Corporate Intern (closed)

[iamincognito45]

Dave Patterson was tired. He had just walked into the office, poured himself a cup of designer coffee and sat down at his desk. Tired already and he just got there. Tired of the long, frustrating days at the office and tired of the incessant, unachievable performance mandates coming down from corporate. *He was the VP of a large aerospace engineering firm and was successful by any measure. And he made exceptionally good money. But money was no longer enough. His job had become drudgery and he was no longer having fun. If things didn't improve soon, he would start working on an exit plan and move on.*

He sat at his desk staring at the list of emails already waiting. Staring at one in particular. From corporate HR. What now? he thought. What could they possibly want now? More layoffs to trims overhead? He stared at his screen, took a deep breath and clicked 'open'. It was from HR but it was not about layoffs. No, this missive was about hiring. A mandate to hire interns to be precise. Interns that cost less and didn't need benefits. That's just great he thought. As if many on his staff were not already incompetent enough, he was going to be burdened with a stable of snot nosed, know it all, ignorant, lazy self entitled interns. *The more he read, the more angry he got. But it just kept getting worse. As if the mandate itself were not insult enough, they had already decided who is first intern would be. The daughter of a friend of a VP from the corporate office. Not just snot nosed and entitled. But protected too! And the last straw? She would be stopping by to 'interview' later this morning. Interview? That's a laugh. More like coming in to fill out the paperwork for a job as much as guaranteed. Dave *closed his email and pushed back from his desk. This was going to be a long day indeed. ,

The longer he thought it about it, the more frustrated he got. He swung from being pissed to resigned about it and then back to being pissed again, he had just about reached his limit. Dave stood and walked over to the floor to ceiling window of his office looking out over the front grounds and visitors parking lot. He was trying to take in the nice view and relax a bit when he saw the shiny new BMW come whizzing into the parking lot. As soon as she stepped out, Dave knew she must be the new intern. She was young and very well dressed. Short with a nice black suit, white blouse, short black skirt and black heels. She had long, darks hair and carried herself with confidence. That's just great he thought. As she disappeared into the building, Dave thought about how he would handle her and the 'interview'. He decided to close his door and make her wait once she arrived. Good idea to set the tone right away and let her know who the boss was here. Who worked for who. He hadn't even met her but decided she needed to be put in her place front the get go.

 

[Hannah18]

Hannah smith sits in the front seat in her brand new car, glancing up at the building in front of her with a mixture of fear and apprehension, it wasn't her idea to get this job, she wanted it, it would look good on her CV and she knew oppurtunities like this wouldn't come around all this often and although she was getting this of her own credit but because of who her father was, she couldn't find it within herself to care.

Hannah glances in the mirror as she brushes her hair out of her face, tucking it behind her ear, her hair not managing to stay in the loose bun she had put it in. Smiling in satisfaction, she steps out of her car, smoothing her new suit down, closing the door behind her! She walks briskly up the the building, very aware of the time, her 'interview' was due to start in less than five minutes.

She approaches the front desk smiling at the woman behind the desk "hi I'm here to see mr Patterson, he's expecting me"

"Ah of course, down the corrifor first door on the left, take a seat and I'll let him know your here."

"Thank you" she says sweetly before walking away and sitting down on obe of the hard chairs, sitting up straight, crossing one leg over the other, wanting to look presentable as she taps her foot nervously... She doesn't know why she's so nervous though the job was already hers.

The minutes tick by quickly and she still isn't called in. Frowning and not used to been kept waiting, hannah stands up walking towards the door and knocking once loudly, her patience worn thin, who did this arragont jerk think he was making her wait?

 

[iamincognito45]

The secretary buzzed Dave on the intercom. "Mr. Patterson? Ms. Smith is here."

"OK. Thank you Lilly. Tell her I'll be right out." Dave continued looking out the window. He didn't need an intern. He needed workers. Productive workers. He knew he had no choice and needed to find a way to make the best of it. To get the most out of her. Maybe he could get her to help Lilly out in reception. Suddenly, he heard a loud knock on the door. What the hell? It wasn't Lilly. His secretary would have just walked in after knocking politely. Turning and walking to the door, Dave opened it quickly and found the young woman with the BMW looking up at him expectantly. He stayed there in the doorway ramrod straight looking down at her. She was well put together. He would give her that. Her dark hair was long. Really long. But put up nicely in a bun, spilling out a little here and there over her ears. But it gave her a nice look. Being so close and so much taller than she was, Dave found himself looking down at her upturned face and down the front of her blouse at the same time. Small and petite, but what looked to be a nice tight package. And her outfit was top notch too. She certainly looked the part of a young, sexy professional.

"Mr. Patterson, I'm Hannah Smith. I believe we had an appointment at 10:00 for an interview?"

Seriously? Did she really just knock on his closed door because he was a couple of minutes behind schedule? Whose time was more important here? She might look the part, but she obviously had a great deal to learn. About manners. And business. He might not like having her forced on him, but he was not about to put up with this kind of crap. Whether she learned any specific job skills during her internship here was up to her. But he was going to make sure she learned some professional manners. "Come on in Ms. Smith. Have a seat" as he pointed to the chair in front of his large oak desk.*

Dave walked around his desk and sat down. Rolling his chair underneath, he rested his forearms on the top, his fingers interlocked, and just stared at her for a moment. The silence in the room was deafening. He looked imposing in his tailored black pinstripe suit, crisply starched white shirt and bright red tie sitting in the high back leather chair, behind the massive desk. So there they were, looking back and forth at each other without speaking. Dave was taking a little closer stock of her now. She was pretty. Her dark hair contrasting with her light complexion. Her breasts appeared on the smaller side but firm and nicely proportionate he thought for her slight frame. Her legs were crossed and extended out beneath the hem of her skirt. Smooth knees, defined calves tapering to thin ankles and feet slipped into shiny black heels. She obviously took care of herself, and paid attention to detail in her appearance. Good traits to be sure. Maybe he could work with her after all. At the very least, she would be nice eye candy around the office to occasionally take his mind of the corporate pressures he was feeling of late. He decided to break the awkward silence.*

"Ms. Smith. Let me explain some things to you. My door was closed for a reason. I am both the employer and your potential boss. Assuming I hire you. Now we both know the job has already pretty much been offered to you. But I will not put up with your being pushy and insubordinate. You are here to work for me. Not the other way around. Which means we are on my time and my schedule. Not yours. Are we clear?"

 

[Hannah18]

Hannah feels the butterflies in her stomach but not in a good way and the nervousness only continues to grow as the door slowly creaks open, hannah peaks up seeing a man stood there, the first thing she noticed was just how tall he actually was.. Much taller than her petite five foot two anyway.

Already she was regretting her decision to knock on the door, not that it mattered anyway the job was hers regardless anyway. Hannah bites down on her lower lip gently as she quickly introduces herself to him, managing to sound confident even though she was feeling anything but confident at that minute.

He tells her to come in and hannah finds herself feeling like she was back at school and being called into the principals office not like a grown woman although compared to him, she supposed that she was a child to him.

"Yes sir" she says softly as she walks inside and sits down on the chair infront of him. Hannah feels her hands trembling as she grips hold of the side of the chair to steady herself, she glances up at him to meet his gaze, sitting there he looked so powerful and intimadating, his clothing and even his looks immaculate, making hannah shrink under his gaze which was ceratinly off putting.

She looks up at him and then around the room, she didn't want to break the silence, she didn't feel as though that was her place. As he begins to speak she glares down at her lap as he lectures her.

"Yes sir" she says quietly her voice trembling just slightly.

"But in my defence..." Hannah pauses and trails off still not looking up at him "I believe punctuality is very important I would not show up to an interview late and I do not see why you couldn't be on time when you were obviously.." Hannah cuts her rant off her eyes widening unable to believe what she has just said, she wishes the ground would just open up and swallow her. She hoped to god she would not be working with this man.

"I apologize that was innapropriate."

 

[iamincognito45]

An apology? That is not what he expected from her. In fact, it caught him a little off guard. He just stared at her blankly. The silence making her obviously uncomfortable. Then he realized that was not a bad thing either. Maybe she would work out ok after all. He let her stir for a bit and then decided to offer her a bone.

"Apology accepted Ms. Smith. I will admit to being frustrated about having an intern forced on me. We are doing very well here but we need some help. The problem is, we need experienced help. Not interns. Your resume says you are interested in pursuing international business. Which is surely why you are here. We engage a great deal of international business. Tell you what. I will help teach you some things that will be very valuable in your future career. But you will need to learn to do as you are told, listen carefully and pay attention" It was intended to help her feel a little more comfortable. But not too comfortable.

"As you know, this ummm 'interview' is really just a formality. What is not a formality is your review that I must write as a term of your internship. According to the agreement, I am to submit a weekly evaluation of your performance. Perform well and I will write you an evaluation that will set you on your path. Become insubordinate or a drain on our efforts here and you will have trouble getting a job at Walmart when I am through with your appraisal." Dave leaned back in his chair and watched her. Watched her running through the scenarios in her mind. He could sense she had some internal struggle working both sides of the offer. She looked like a spoiled little rich girl. Pretty and well kept. And used to getting what she wanted. He doubted she was used to taking orders. Much less negotiating or being given demands. "do we have a deal?" he offered after several moments of silence.

Hannah looked up at him and said "Yes Mr. Patterson. We have a deal." she then looked him in the eye and forced a smile.

Dave smiled too. "Relax Hannah. This doesn't have to be unpleasant. If you handle this right, it just might be enjoyable for both of us." with that, he stood and walked around her desk, looking down on here in her chair. "Now why don't you head on home and relax and plan to be here first thing in the morning."

She stood up and turned to look him in the eye. "Yes sir Mr. Patterson. Thank you. I'll be here first thing in the morning." With that, she turned and headed for the door which he politely opened for her. He stood in the door way as he watched her walk down the hall. What a lovely little sight she was. Her long dark hair pulled up in a bun that was slowly unravelling. He wondered what it would look like loose and free. Her thin waist topping her n ice round ass rocking sweetly side to side with each step. Her tone legs and firm calves. It was all he could do to keep from licking his lips. The more he watched her, the more he felt that special tingling in his loins. This just might work out after all he kept telling himself as he watched her disappear around the corner.*