing between the two of us... except maybe my fantasies from this morning. "I have one final question for you, Ms Schuyler, and i want you to be completely honest..." Ms Dalton leans forward earnestly, and once again, i feel the electricity, the anticipation, crackle loudly in the air between us. "What do you think of me?" ... what a fucking weird interview question. "I'm sorry?" "I didn't stutter, did i? Honesty is all i desire from my employees, and i'm not about to hire someone who can't handle the choke. So out with it. What do you think of me?" I tilt my head to the side. There's clearly some kind of ulterior motive, and i'm not about to loose this job. "I think you're a hard-ass woman who doesn't take shit from anyone no matter how big their dick is." after the longest pause ever, "Somehow i get the same perception from you... and i-" the receptionist renters the room, "Sorry to interrupt Ms Dalton, but your car has arrived for your meeting over lunch at La Tour d'Argent." Ms Dalton nods to her, then turns her attention back to me. "The following part of this interview will take place this evening at my home." "It... will?" Ms Dalton hands me her business card with her home address on the back. "See you at seven, Ms Schuyler."

𝒜/𝒩: 𝒯ℋ𝒜𝒩𝒦 𝒴𝒪𝒰 ℱ𝒪ℛ ℛℰ𝒜𝒟ℐ𝒩𝒢!𝒾 𝓉𝒽ℴ𝓊ℊ𝒽𝓉 𝒾'𝒹 𝓈𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃ℊ𝓈 𝓊𝓅 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒷ℴℴ𝓀,𝒾 𝒽ℴ𝓅ℯ 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝓁𝒾𝓀ℯ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓃ℯ𝓌 𝒻ℴ𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉.𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒷ℴℴ𝓀 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒽𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝒶𝓇ℴ𝓊𝓃𝒹 1000-4000 𝓌ℴ𝓇𝒹𝓈 𝓅ℯ𝓇 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉...

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𝒜𝒩 𝒯ℋ𝒜𝒩𝒦 𝒴𝒪𝒰 ℱ𝒪ℛ ℛℰ𝒜𝒟ℐ𝒩𝒢
𝒾 𝓉𝒽ℴ𝓊ℊ𝒽𝓉 𝒾'𝒹 𝓈𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃ℊ𝓈 𝓊𝓅 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒷ℴℴ𝓀𝒾 𝒽ℴ𝓅ℯ 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝓁𝒾𝓀ℯ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓃ℯ𝓌 𝒻ℴ𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉
𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒷ℴℴ𝓀 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒽𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝒶𝓇ℴ𝓊𝓃𝒹 10004000 𝓌ℴ𝓇𝒹𝓈 𝓅ℯ𝓇 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉ℯ𝓇
ℯ𝓃𝒿ℴ𝓎 <3 x

𝒜/𝒩: 𝒯ℋ𝒜𝒩𝒦 𝒴𝒪𝒰 ℱ𝒪ℛ ℛℰ𝒜𝒟ℐ𝒩𝒢!𝒾 𝓉𝒽ℴ𝓊ℊ𝒽𝓉 𝒾'𝒹 𝓈𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃ℊ𝓈 𝓊𝓅 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒷ℴℴ𝓀,𝒾 𝒽ℴ𝓅ℯ 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝓁𝒾𝓀ℯ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓃ℯ𝓌 𝒻ℴ𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉.𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒷ℴℴ𝓀 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒽𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝒶𝓇ℴ𝓊𝓃𝒹 1000-4000 𝓌ℴ𝓇𝒹𝓈 𝓅ℯ𝓇 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉...

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