Jasmines In June

Interview

The smell of syrup and pancakes wafted Jun's bachelor pad. Jasmine poked her head out, she wore Jun's large white undershirt that he let her borrow. He glanced at her and raised a cheerful eyebrow. His shirt looked intimate oversized on her. 

Sexy - he mouthed. 

The comment put a smile of her cheeks giving her confidence to step out to the kitchen. "I smell pancakes." She said making an air of moving her nose to catch the aroma in the air.

"Nothing fancy." Jun responded and ripped open the bag of the microvable pancakes that's been sitting on his refrigerator for the past month or so. He doesn't have a habit of eating comfort food like this but his personal shopper has a tendency of stuffing his fridge with just about anything. 

Jun shoved the pancakes in the microwave, slammed the door and faced Jasmine who's making her way to him. She leaned over for a kiss. 

Jun pressed her a tender one sliding his arms on the smalls of her back, he pressed his body against hers, sharing their heat. "We could grab a better lunch later on."

"Lunch?" Repeated Jasmine softly. 

"Yes, after we take a shower and get dressed."

Except there's a little problem, Jasmine doesn't have a change of clothes and she's already running late for work. 

"It's Thursday, Jun. I have to be a work in the next hour." 

Who hooks up on Wednesday nights? But Wednesday was her appointment to give Jun an interview for the magazine company she works for. Jasmine has taken leave from her office that day - since the person she's scheduled with is named to be one of the most eligible bachelors in the county. She knew plenty of girls would wanna read her bit, making her really excited. This interview alone could get into better field writing what truly matters to her instead of daily horoscopes, or how to dress on hot humid days, or write about some popular tiktok creator that she never even heard of.

She thought she hit the jackpot when she landed the interview but she had no idea what's instore for her. Little did she know she'd be sleeping with him too.

Jasmine has done her research before going to her appointment, she knew about how flirtatious Jun Long just based on the phone calls she made with his affiliates and friends. Everyone of the females swooned talking about him and men spoke great things about the kind of person he is. 

But she did not anticipated his professionalism to run short when she first arrived in his office. Jun started off controlled polite and professional. He even talked about his family in the pictures on his walls but all the formality quickly went downhill when the heavy sexual tension between them could not be ignored any longer. 

"Miss Jasmine, how about we meet for a private interview over dinner instead?" Suggested Jun after he felt the shift of his hardening penis.

Jasmine swallowed, how can she turn him down when her core is purring restless just by staring at him, and his parted lips tempting her. "Of course."

The dinner was brief and there was no interview that happened. Jun was speeding on his luxury car with Jasmine beside him practically holding his penis from bursting out of his pants. He never wanted to fuck anyone to hard, so soon, and much in his life. 

"How about you call in sick today?" He moaned into her lips. "Spend the day with me. We could fuck all afternoon."

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It's not really her fault. No. Jasmine didn't have time to drive to her apartment and get a change of clothes before Jun dropped her off in front of her office building. Jun offered to buy her a change of clothes but it's too late for that also.

"At least let me replace your underwear." He purred against her lips when she was getting dress. Jun with all his impatience and excitement ripped the darn thing off. It was one of those expensive lace thongs too.

Damn, she's not used to walking around free like this. It's strange feeling the air between her legs, it's like there's an air conditioner down there blowing cool air in her pussy.

By the time she got up to her floor, she was getting all kinds of sketchy looks from her co-workers. That's not good. Was it because she's wearing the same clothes as she did when she showed up for work yesterday, or was it because she reeked of sex?

She did take a shower with Jun this morning.

"So how was it?" Bailing was leaning on Jasmine's desk before she could even settle her things on her desk. Bailing has been her best friend ever since she's started working for the company. The woman knows everybody's secrets and gossip in the office. Nothing gets away from her.

Jasmine turned to look at her. Bailing gave her a foxy smile. "So what's the scoop? How was he?"

"H-how was he what?" Jasmine's lips pursed, unsure exactly what Bailing is asking her.

Bailing snapped her tongue and flicked Jasmine with her fingers in the forehead. "Snap out of it!" She bent over, her large breasts spilling out of her tiny shirt. "I'm asking how was he...?" She made a wavelike motion of her eyebrows. "Was he good in bed?"

Jasmine backed away from her quickly and scrunched her nose. "Is that why everybody is glaring at me?"

Bailing rolled her eyes as though it couldn't be more obvious. "Duh! The least you could've done is change your clothes." She made an effort of shaking her head with disappointment. "Haven't I trained you better? You always bring a change of clothes!"

But how was she supposed to know she's going to wind up fucking Jun Long all evening?

"Jasmine, the boss wants to see you." The voice came out all the way from the end of the cubicles, it's Mei, the jealous brown noser. She's the one who likes to get everybody in trouble. 

Jasmine and Bailing whipped their heads ahead. Mei wore a wicked smile on her face which could only mean one thing. Jasmine is in trouble.