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He was beginning to understand, there was something more to Andi than he had intended to find. Perhaps his theory should be tested.

Finding a more comfortable position for his headset, he began.

"Andi, I want you to stop. I somehow think this is not the position for you. There is an eagerness to your approach that I find unsettling. Please remove your panties from the desk, complete you coverage for lunch and see me to pick up your check in my office after."

He pulled off his headset and thrummed his fingers on his desk. Yes, she was entirely too comfortable. She needed a more extreme task to prove her worth, if he allowed it. Her demeanor when she arrived back would determine if he allowed her to accept the challenge. To this point, she was more willing that he anticipated, taking control of her destiny, which did not suit. Not at all...
 
Hearing his curt voice over the headset, Andrea felt a sickening, sinking feeling.

She had failed. After all those other job interviews where she had refused to show any sexuality and consequently failed to get the job, she finally gave in and submitted to whatever a Boss wanted, and she was getting the sack for too much overt sexuality.

She quickly took her panties off the desk and tried to keep herself together in her final duty. The regular Reception girl came back a little early and took over again, and feeling very ashamed, Andrea made her way to the Boss's office, her colour rising, so humiliated at offering herself only to be rejected as a slut, a whore.

She knocked on his door, looking through the window, the anguish showing on her face.
 
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