The Assistant (Lesbian Story) ON HOLD

The Interview

Suddenly you're a lot more nervous than you had been before. You figure it's because you're the last interviewer to go and you know you need to make a good impression, but in reality you know that it's the way that the black haired model is watching you with such intensity.

You remember that Cindy had asked if you were ready, so you nod and take the seat across from them.

"This is Margot," Cindy says, gesturing to the stunning woman sitting next to her.

You send a shy smile to Margot, introduce yourself, and tell her it's nice to meet her.

You expect her to say something in response and are taken a back when she merely nods at you.

"Alright," Cindy says, drawing your attention back to herself, "tell me a little about yourself."

Yesterday night you had gone through all the possible questions that you thought they might ask so you are feeling quiet prepared.

"I've been a hard worker all my life. I've worked many years in jobs that require strong communication. I pay attention to detail and put my all into any project that I'm doing and I'm not satisfied until I know that I've done all I can do. I also pride myself on getting my work done on time," you respond confidently.

You watch them, trying to take in their reaction but are disappointed when you see Cindy make no other movement then to scribble something on her board.

You know then that this interview will be one of the most nerve racking ones that you've ever had.

Fifteen minutes pass and the interview is finally over. It may have been a short time, but those were the longest fifteen minutes of your life.

You aren't sure if you did well or not. You feel you answered all their questions well, but you aren't sure if those were the answers they were looking based on their reactions, or in this case, their lack of reaction.

Margot had not talked once, she only observed. Her gaze had made you fidget in your seat at first but then a few minutes in you adjusted to it.

"Have a seat outside, we'll be out in a few minutes with our decision," Cindy tells you.

You nod and thank them for their time then leave the room noticing how sweaty you're palms are as your hand touches the cold door nob.

As you walk back into the waiting room you see the women who had been giving you a hard time before your interview.

"Judging by the look on your face your interview went just as I expected it to," she comments with a snarky tone as she takes her eyes off of the fashion magazine in her hands only to have them glare at you instead.

You ignore her comment and are about to find the farthest chair from the woman when a thought crosses your mind.

"Did Margot say anything in your interview?" you ask, immediately regretting talking to her once you see the amused look on her face.

"Of course," the woman stares at you then says, "she didn't say anything to you, didn't she."

She let out a laugh, "You definitely didn't get the job, might as well go home now, save yourself the embarrassment."

You find it best to not respond to her and so you go ahead and sit away from her.

You think maybe she's right. Margot didn't say a word to you, the only way you knew she was actually paying attention was by the slight nods she would give throughout the interview.

A couple minutes pass and in comes Cindy and Margot.

The once loud waiting away immediately quiets down at their presence. You look around and see all the nervous faces of the people around you.

You watch, infatuated by Margot as she walks further into the room. Her heels clicking on the floor beneath her and the muscles in her legs showing with every step. No wonder she's one of their top models.

You figure maybe it's best you don't get the job because you can't take your eyes off of her and you know it would only interfere with you getting work done. Plus, telling by the way she only stared at you in the interview, she doesn't seem to like you very much.

"First off, we would like to thank all of you for coming," Margot stated.

You're caught off guard by her sweet, velvety voice and you think that the women just oozes sexiness with everything she does. You shake your head and force yourself to focus on what she is saying, surprised that she's the one doing the talking opposed to Cindy who had done most of the talking before.

"As you all know, this is a tough job that comes with many difficult duties and because of that, we have chosen the person who we think will be able to handle those tasks efficiently and diligently. We're very sorry for those of you who didn't get the job," she said and then paused.

Her hazel eyes locked on yours causing your stomach to drop and your breath to catch in your throat.

"Congratulations," she spoke as she cracked a small smile, "you got the job."

To say you are taken by surprise would be an understatement. You hear disappointed sighs all around the room but you don't care because you can't seem to process what had just happened. The outcome was not at all what you had been expecting, but you are beyond satisfied with the way it turned out. You had been sure you had failed the interview miserably.

But somehow, you got the job.

"Follow me and I'll show you to your office," Cindy tells you.

You feel like the situation is a little awkward because all the people who had applied are watching you angrily, one specific person standing out amongst the rest, the woman who had had it out for you since the moment you got there.

You pass the women as you follow Cindy and Margot out.

You smile at her then whisper, "Better luck next time."

You don't care to see her reaction and continue to follow to your new bosses.

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Let me know how you like the story! Story for the wait, I've been stressed out a lot lately so I haven't been in the mood to write.