Curious Business (18+)

Paid Decision

"So are you going to take the promotion?" Elias casually asked as we sat in his kitchen.

"I don't want to." I said briskly

"Well, then what is your plan? You have to have one."

"WELL, I don't have one, because I wasn't planning on having to think ahead like this. I thought that my job would be my job for much longer. I have no other ideas, I mean my degree is for that field. I could go apply to other event centers."

"You could. Or I can pay you to follow me around, so whenever I want to fuck you, I can." I saw the gears turning in Elias' head. I wondered where he would take me. In his office, I'm sure. In a public bathroom, I hoped. I wanted him anywhere, if he thought we could get away with it, I would do it. 

"Is that what I'm good for? What sort of salary does your personal slave get?" I jokingly asked.

"We could start at $75,000." He said a little too seriously to be comfortable.

"Shut up." I nervously chuckled.

"Excuse me?"

"I'm sorry, Sir. I didn't mean it seriously." I whimpered

"You'll get a warning this time around, don't test me sweetheart." 

I'm not sure what it was inside of me that churned as  he scolded me, but my heart was pounding and my pussy was starting to swell. I let out a sigh.

"You are one little demented masochist. You know that? Getting all hot and bothered at the thought of me punishing you. Absolutely adorable."

"Adorable makes me feel like a little girl."

"You are a little girl."

"Stop." I whined

Before I could stop myself, I asked the question, I never thought I would be asking.

"$75,000? For fucking you whenever you please?"

"You are full of surprises today aren't you? I'm not going to give you a paycheck for that, no. I would however, give you whatever you wanted if you agreed to come work for me."

"That was not the question. You really think me working at your company is a good idea?"

"Yes, actually. I get to keep an eye on you, you get to hide under my desk and suck my cock whenever I want, you get to work at a great company, your hunger to serve me will be nurtured, and you will get to be around me more often. It sounds like a win win if you ask me."

I thought for a moment, the possibilities of being around Elias that often. The thought of being around the same person for extended periods of time and spending that much energy trying to please him at practically all hours, that scared me. 

"Don't you think I will grow tired of you? Or you of me?"

"I could never get tired of looking at you, talking to you, tasting you. No way. I can't speak for you on this manner, but I like to think that you wouldn't get tired or bored of me either. We have barely scratched the surface and you think I would get bored of you?" He laughed audibly at my implication.

"I would want a real job for me to even consider it."

"I know that and you would have a title, but I can't tell you what, not yet."

Of course there would be more mystery, more suspense. There wasn't a single thing that he did that had a straightforward answer. The only things he was forward about were the things he knew he wanted. There was always some hidden intention or goal behind everything else he said. He means no ill harm when he does it, but it is obviously a position or stance that he holds to maintain power over someone.

"I don't even know how you want me to respond to that."

"I never complain when you beg for something." His lips turned up and he chuckled softly. "I'll tell you what. Next week, come to the office, I will show you exactly what I am talking about and then, if you are interested, we can have an official interview, I won't be the one interviewing you either."

"How did this turn from you paying me to ride your cock to you actually offering me a job."

"I haven't offered you a job, I've offered you an interview."

"Ohhh, yes an 'interview', of course." I said with air quotes.

"Better update that resume of yours. Come on, I'll take you home." He said with a soft swat on my cheek.

It was then that I knew Elias was being serious, he really wanted me to come interview for this job. What job? I didn't even know what I was interviewing for and I am just supposed to show up. Since I wasn't going to be interviewing with him, there was a chance that the person who does interview me could find that I'm not worthy enough for the position. I had to prove myself, or at least I thought I had to prove myself. I think I wanted this job, but was it a good idea? Was any of this a good idea?