Corporate Temptation (closed)

[Baddie4Life]

The exterior double doors of a large glass building opened and the wind of the outside clashed with the stirrings of inter-grated air con systems. People in corporate dress moved like ants from one shift to another as a helicopter passed by through one of the dark shaded glass windows. Down multiple corridors and up a large double sided escalator there were numerous offices and planning rooms. In one particular office buried deep in the chest of this giant building was a young woman in her early 20s. Alisia Hunter sat there mustering her thoughts among the small confines of a polished office room which had been used to pen in a wave of potential candidates. These potential were all competing for the latest job opportunity at the massive corporate powerhouse multi national leviathan that was Vectral Energy International. She took a quick glance around and noticed, for it was not lost on her in that moment, that she was the only woman currently in the room. Perhaps though, others had been through the doors earlier before her? There must have been many applicants and they did interviews all day as she well knew. This was her fourth and last interview on that day, so she felt tired, but had done up herself again before coming in to give the fresh faces appearance that she knew would be needed.



She felt in her three previous interviews with other corporations she had been unlucky. They had all seemingly been women interviewers and although her cv and presentation was on point, she couldn’t help feel these older women always looked down on younger women who wanted to be high fliers as dangerous competition. The cut throat corporate world was just as brutal for women, like it was for men and this was the game. She prayed, although not holding much hope, that her next interviewer would be a man. Maybe then she could avoid the task of applying for the job and dealing with the bitterness she has experienced.



The job in question was an assistant position for one of the male high fliers as Vectral who she had to impress and then earn the job. She’d heard from one of the others he might be doing these interviews in person, so there was hope her CV had a chance if she could impress him.



As she sat waiting she felt a slight flutter in her gut as the remaining candidates slowly entered and left. She might be the last one in potentially. The last one could swing everything in their favour with a single conviction and appeal.



She felt she had the good looks of youth and the quality care taken in her attire to maximise her feminine values. She knew she was young, beautiful and a little saucy. As long as she leveraged that with the refined CV she had built up she knew she could do this. Her eyes kept on at the clock watching the last person enter.

 

[BrandonW1985]

The building buzzed with activity as Oliver entered, ready to conduct interviews. The day stretched on, with the first 15 interviews going smoothly. However, as applicants 16, 17, 18, and 19 arrived, Oliver’s patience began to wear thin. Despite his annoyance, he managed to keep his composure during the interviews.

Interviews 20 through 24, including Jon, Danny, Brian, and AJ, pushed Oliver to his limits. But the 24th applicant, Kevin, was particularly challenging. The conversation was tedious and repetitive, and the interview dragged on for over an hour.

As the sun warmed the tented glass of Oliver’s office, he conducted the last two interviews for the assistant manager position. Each applicant seemed more annoying and overly flattering than the last. “Thank you so much for coming by, Kevin,” Oliver forced a smile. “It was a great time talking to you. I hope the board picks you so we can have many more great times together.”

Oliver’s smile was a mask of exhaustion, hiding the frustration he felt from the endless stream of kiss-ass applicants. It had been a long time since he had interviewed a female applicant who didn’t try to inflate his ego. Once Kevin left, Oliver politely asked him to close the door. “I need to sort some things before my final interview,” he said.

As Oliver leaned back in his chair, he reviewed the interview files for Kevin, AJ, Brian, and Danny. He wasn’t sure who the last applicant was, but if they tried to impress him, he would throw them out of the office, regardless of the height.

Gathering the interview files, Oliver headed to the file cabinet in the corner of his office. As he opened the door, he announced the name of the final interviewer: “Alicia Hunter.” His eyes scanned the room, and he couldn’t help but wonder if she would be like the male applicants.

“Come in and we can do your interview,” Oliver apologized. “I apologize for the delay; my last interview took longer than expected. I hope I’m not keeping you from important matters.”

 

[Baddie4Life]

Alisia took a deep breath as she checked the round circular glass of her wrist watch which had a rose gold colour to it, but it was nothing special. The fake light pink leather of the wrist watch was tight around her wrist. Time could physically cut off her circulation she thought and time ticked on. It was like everything else she was wearing for this interview, this attire was literally cobbled together from her last reserves. She knew she needed this job more than she cared to admit. The alternatives were extremely uncompelling and these ran through her head as she sat waiting. Under her note pad a short list of other possibilities were pencilled down to paper, she had wrote them down almost in a haze. One glance at the list made her skin crawl with what she might have to do in order to survive and pay back the loans she’d taken to buy these clothes. She was now tied to this mast and had to win today. Other candidates had other choices, but not her.

Then as soon as these thoughts swirled in her head, they then vanished as her name was called and she gulped. He was clearly in a rush to end these interviews and probably had been exhausted at this point. For her now it was do or die.

She took another deep breath and then stood up. Her ankles were a bit wobbly after sitting for so long and now having to balance in a pair of black Louboutin pump heels was difficult. The 120mm heels of a pair of So Kate shoes were not comfortable by any stretch, but in terms of elegance and sophistication, they could not be matched. Heels gave her confidence and height, both of which she needed in this male dominated world. As she stepped towards the open door, the clicks and taps of her heels could be heard signalling her arrival. She moved out of the pool of candidates and was now in play. Eyes watched her with a mixture of desire and fascination as the some got sight of the red undersides of her heels. She seemed like a dangerous form of animal, not something which would necessarily be here by chance and maybe be treats with both fear and lust. One of the leaving van dates passed her and couldn’t help but take a second glance. She knew she could have that effect.

Her legs moved gracefully as she walked through the door, the light catching the shining black of long athletic legs wrapped in dark nylon. They could be tights or stockings to his eyes, for at about half way down her thigh was a black skirt hiding that fact. She wore a refined quality designer skirt of some kind made from good material. She showed just enough thigh to be interesting, but also be professional. Above this she wore a fitted white long sleeve style of blouse with a black string tie near the colour instead of a tie. Everything oozed confidence and to a man, hopefully more.

Her brunette hair was long and flowing, but held up here for the business look, a kind of mixture of Anne Hathaway and Penelope Cruz. She’d put plenty of time and money into getting her hair done write and everything else. Her skin was a nice shade of light white pale, contrasting with her darker range of clothes below her blouse. Her eye lashes dark and fiery. Her nails were a darker shade of red than usual.

She knew all this was just to add presence and she knew that it would also come down to other things. Seeing he was a man though gave her strength. There would be more opportunity with him than those women bitchy HR types to deal with and jealous gate keepers at the other interviews. All the time and money she has invested could now have the chance to bear fruit. She stepped into the door and now had to make sure not to overplay any hand.

She attempted to contain her excitement and went over to take a seat carefully in his office. Her feet moved with ease in her heels, practice made perfect. When she passed him the deep notes of her perfume drifted to within range of his sense of smell. The exotic Arabic style smells of someone with a lovely sense of aroma. The perfume was rich.

“Please, there is no need to apologise…” she said, trying to say it in a very humble way. Try to remain classy she thought.

She took a seat in the chair in front of his desk and crossed her legs, trying not to get too exacerbated with flutters. She knew that she’d been sitting in the other room a long time and attempted to put any other thoughts than this job interview out of her head.

“…this interview and job, it’s the most important matter today for me “ she said not taking her eyes off him. In her hand she had her CV ready. She wondered what he would make of her.

 

[BrandonW1985]

Oliver stood in the open double door as he wore a suit, not just a normal suit, as from a far distance it was dark enough to be black, but as you got closer out and the sunlight hit the suit, you could tell after a bit the black turned a deep dark green color that to most people looked like it was hinting at being one or the other, Black/Green. As for Oliver’s shoes, he had on a pair of two-tone black New Balance shoes that looked dressy but were more for comfort since he had to walk around the office more than he would admit to any applicants who applied for the assistant manager job.

After seeing Alicia stand up and walk towards him, Oliver made two mental notes about his final interviewer: first, his first thought was he was not a fan of the clicking heels, also of people would rave about how it was so much, but it didn’t really appeal to Oliver. Secondly, the company does background checks on all applicants, and Oliver will glance through social media profiles to see how they look outside of work vs in the office so he could see if his interviewer were actually the same or different than they were online.

Unlike most top office executives, Oliver didn’t have golfing equipment, no hunting stuffed animals, or anything collectors would display. Alicia was told Oliver’s office was a good-size room, and unless he had his walls shrunk in order to hide things, Alicia was not expecting to see his office being this size compared to others’ offices. Shaking Alicia’s hand as he offered her the chair before his desk, Oliver sat down in his chair as he opened Ms. Hunter’s folder. Spreading out some sheets as he took a moment to look at a few things, he had glanced in Alicia’s direction a few times before he leaned back. “So my name is Oliver Green; people will call me a mix of that, so answer as you feel for the conversation, please, and how you answer doesn’t matter if you get or don’t get the job...”

Oliver took a moment of pause before he resumed... “... I will say you being the final interviewer for my day might be a breath of fresh air for me as I haven’t been enjoying the evening... you were not only aware of but signed off on a background check when you applied for this position. I will tell you the background check doesn’t include social media lookups, but I did check on people’s social media accounts out of curiosity and to get a bit of personal information for the interview... so in your words, tell me how you are similar in here and out there on social media, tell me something that makes you different from in here and out there to people that would see you, and tell me something about you that people wouldn’t know or even see on your social media accounts...??”

Oliver set Alicia up, hoping to get some good answers, and only she was the one who could make the impression on him as she realized that he not only let the company’s background check but Oliver checked her social media accounts, which gave Oliver more information about her than she could have expected.

Oliver’s feet were underneath his desk as he gently started to recline in his desk chair, that was a deep olive green color.

 

[Baddie4Life]

The man before her was an incredibly well dressed and refined specimen. There was no doubt she felt a little in awe at his quality, looks and presentation, but she tried to hide that fact. He was not like any of the other interviewers she had spoke with recently and it excited her to think what the outcome might be. Alisia focused on all the details of his attire and took mental notes of what his preferences were. An assistant had to pay close attention to all the details of the one she assisted. She noticed his office was particularly sparse in items which was unusual. He also seemed unusually calm and collected, clearly a “long in the tooth” in interviewing.

She sat in the comfortable chair quietly taking his first sentences. As he spoke about background checks she felt a brief sudden shock in her core thinking how far he might have looked. Her LinkedIn, Facebook, TikTok and Instagram were public for all to see. What might he have seen on there? Thankfully she had her hidden her less desirable past on other platforms under alternative names which she thought would be impossible for him to trace. No other interviewer had found them yet. With some luck she’d never have to return to those platforms or use them again to sustain herself. Nonetheless her public mainstream social media might present other things. She thought hard on his question.

Under the table her foot tapped a little as she concentrated, her ankle twisted in her high heels. One of her feet slipped out and she let the cool air under the table pass over her nylon coated toes. It felt good to let her feet breathe whilst he concluded his line of questioning. Now it was time to give the response.

“I’m sorry to hear you have not had an enjoyable evening…hopefully I can change that now” she said smiling with lots of confidence and enthusiam.

“As you know I’m Alisia, I am quite an outgoing social person on social media as I am here. I will always present myself well dressed and keep myself busy. If you’ve seen my TikTok you’ll know I sell various items of clothing such as bags, jackets and lingerie…only the classy varieties of course…and its a side hobby fashion, but I enjoy selling that stuff and on Vinted too. So from this I hope you can tell I’m motivated online and offline. With this role I’ll make it my project to set the bar higher each month and always aim to impress your clients with my presentation. I might be a useful distraction you can use to your advantage.” she said point-fully.

“Moreover I am more fun on my personal social media than I am when I’m focused on my career. You’ll have seen a woman who enjoys going out with her friends and going to shows. I can be the charmer if I have to. I can work for you at events or social gatherings in whatever way you need. I’m a good communicator and can talk to most people, gathering whatever information you require.” She said in a confident tone. She was trying to highlight her versatile abilities.

“In terms of what people wouldn’t know. They wouldn’t know I’ve had to go through lots of qualifications to earn the right to be here today. That I have just the same level of education as anyone else in the room. What I bring is numerous soft skills you can use to your advantage. The other candidates underestimate me because I’m a pretty face, but Im also a tough negotiator and planner. I will make sure your administration smooth and efficient. Whatever you need from me I’ll work to provide it” she said as she sensed more thoughts developing inside his head. She knew he had more.

She tried to sit comfortably in the chair letting her foot wander under the table playfully as she tried to sit still. She now regretted not going to the bathroom whilst waiting, but would need to try to put that out of her mind. She waited anxiously for what next he might throw her way. He was not a typical meat brain man.

 

[BrandonW1985]

As Alicia announced her name to Oliver, he let out a small chuckle and said, “Well, let’s hope you’re the person who wants the job and not some random girl thinking she is climbing a different ladder.” As Oliver let Alicia resume her deep dive of telling Oliver all about her personal business and side hustles on TikTok, which is not something that Oliver was too interested in nor concerned about her doing as long as she was able to do her job while she was with the company.

“That’s nice; you have other things going on that you keep yourself busy with, and I was glad to see that most of the digging I did was very clean. I mean, it was kinda PG-13, but it was still clean enough, unlike other stuff you can find on the internet... well, you’re not connected to that kind of stuff from what I saw, but I wasn’t looking in hopes of finding anything like that... this is more for professional purposes than personal reasons.”

“But I truly do think that you seem to be a better fit for the job, minus I think you would be scaling back on your side hustling profits as you will be needing to focus more on this job as it is not a job you can skate through on autopilot, and even so, that good things keep coming, as I am hoping you wouldn’t mind a little bit of a change in the job rules and regulations. I think these changes will make you feel good and like being in the office more than I think you have today...”

Flipping around some papers, Oliver pulled out some photo screenshots he had taken from some of Alicia’s social media profiles. As he faced the photos in Alicia’s direction, he put them in random order, but he knew what he was trying to show and point out to Alicia, as he had done this with other applicants, both male and female, though the topics were based on different things.

So with the men applicants, he would point out the things they did and showed on their social media page, and he wanted them to understand not everything was about what people needed to see you doing on the internet. As for the lady’s, Oliver interviewed, he could tell photos editing and makeup were like someone coloring on pictures. He would show different levels of makeup and effects and see if they could tell him what he’s looking for and if they could justify their case for what they do…

Oliver never showed photos to bash women down about their looks or to make them realize they were shallow or pretending to be something they’re not really….

“This interview is taking a short turn as I can tell based on your work you do very well but I have a series of photos (5) that I want you to examine and tell me what I am looking for. Before you focus on what you’re looking for and try to paint a picture I want you to understand this is a positive conversation about constructive criticism and positive feedback do not twist this out of control and try to make yourself a victim...”

The 5 photos are from different posts across her Facebook, TikTok, Instagram, and LinkedIn nothing dirty just photos that some looked edified and some not only was edited but also had makeup on but one photo looked the most naturalist of the 5 photos and she didn’t even look like that today as she was sitting in the chair across from him today

 

[Baddie4Life]

Clearly he thought he was amusing and she responded to his chuckle with a cautious smile. He seemed to have an intelligence about him hidden under the gagarious exterior. Alisia knew she would need to be careful how she went about all this. She had a slight sigh of relief when he said he hadn’t found anything too embarrassing online and she nodded with enthusiasm, having felt the urge shortly before to metaphorically wet herself if he had found some thing embarrassing.

When he then went on to pull out the screenshots she felt another weird sense of foreboding. It was a strange feeling, like she was being psycho analysed. Having taken a module in psychology at university, she knew a little bit about how these kind of techniques worked. Sometimes an interviewer could test the character of someone.

When he laid the ground rules down she listened and nodded, accepting what he said for what it was.

“I just want to say my only focus will be this job and I’m happy to play with the rules and regulations if that is what you require of me.” She said in a very accepting way.

She then leaned over and looked at the photographs on display. Clearly there was a focus on her face and the clear use of filters. He had a keen eye for spotting a made up woman that was for sure. Some were more unreal than others and in one she felt like it was very revealing

Quickly she lined them up in real to unreal order and her red nails did a little rattle on the side of the table as she thought. She then looked him straight in the eyes.

“You wanted to highlight to me my use of filters and make up. I can see here you wanted to show the variety of faces I put out on display to the world.” She said in a convinced way.

She pointed to the filtered version “This was very much a bit of joking fun. I can’t deny I have enjoyed the attention I get from this kind of thing. I of course understand it’s not completely appropriate in the corporate world to use this style of photograph” she added.

“I often feel when I’m like this…” she said pointing at the more natural one she didn’t look like today “…I lack a certain confidence. I lack a bit of edge if you get my drift. I don’t have the beautiful face that I want”.

“I assume you are going to tell me to find a balance here and maybe don’t be too much like these on the right, artificial, but be more like the left, the natural?” She answered him as she felt something on the edge of her my nylon covered toes. Her foot felt it and realised it felt like his leather shoe foot under the table. She looked down to her legs and back to him with a smile, slightly embarrassed.

“Apologies, I often stretch my legs out under a table…luckily just you’re foot” she said with a slight giggle acting a bit coy “…do you agree with my analysis of these photographs.” she said trying to get back ok with interview, moving her foot and leg back to a tighter over the knee position. Her face looked at his awaiting his verdict.

 

[BrandonW1985]

Hearing Alicia breaking down the photos in each screenshot with a level of detail that Oliver wasn’t really looking for gave him a shocking look. She knew what he was showing her in the difference in screen filters and makeup, but that wasn’t his main reason for asking her about it.

“The level of your description for the photos is good; you know what you were doing and what you wanted people to see. But I would like for you to not rely on makeup in person and filters in social media posts for the company. Please; a light foundation is fine, but I think too much makeup and filters is something I’m not a fan of, and it will make traveling easier for two business workers.

“You look fine, but honestly, I want to be upfront with you and tell you that I’m not a big makeup person. And if I pick a female, even you, I want you to understand there is a bit of adjustment I’m asking for you to do as well as I don’t want you to pretend to be something you are most likely not. As Oliver looked over Alicia, he could tell her appearance wasn’t what he noticed on some of her social media, and I was not expecting or asking her to look like she was currently and really she figured that he was probably dressed from top to bottom in designer clothes.

As Oliver stopped for a second, he noticed Alicia’s feet bumped his as he was thinking that his feet were stretched out too far as well... “Oh, I think I may have had my feet too far out as well. Don’t worry, the shoes aren’t expensive really...” bringing the photos back to the stack and closing the folder, Oliver stood up and re-buttoned his sports coat as he smiled down at Alicia still sitting in her chair…

“This interview has been super compared to the last handful. I’ve had a wonderful time chatting with you, and I am curious. Are you done with the day or do you have any projects you’re trying to finish up before the job bid closes?? If so, I might see you later, and if not, you might be getting a call in the next few days...” being that it was a Thursday afternoon, Oliver had until the end of Friday business day to make his choice, or the board would randomly select a name from the list

 

[Baddie4Life]

This Oliver was clearly playing some kind of game with her she thought. She listened to his requests thoughtfully and wondered why he had to have such a tight control of her image. Did he want to test how much influence he could place on her from the get go. Unfortunately she had no choice but to play along. He was the gate keeper.

“Very well…just light foundation then…that’s no problem at all. I want to make the right impressions after all” she replied with a pouting smile to his first explanation of what he wanted. Clearly he didn’t see her like the majority 99% did of guys. She would be the dutiful young woman and follow his instructions to the letter.

As he stood up over her she felt a sense of relief. Then he closed the formal interview and she stood up to listen.

“I’m glad I could brighten your day Mr Green and make up for those lesser entrees. I feel I could really rise to the occasion with this opportunity. I don’t have any other projects per say at the moment. This was my last interview of the day. Do you yourself have anything else on now or would you be free to grab a coffee with me?” She asked him in quite an open and genuine way. She could still use the time now after the interview to help her chances if he had any time.

 

[BrandonW1985]

As he was shocked, she wanted to get coffee with him, which is not needed. Mr. Green politely declined the offer. “I would like to, but there is still a lot of work to be done, and I need to make a choice for the assistance position by the end of the day. So, how about a rain check for after I make the choice so that no one assumes you are being favored... even though you were a top applicant from your interview review...”

Oliver walked around his desk and held his hand out as an offer to help Alicia out of her seat... “Oh, and do me one more favor, please, if it’s no issue... your shoe... well, they’re not what I require for the position. You get the position, I ask you need to look at the company catalog and get you a pair of shoes that is more like mine so it’s more comfortable on your feet and not so noisy on the floor...” Oliver then said in a low voice. “It will make you getting around people more comfortable and like a ninja because they won’t hear you coming...”

As he helped Ms. Hunter out of her chair and walked her to the office, as he opened and let her exit, his right hand gently rubbed her lower back and then went to her curvy ass cheek as he gave a gentle tap before she exited the room behind him. As he came out into the hallway behind her, “Thank you again for waiting for your interview, Ms. Hunter. I’m sorry it took so long, and I hope you are awarded the job if the board picks your name...”

 

[Baddie4Life]

She understood his reasoning for it was crystal clear. If she was seen socialising over coffee just after this interview, it might definitely appear like she had a leg up on all the other candidates before the decision. He was quite right. Better not to rock the apple cart just yet.

“I’m glad you think so and definitely, I wouldn’t want to be given any special treatment before the decision has been made” she said to him tactfully. Any special treatment after however was fine by her. She had looked into how high assistant could fly within the corporation before applying. They got special privileges to go on trips, access to better fleet vehicles and a host of other perks, some maybe even off the record. It excited her to think that she might have won him over and what he said next seemed to confirm for her she was near the front of the running.

She took his hand gracefully and got up from the chair like a well mannered business lady would “Perhaps you could email the exact shoes you would like me to wear…if the position is given…I would be more than happy to go with whatever you select. The more in sync we are the better, the more seamless we’ll work together” she said trying to put a brave face on it. Oh well, she wasn’t going to be able to get anywhere near what those shoes cost her back. She’d keep them in her top drawer at home, just encase.

On the way out she couldn’t help feel the soft touch of his hand through the fabric of her blouse on her lower back and then a gentle tap. A signal of things to come, most likely, but she could handle it. In fact this would make her life even easier. If he was captivated enough many things were possible. She knew her bum was a lovely shapely instrument and that little tap did give her a nice little shock to conclude this interview.

Alisia blushed a little implying a cute innocence, but she knew this was what she was looking for since the beginning.

“Thank you again Mr Green, I’d like to give my thanks for this consideration. If awarded I’ll make sure the job is done to the best of my ability and I’ll take every care with the finest detail. I hope to hear from you soon” she said brimming confidence ad she made her way out of the side room giving him a good view of what he’d been tapping moment ago.

Before she got half way across the room she pretended to let the small pen in her file she’d been caring fall out. It landed peacefully on the side of the floor. Taking care not to fall in the heels she bent down to pick it up letting him enjoy the final sight of the day before leaving. Her long legs were another stunning feature of her body and with that bend he might just have got a glimpse of the very top of her stockings where the straps held them up. Perhaps a taste of things to come if he played his cards right. If lust was in his heart the job was a given, but what she would make of that job, only time would tell.

She then stood back straight, slipping the pen back in her file and did an innocent wave back to him with a smile before exciting out of the final door.

 

[BrandonW1985]

As Mr. Green escorted Ms. Hunter out of his office, he again thanked her for a good interview, to end a long day as he had some things to complete today. Tomorrow, he knew he didn’t have time to play around with coffee. “If I can find the shoes on the site I am suggesting, I will send them to you, but for right now, I want you to consider the shoes I’m wearing: a flat sneaker style with good foot support. Since there will be a lot of walking for this job, I just got these as my new replacements in the company catalog.”

Mr. Green let Alicia go as she needed to try and complete what she could, as she strongly was given the impression that she will be selected for the position. Oliver had fully intended to give her the position but wanted to wait till the next day to do so, as they both needed to wrap things up. Later on, Oliver wanted to see Alicia’s lead office and caught him as he was trying to leave. He had insisted that he listen and do what he was telling him.

Alicia’s boss wasn’t happy one bit with what Oliver told him, as he informed Mr. Allen that Alicia will be spending the following more passing off her unfinished assignments to her former colleagues because Oliver wants her to do her transition paperwork in the afternoon so everything will be ready for Monday.

 

[Baddie4Life]

She left confident the job was hers and the first thing she did was go onto the catalogue to order some flats. They had some quite nice shoes, so she wasn’t going to waste anytime. She ordered them and picked them up very quickly. She wondered what kind of way this might play out with her new role.

She knew her old boss Mr.Allen would miss her for her administration skills were very good. No doubt there would be a small amount of burning of bridges there. Still, it would be good to naturally move up now to the assistant role.

Hopefully she’d get to travel more now through work which is what she really wanted to do.

 

[BrandonW1985]

The next morning came quickly, and as Mr. Green and Mr. Allen were standing in the lobby talking, people were coming inside. A few waved at the two men as they paused from time to time. Mr. Green was the first to see Ms. Hunter coming into the rotating doors. He smirked more as his mind circled around a bit of thoughts. He was mentally thinking about Alicia in her lingerie outfits.

“Speaking of Alicia... here she comes...” As Mr. Green’s eyes were looking at Alicia, Mr. Allen turned around and looked up with a mixed feeling. He was hoping to not lose her, but he was glad he could still see her come in and out and even watch her online as she did her side hustles.

Oliver headed towards Alicia as he took a sale pamphlet out of his sports coat and spoke, “Good morning, Ms. Hunter. I found the shoes I was talking about yesterday, and I didn’t want to lose it before I saw you today...” As Oliver chuckled, his eyes scanning over Alicia..

 

[Baddie4Life]

Alicia strode in the front foot in a pair of black flats, black tights that were actually stockings, black skirt and red blouse. She walked with the same elegance of the previous day and looked up snd down at the two men. It was her old boss and her boss.

She took the sales pamphlet out of his hand with a very positive smile “That’s great…I’ll have to make sure I order those.” She seemed very at ease.

“How are you both this morning?” She asked in a very polite town admiring the shoes in the book.

 

[BrandonW1985]

Mr. Green smiled along with Mr. Allen as Oliver spoke first. “Well, I’m more happy than Mr. Allen, but I’m sure the discomfort will go away eventually. I’ve already started the paperwork once you take care of the things Mr. Allen needs before you transfer. Then you can come up and finish the rest of your paperwork for the assistance job you have earned...”

Glancing over Alicia’s outfit, as the black and red looked rather nice on her, Oliver smirked as he had a little devilish look and thought on his mind as he was mentally thinking of what he would do to her. The background check he had done on her didn’t give him what he was looking for, but he didn’t think seeing anything he had seen, if not more, was possible since she did willingly wear lingerie online for people to buy them.

Giving Mr. Allen a pat on the shoulder and saying, “Don’t let it drag you down too much. You told me you had plans earlier this week, so be happy. I’m sure your day will get better.”

 

[Baddie4Life]

She looked at both of them happily with a smile trying to to imagine what they were thinking. Atleast the paperwork had been started. It wouldn’t be too long. She knew Mr Allen would miss her flirting and generally risqué style.

“Thank you Mr Green, I’m looking forward to starting, been thinking about it all night” she said pleasantly. She could imagine him mentally undressing her in his mind. The thoughts of a boss who were clearly off work in nature. She knew he knew that she sold sexy clothes online. She could imagine he might have jacked off once or twice to a few of her hosiery videos. She sometimes wore really short skirts in those videos snd tight tops.

“Mr Allen…shall we?” She asked. Ready to move on to her new assignments in earnest.

 

[BrandonW1985]

“Yea... we should go ill talk to you later Oliver...” as Mr. Allen and ms. Hunter headed for the elevators Mr. Green watched as they left thinking how travel was going to be an interesting experience especially when your coworker is a female. Oliver saw Alicia glance back at him again before Barry and her vanished in the elevator. The day was going to be a lot of paperwork but once it’s done the job will begin for Oliver and Alicia...

As the projects was transferred over from Alicia to her old team and her paperwork was signed with no issues or evening happening. The meets were very chattery and long but it didn’t take long before Oliver and Alicia found themselves on the road as they were going to the airport and flying to Tokyo to do some work at one of their international locations for the clean energy project Oliver and Alicia was working on..

 

[Baddie4Life]

2 months later…

The new job had come thick and fast for Alicia as she adapted to Oliver’s schedules and the new project. The preparation for the trip to Japan has been very intense as a wide range of areas needed to be signed off before going. Various contractors had to be called and booked in for online meetings. It had been quite an ordeal collecting all the administration into a single set of large folders, but now the major bit of prep was done. All the files, meetings and planning had been back up and filed away on the cloud also encase they needed anything.

As Alicia sat in the taxi van driving down the freeway she felt a rush of relive that she could now let her hair down a bit. Although the meetings in Tokyo would be intense, she felt finally they were ready and could get on to this project without any major hurdles. She also pondered how it might go travelling with her boss so far from home. Perhaps now she’d be able to gauge more about the real him. She looks down at her flats considering what kind of man he actually was. To tell her not to wear heels from the start was interesting. Did he just not like heels or was it a form of control. In the previous 2 months work had taken centre stage, but now there was room for the personal touch. How would it develop?

Then the taxi van pulled off the freeway into his estate. She’d never seen or been to his house before, so this was a first. She gazed around, with some awe imagining the life he must have had with his family. She looked on with envious eyes considering her own very basic apartment. As the taxi pulled her she kept up from her seat in the back.

“Do you want me to text him we’re outside miss?” said the driver?

“Ah no, it’s fine…just wait her a moment, I’ll go and get him.” she said, with some curiosity to see his house a bit closer. She walked up the drive cautiously and went to ring the door bell.

Her finger pressed the door bell and she stood there legs crossed holding her itinerary folder in her right arm. She felt very much ready for ye trip.

She was dressed in so a thing similar to what she had worn the day she started. Alicia wore a high quality red blouse, black skirt, watch and black stockings, although from her standing they looked just like tights. He make up was toned down to how he liked it and her skin very clean. Around her neck she wore a silver necklace and her hair was part up, part down. She felt like classic young corporate woman with lots of energy and a very nice look.

Then the door opened and Alicia saw Oliver’s wife before her. At first Alicia didn’t know what to say and she froze slightly. This was the wife she’d heard so much about whose eyes were now probably scanning her up and down.

 

[BrandonW1985]

Natasha and Oliver were having an early lunch as the flight to Japan was going to be a long one with a 16-hour time difference from their current time zone... “Since the trip is going to be mostly work, I think you should go with me, sweetie... I won’t have a lot of free time, but I know you’ve wanted to go to Tokyo, Japan, and I’d feel bad going without you...” Natasha smiled back at her husband and said “There is no point in me going to Tokyo and having fun while you’re in a meeting. Once we hear their business done and you go back a second time, I will tag along then. From what you’ve shown me and told me and told me, you don’t have a lot of free time...” Natasha leaned in and kissed Oliver as she put a hand on his leg.

Just as the kissing was going to pick up, the doorbell rang. Natasha said softly “That must be your taxi. We will finish this when you get home...” Natasha stood up and said “ I’ll answer the door while you get your stuff. And when Natasha opened the door, she saw a young woman and immediately was shocked at how nice of an outfit the taxi driver was wearing. Not aware that she was actually Oliver’s assistant, Alicia, “He’s on the way. That’s a nice outfit you got on...” Natasha said as she stood in the doorway. A few mins passed and Oliver came around the corner. As he was surprised at how well dressed Alicia was, he came up behind Natasha and said “Here I am!”

Oliver didn’t have a suit on like he normally did, which was a surprise to Alicia. He was wearing a pair of comfy jeans and a polo shirt that was a half button-down. As Oliver nudged his wife she turned sideways and smiled at him. “I guess my assistant introduced herself to you??” Natasha raised an eyebrow and looked at her husband and said “she did and I think her outfit is very lovely looking...” Oliver replied “that’s great honey I will see you when we get back and continue our conversation” as Oliver gave his wife a naughty smirk before leaning in and kissing her. And before Natasha knew it her husband was gone with a young hot assistant she didn’t know about until just then.
(Wife’s picture included)

 

[Baddie4Life]

The compliment on her outfit was not foreseen or expected. Alicia blushed a little in response as she held her tongue. Then Oliver appeared behind her and she took a sigh of relief. Having to face any leading questions before the trip from his wife was not what she had in mind at the moment. It seemed Oliver was flying smart casual and almost like he was going on holiday.

Then Oliver spoke again about her being his assistant and Alicia did a nervous smile back. She pushed back her hair and did a thankful look at Natasha on her nice words. Alicia imagined the wife cursing internally or perhaps with daggers of jealously ready.

“It was lovely to meet you Mrs Green. I’ll make sure your husband stays out of trouble.” she said as she held the folder in her hands observing them. She felt kind of unsure at the moment about the wife. Was she going to come after her?

 

[BrandonW1985]

After some kissing between Oliver and Natasha, she let her husband go. He grabbed his bags and asked Alicia to lead the way to the cab. While Oliver followed you out of the house, the short walk from Oliver’s front door to the taxi van was a short one and probably felt like the death row walk as Alicia’s back was to not only Oliver but his wife Natasha, whom she felt was not happy to see the young woman as his assistant. While Alicia got into the taxi, Oliver put his stuff in the back and climbed in with her. As he looked out the window, he saw Natasha standing at the doorway looking on with a faint smile on her face. As Oliver waved, she returned the wave along with a kiss she blew him like she always does when she sends him off for his trips.

‘Well, look at this little girl. I wonder what she was able to do for my husband to pick her for an assistant’s job.’ Natasha was thinking as Oliver and Alicia were leaving her home. As she knew he was a faithful man who didn’t intend to cheat on her, even after Natasha made many comments of saying things about other women in public and even on tv Oliver didn’t really show much interest in other women... but this woman made Natasha’s skin crawl, not in a creepy way but a way that made her feel that anything was possible, but she didn’t want to let that monster into her mind.

Meanwhile, in the taxi, Oliver looked over to Alicia and said, “I’m sorry. I didn’t give you a heads up to dress more casually because of the time difference. We won’t be doing anything once we arrive in Japan.” He figured she’d notice it from the ticked informant for the flight plans. “So what did you think of my wife I could tell you looked a bit nervous when i said you was my assistant” Oliver let out a chuckle as he sit next to Alicia him dressed casually and you wearing a semi formal outfit..

 

[Baddie4Life]

It did feel like a long walk indeed for Alicia who felt she was almost on display to his wife and she had not prepared for it mentally. Her mind was a bit of a mess in the first intense. Although Oliver and Alicia had nothing going on, she almost felt the mistress in waiting. Was she? The wife most likely wanted to drop kick her in the first instance for Alicia was younger and attractive. Alicia imagined the wife’s reaction internally as she found out she was the assistant rather than the driver. She imagined if they were not bound by societal standards the wife would show no mercy.

“Oh it’s fine…I brought a change of clothes for the airport…something more plane easy” she said to him.

As they got in the taxi Alicia sat down with him at the back and her skirt rode up her leg some showing her hosed thighs. If he looked down he would just about see the tops of the bands of het black stockings pearling back at him. She kept her legs crossed, but didn’t try to hide what she was wearing. It was quite amusing that both corporate women and prostitutes both could wear stockings and it be accepted in this culture. She wondered if she suddenly bent down and sucked him off to the airport which would she be by all measures? Was she his mistress or less than? Her mind raced through what she imagined to be real vs the reality.

“I think your wife was lovely…it probably just caught her off guard, me coming to get you dressed so formally…I hope I didn’t offend her” she said all innocently as she looked him deeply in the eyes as the taxi car sat off. Her hands took his as they sat close and she shuffled over.

“It was very exciting seeing your place…it’s so large” she said with a cute smile as her foot wandered to his ankle and slowly caressed it, trying not to appear too intentional.