Position Wanted (Open-PM for invite)

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Name: Eve McDowell

Age: 19

Personality: Meek and mild. Eve takes awhile to break out of her shell, but once she does, she is ready to cut loose. All she needs is the right person to help her out.





IC



Twenty dollars, that was all Eve McDowell had in her wallet. Hell, that was all she had period. After buying textbooks for the new semester and paying her rent for the month, Eve was completely tapped out. If only she hadn't snapped at that customer who had grabbed her ass, then she might still have her job at Carson's Diner.

Hindsight was a bitch.

With a sigh, Eve sat back on her couch. Her laptop sat in front of her, open to the depressing bank page that showed her zero balance checking account. She knew asking her parents for money was out of the question, they could barely afford to pay their own rent let alone take care of the four kids they still had at home. No, Eve had to find a way to get some cash on her own.

She grabbed her laptop, deciding that no time was better than the present to start her job search. However, after nearly two hours of finding absolutely zero prospects, Eve had to admit that she was screwed. But she persisted and began a search for websites that she could post a Situation Wanted ad. If she couldn't find the jobs, the jobs could come to her. There were several local sites that allowed for listing ads, and Eve quickly posted an ad on each one. She continued searching, thinking that perhaps more sites would pop up. A link popped up on her screen and Eve clicked on it, blushing as the image of a nearly naked woman came onto the screen. The site was for women who were advertising themselves as escorts, but Eve knew that really meant they were prostitutes.

"No thank you." She said. Eve moved to click out of the screen, but as she did so her phone rang. Her eyes not on the computer screen as she reached for the phone, Eve believed she had clicked out of the website. Little did she know she had posted her ad onto the site.

An ad which read: Young and eager woman in search of a position that pays well. Lots of experience and willing to learn new things.
 
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It was a little past 5 when Anna started her last task of the day. Actually, she should be heading home by now, but giving all her love, care and attention to her job meant that extra time was a daily occurrence.

Anna started working when she was 21, just fresh out of business school. In these last 8 years, she had worked hard - so hard in fact that by 29 she was the HR Manager for one of the biggest clothing company in the country. She wasn't what people call a control freak, but she did like to know every task she had to do was executed to perfection and that everyone around her did the same.

The last thing that she had to do for today was go through a gazillion resumes to pick someone to fill the position as her assistant. An hour and a ton of paper later, she still haven't found what she was looking for. Every single resume had something that wasn't quite right, that wasn't quite what she wanted. Being an assistant was hard work and one always ends up getting a little more personal with an assistant since time amount of time people spend with their assistants is enormous. The person would have to be trustworthy, competent, experienced and willing to learn. Anna got tired and bored, so she decided to leave that task for the next day.

Come to think of it, Anna was a bit tired and bored with her life. God, when was the last time Anna had gone out on a date, for example? She quickly brushed the thought away, dating took too much time and too much energy and it wasn't by wasting time and energy that a woman could reach the top of her career at 29 years of age. However, a girl has needs and hiring professional help for those needs was an option Anna made sometimes. Escorts and "adult friends" always interested her and searching online was her usual way of finding men available for a few hours of physical fun. This time, though, she wanted a female escort - she had had experiences with women when she was in college but that was a long time ago and nothing better to take tiredness and boredom away then to go back to her less stressful days.

She logged on to the website she usually used for this type of activity. Where to start? Maybe see the most recent ads would help. Selecting only females on the same city and from 18 to 25 years of age resulted in a few ads to pop up. The shortest one and, really, the most discreet one was from a girl named Eve. Discretion was key, here. How would the people she knew deal with the fact that Anna Brensen, the HR Manager, hired female escorts to unwind from busy days? There was a phone number in the ad, so Anna decided to call.

The phone rang three times and nobody answered. Meanwhile, Anna thought about how odd it was that she found an escort ad describing exactly what she wanted to find in a resume for an assistant. Anna was ready to hang up after the fourth ring, but a female voice spoke a soft "Hello".

"Uhm... Well, hello. My name is Anna and I'm calling about a Position Wanted ad I saw online just now."
 
Throwing her pen across the room, Eve screamed in frustration. Her sociology homework was kicking her ass, that and the fact that her landlord had stopped by earlier to tell her that, due to some maintenance issues, the rent would be going up. Eve hoped that she would hear back from one of the many ads she'd posted earlier that day. And the sooner the better.

As if on cue, Eve's cell phone started to blast Beyonce's Run the World. Oh god, this was it. Suddenly scared out of her mind, Eve simply stared at the phone as it continued to ring. Finally, on the fourth ring, she found the nerve to answer.

"Hello?" She said, crossing her fingers that this was an interview offer.

"Uhm... Well, hello. My name is Anna and I'm calling about a Position Wanted ad I saw online just now."

"Hi, Anna. Thank you so much for calling." Eve said, trying to hide her enthusiasm but failing.
 
The girl, Eve, did sound enthusiastic. It was a good sign! Her voice was sweet and she did sound young. Only then did Anna recall that the ad didn't come with a photo. What a mistake! Calling an escort without a photo was totally unforgivable. What was she thinking? At least the girl was a girl and not some sick old pervert.

Anna always believed one can tell a lot from someone's voice and this was a good opportunity to prove her theory once more. The voice sounded good, so the person must be OK.

"I was wondering when you would be available for an interview"

Anna smiled. Interview, eh? She was pleased at herself that she had find such a nice way of mentioning her desire for a rendez-vous.
 
Eve could not believe her luck. She didn't care that Anne hadn't even mentioned what type of position the interview was for. She had a freaking interview!

Because she had her schedule already memorized, Eve knew exactly when she was available without having to stop and think. "I can meet with you any time after one o'clock tomorrow if that will work."
 
Oh! That was quick. Anna paused for a split second. This girl was new on the website so it was natural that she didn't have that much work yet. And the lack of photo wasn't going to help, either. Neither the lack of details. Suddenly, contacting her didn't seem like a good idea anymore.

"Ok, then. How's about 4 p.m.? At my place. Do you have a pen to write down the address?"

Keeping things at her place would be safer. That way, if something happened, she could call the building's security. Anna hated to leave the office early, but for this, it could be well worth it. Taking her laptop home with her to work after Eve left could be good plan - not that Anna counted on having all that energy to work after playing.
 
A new day donned bright and clear. Eve moved through her day easily, sitting through lectures, going to lunch with a couple friends, and spending a few hours in the library before heading back to her apartment to get ready for her interview at four o'clock.

Carefully, Eve surveyed her wardrobe. She needed to project just the right image, a careful balance between professional and fun. Finally, she settled on a simple A-line yellow dress with a wide black belt around the waist. Pulling a black blazer over top of the dress, she paired the whole outfit with simple black pumps and pearl earrings. Her dark auburn hair was twisted and put up in a hair clip. Giving herself a final once over, Eve gave a nod of approval at her image in the mirror and grabbed her red leather briefcase.

The trip to Anna's apartment was uneventful as Eve sat in the back of a taxi listening to the driver talk animatedly into his cell phone. He dropped her off in front of a beautiful apartment building, complete with doorman. Suddenly, Eve felt completely out of place.

"Hello," she said as the doorman looked at her expectantly, "I'm here to see Ms Anna Bransen."

"Are you Ms Eve McDowell?" He asked.

"Yes!" Eve quickly nodded. The doorman smiled and waved her through the door.

"Ms. Bransen is in room 1401." He said as Eve made her way across the marble floor of the lobby, the clicking of her heels echoing slightly, and towards the two elevators on the other side.


As the elevator rose up to the fourteenth floor, Eve fiddled with the strap of her bag nervously. She did a mental check to make sure she had everything.

Resume. Check. List of references. Check.

Was there anything else she needed? If there was, Eve's mind was running a total blank. Before she had any time to panic, however, the elevator doors slid open and apartment 1401 sat just across the hall.

Drawing her shoulders back and taking a deep, calming breath, Eve walked the three steps to the door and knocked.

A woman who Eve judged to be in her late twenties opened the door.

"Hi, Ms Bransen? I'm Eve." She held her hand out, a smile on her face.
 
It was a beautiful day when Anna woke up. She showered, applied her makeup and blow dried her hair. Anna decided to wear something within her usual office attire: a Armani raspberry skirt suit, a floral blouse from the newest collection of the company she worked for and her black power pumps. She considered putting on some of her expensive lingerie, but she was sure she would have time to come home and change before meeting Eve.

Last night she had dreamt of Eve - she couldn't help it. In her dreams, Eve was a tall, curvy blonde, sexy as can be. It was definitely and interesting night but Anna knew for a fact the following afternoon was going to be even more fun.

Anna's day was calmer than usual, but, at about noon, just as she was getting ready to leave the office, she got a phone call.

"Anna, we need an emergency meeting", said Thomas Rothling, the company's CEO. "Everybody needs to be present, there's a big change coming up in the company and we need to announce it to you all."

Sounded like bad news. Everything seemed right in the company, so why change? Anna sighed and took a look at the hand mirror in her purse. She nodded her approval of the image reflected, closed the mirror and stood. If the meeting wasn't a quick one, she'd be late for her... interview!

The news weren't as bad as Anna feared, but the meeting ended at half past thee. She stormed into Maya's office. Maya was her only true friend in the office and she was in charge of PR. She had some dresses to send out to bloggers and Anna managed to borrow a black dress. It was a miracle that Maya had a size 8 dress that fit Anna well and matched her suit jacket. Anna felt better that she at least changed before going home to meet Eve. Anna may or may not have stepped a little too much on the gas of her Audi, but she made it home. She had time to exchange her shoes to something more comfortable, but as soon as she did, there was knock on the door.

"Hi, Ms Bransen? I'm Eve." said a stunning redhead. She was nothing like Anna's dream, but she was beautiful. Anna noticed her blazer, she had seen one exactly like it in Maya's office just a while ago.

"Oh, hi Eve. I was expecting you. Please do come in! And please do call me Anna." Anna stepped aside to let Eve in. "Would you like something to drink? May I take your jacket? So, how should we go about this?" Anna fired the questions, she was a little too nervous and it showed. Who would know, she had received escorts in her house a few times before.
 
Stepping inside the apartment, Eve shrugged off her blazer and handed it to Anna.

"Thank you, Anna." She said, standing, nervously, in front of her host. She wasn't quite sure what to do, should she sit? Stand?

"A drink would be lovely, thanks." She said, grabbing onto the lifeline that Anna threw out. A drink in her hand always made her less nervous.

"So, how should we go about this?" Anna asked as she poured two drinks and handed one to Eve. The question struck her as quite odd. Wasn't the person doing the interviewing supposed to know what to do? Brushing the thought away, Eve took a sip of her drink.

"I suppose we could sit and talk for awhile." She suggested after a moment. "We can take some time and get to know each other."

Settling onto the couch that Anna directed her to, Eve crossed her long legs, suddenly grateful for the money she'd parted with for some time in the tanning bed as her skin had a healthy glow to it. She noticed Anna's eyes skidding over her legs and the feminine muscles that she'd developed from jogging every day. Deciding to ignore the veiled scrutiny, Eve brushed a loose tendril of hair behind her ear.

"So, Anna, what is it that you do?" She asked, deciding that it would be best to figure out what type of position she was interviewing for.
 
As Eve sat and crossed her legs, Anna couldn't help but stare at them for a moment. Sexy, long, slightly tan legs... Anna took a sip, thinking that it wouldn't take long before she could kiss and caress them. Eve's skin looked smooth and her faint perfume was enticing.

"So, Anna, what is it that you do?" Eve asked. How strange! Escorts usually avoided such personal questions with all their might. In her ad, Eve said she had a lot of experience, so the question sounded even stranger.

"I am the Human Resource Manager for a clothing company" Anna said. She took another sip. Her answer was true, but not too indiscreet. Suddenly, Anna noticed Eve's lips. They were full and begging to be kissed.

"Eve... I don't want you to think that I'm in a hurry, because I'm not." Anna swallowed, a tiny shiver going down her spine. "But I think we should get to business now..."
 
"I am the Human Resource Manager for a clothing company"

"That must be fun, getting work around fashion. I'm taking a course in fashion merchandising right now. I go to the Art and Fashion Institute and am working on my degree in fashion design."

Eve was amazed at her good fortune. If she could land this job perhaps it could lead to something more in her field.

"Eve... I don't want you to think that I'm in a hurry, because I'm not. But I think we should get to business now..."

Anna seemed slightly on edge and Eve couldn't help but wonder why.

"Of course." She said, brushing that pesky bit of hair back behind her ear. "Where would you like to start? Why don't you tell me what you're looking for?"
 
"That must be fun, getting work around fashion. I'm taking a course in fashion merchandising right now. I go to the Art and Fashion Institute and am working on my degree in fashion design." said Eve.

Anna smiled inward. She liked the artsy type, they always reminded her of herself when she was younger. Anna gave up on the art world to dedicate herself to business, but she never stopped liking it. This made her like Eve a little more - not that she was in the habit of making friends with escorts.

"Eve... I don't want you to think that I'm in a hurry, because I'm not. But I think we should get to business now..."

"Of course. Where would you like to start? Why don't you tell me what you're looking for?"

The way Eve brushed her red hair off her face was so delicate and yet so sexy, Anna couldn't help but smile at her. And she was indeed eager like her ad said.

"I think we should get the small little annoying details out of our way first, don't you agree?" If there was one thing Anna hated was to get off of bed after sex to get her wallet. She knew and the escorts knew Anna was paying, no need to remember that after mind blowing sex. "How much do you usually..."
 
"I think we should get the small little annoying details out of our way first, don't you agree? How much do you usually..." There was something off about Anna. She seemed...nervous about something. What she had to be nervous about, Eve could not understand. If anything, Anna seemed like a great woman and Eve was certain that she would enjoy working for her.

"Oh, certainly," Eve said as Anna brought up the 'annoying details.' "To be quite honest, I would be happy with whatever compensation you think fair." Running a few quick figures through her head, Eve came up with an annual salary sum. "I think, however, that twenty grand will be suitable."

She looked to Anna, awaiting her thoughts. When she didn't answer right away, Eve hastened to add. "Of course at that amount I would do everything you required. I will take care of any possible needs or wants."
 
"To be quite honest, I would be happy with whatever compensation you think fair." Said Eve.

Not a typical answer from an escort. Anna had a feeling Eve was not a typical escort before, but she was now sure there was something special about Eve. And she liked that, she liked that very much.

"I think, however, that twenty grand will be suitable." Eve added.

Anna was focusing on not looking too surprised. 20 thousand dollars was way too much for a night of sex, however great and steamy it may be. Hell, it was too much for a week! Anna wasn't a cheap person and she believed in having money change hands but this was too much money.

"Of course at that amount I would do everything you required. I will take care of any possible needs or wants." Anna heard Eve say.

Still.

"I'm sorry, Eve, and I'm having trouble finding a delicate way of saying this, but I'm not really prepared to pay that amount of money." Anna took a deep breath. "I apologize for dragging you all the way here for nothing, though. I feel really bad about it."

There, Anna said it. What a shame, she really liked Eve and her mind was already racing with endless sensual possibilities. Eve's lips, her dainty hands all over her body, the sight of her naked body...
 
Eve tried not to show her disappointment as Anna dismissed her. Had she been too greedy? Twenty thousand, she had thought, was a reasonable amount. But how could she hope for Anna to pay her that much when she didn't know a thing about Eve or her work ethic?

"Oh," Eve said, playing nervously with the hem of her dress. "I can understand that. I mean, you don't know the first thing about me or how I work so I can't expect you to pay me that much."

Meeting Anna's eyes, Eve smiled. "Is there anyway that I can prove to you I'd be worth the money?"

Her words were so innocent, little did Eve know, however, just how Anna would take her question.
 
The sight of a beautiful girl playing with the hem of her dress, almost lifting it a little but not really, started to affect Anna. Eve was so beautiful, looked so innocent and yet so sensual...

Eve's beautiful and hopeful eyes met Anna's. "Is there anyway that I can prove to you I'd be worth the money?"


Oh, there was about a million things Anna could think of. To be truthful, Anna was starting to feel the effects of Eve's sensual presence so much so that she considered asking for a kiss or a bolder caress. Anna new, however, that once she started, she couldn't stop. It was wiser to stop, she knew it; yet, it took all her might to not accept Eve's proposition.

"I'm sorry, Eve, I don't think so... But it's a shame, really." Anna leaned forward and rested her hand on Eve's knee, still looking up at her eyes.

Eve's skin was so soft and warm, so inviting... Anna never remembered being so tempted by a girl before.
 
There was something about the look in Anna's eyes and the way her hand rested on Eve's knee that made the young woman wonder. She'd often heard of people trading sexual favors for a job or promotion, but could she be one of those people? Would Anna even respond if she made a move?

No. Eve mentally shook her head to clear away those thoughts. She couldn't...could she? Though she was no virgin, Eve had never gone so far as to use sex as a way of getting what she wanted. Not to mention, she'd never been with a woman before, the thought had never even crossed her mind. But now, sitting there with Anna, who seemed as if she wanted nothing more than to rip Eve's dress off...well the idea was starting to seem appealing.

Standing quickly, scared of the way her own thoughts were heading, Eve smiled down at Anna.

"Well thank you for your time, Anna." She gathered up her bag and headed towards the door. But as she was about to turn the knob and leave, something stayed her hand and Eve paused. Glancing over her shoulder, she looked at Anna, really looked at her. She was a beautiful woman and Eve found herself wondering what it would be like to feel another woman's hands on her body. She refused to be the one to make the first move, however, it just wasn't in her to be that bold.

"Are you sure there's nothing I can do to make you reconsider?" She asked, her eyes locked with Anna's.
 
"Are you sure there's nothing I can do to make you reconsider?" Eve was tempting Anna beyond reason now. In a split second, there was so much that went through Anna's head, so many naughty, erotic and downright dirty things that they could do together.

Anna felt a shiver down her spine. It's not like could ask a freebie from an Escort - that was purely bad manners and a sure way of having a bad reputation. She was starting to get moist from Eve's presence as well as the images going through her mind.

"I suppose maybe I can reconsider..." Twenty thousand. Twenty thousand. Twenty thousand for a night of sex. "I think I need some time, though. You see, twenty thousand, even for a week of your time, is more than I'm used to pay and more than what I was expecting..."

Anna wanted to go up to Eve and kiss her. If it would cost twenty thousand dollars to get that women in her bed... Anna was more tempted than ever to pay the price. She opened her mouth to say she accepted her price, but shut it down again. She was still unsure.
 
"I suppose maybe I can reconsider...I think I need some time, though. You see, twenty thousand, even for a week of your time, is more than I'm used to pay and more than what I was expecting..."

A week? Eve ignored the slip up, because Anna must have meant a year, and nodded slowly.

"I understand." She said, flashing a slightly disappointed smile. "If you change your mind, you have my number."

Opening the door, Eve stepped out into the hallway, disappointed that a job had slipped through her fingers. Perhaps she'd been too greedy. Well, obviously she'd been wanting too much or else Anna wouldn't have said no. Biting her lip, deep in thought, Eve pressed the elevator's call button. She glanced over her shoulder at the closed door of Anna's apartment. There had to be something else she could do or say to convince Anna to give her a chance.

The elevator doors dinged open and she stepped inside. What the hell was she doing running off without so much as pleading her case or offering up her salary for negotiation? The doors were slowly sliding shut and Eve quickly pushed them back open.

With determination squaring her shoulders, she made her way back to Anna's door and knocked on it sharply.

"You know, I forgot to mention that payment is always negotiable." She said as Anna opened the door, a slight confused expression on her face. Eve fished inside her bag and pulled out a piece of paper. "And here's my CV, just in case." She said, handing Anna the paper.
 
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With a smile and a sigh, Anna closed the door behind Eve. Temptation to be resisted, decisions to be made. Slightly overwhelmed with both desire and doubt, Anna stood leaning against the closed door.

Forget work! She couldn't focus in making her way back to the couch, let alone work. Maybe in a couple of days, she could call Eve and said she changed her mind. Or maybe she should go to that escorts' website again and look for someone similar to Eve and remember to discuss the price before actually meeting them.

Anna heard a knock on her door and felt it vibrate on her back, too. Who could it be? She wasn't expecting anyone and the doorman hadn't announced anyone, so it probably was someone she knew. She opened the door cautiously, she wasn't in the mood to see anyone. Eve was standing there, with a determined, assertive look on her face. How odd.

"You know, I forgot to mention that payment is always negotiable." The lovely girl said. Negotiating with an escort, now there was a brand new concept.

"And here's my CV, just in case."

A what? Anna hurried to conceal the stunned look in her face. A resume for an escort... Right... Would she see names of famous people? Phone numbers she should call to hear people's opinion's on Eve?

"Thank you, Eve. I wasn't expecting a CV..." She giggled, sounding a little more nervous than what she was expecting. "I'll be sure to give you a call if I change my mind."

Both women said their goodbyes again and Anna looked at the CV. It was a standard resume, one that a person would send for any other random job. But... wait! Eve's ad wasn't too explicit, she seemed uncomfortable with Anna's touch on her knee... Now it all made sense, Eve must have made a mistake in placing her ad on that particular website.

Anna laughed out loud at the whole mess. Then she took another good look at the resume in her hands. The strangest thing was, it described the perfect person to be her assistant. Anna couldn't believe her luck and this whole situation.

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The next day, Anna arrived early, determined to have a less complicated day. She turned to Helen, the secretary she was sharing with Maya for the time being:

"Helen, call this number", Ana said, giving Helen a paper an pointing to a phone number., "And here's what you should say."

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The phone rang four times and young voice spoke on the other side.

"Hello, Ms. McDowell. I'm Helen, and I'm calling on behalf of Ms. Bransen. Ms. Anna Bransen. She asked me to tell you there's a position as her assistant waiting for you, paying thirty thousand dollars per year. She asks if you're still interested. If you are, Ms. Bransen wanted you to know that you're welcome to start working at your earliest convenience."
 
Looking up at the building in front of her, Eve's stomach was a twisted mess of nerves. After getting the phone call that said she got the job, and at ten grand more than she'd asked for, she had been ecstatic. She'd been into the office a few days later to fill out paper work. She hadn't seen Anna, however, since the disaster of an interview in her apartment. And now it was her first official day as Anna's assistant and she was more than a little nervous.

Dressed in gray, knee-length dress with a thin black belt around the waist and a pair of dark red pumps, Eve made her way inside and up to the tenth floor where Anna's office was located. She was greeted by a chipper young woman who introduced herself as Helen, the woman who had called her about the job.

"So I'm gonna show you around, fill you in on the usual way we do things. Then I'll take you to Anna's and get you all set up." Helen said, walking briskly down the hall. Eve quickly followed her. For a petite woman, Helen was awful fast.

Once the tour was over, Helen led her to Anna's office, which had large glass walls that allowed Anna to look out over the rest of the office floor and the desks of the various assistants. Knocking, Helen popped her head inside to let Anna know Eve was there. Looking through the frosted glass, Eve smiled and gave a small wave when Anna looked up.

"Go on in," Helen said, stepping back from the door. Eve thanked her and headed into the office.

"Hi," she said, greeting Anna with a nervous smile. "I just want to thank you so much for this opportunity. I know that we didn't have a very good interview, so I just want to say thanks for giving me a chance."
 
Anna rose to her feet. Eve was looking stunning as ever in her grey dress and red pumps. Anna was wearing a pink button down blouse that showed only a hint of her generous cleavage and white wide legged pants, all those light colors offset by her amost black hair. It was always nice to have someone looking good at the office and, besides, Anna's assistant was an extension of herself and the image she liked to portray.

"Welcome, Eve! Well... if it had been such a bad interview you wouldn't be hired right now, would you?" Anna smiled kindly. "I trust Helen showed you around and told you what to do. In short, I go through all the resumes of all the people who want to work for one of our many stores or here in the central office. Also, I'm in charge of creating work teams, drafting contracts and, occasionally, firing people. It's the worst part of the job, but someone has to do it, right?" Anna paused to take a breath. She gestured to one of the chairs in front of her, inviting Eve to sit.

"Now, I like to work with assistants as a team. My job is harder without you so, you see, we're here to help each other. Your main tasks will be scheduling meetings, helping me out with organizing paperwork and, occasionally, running some errands. Nothing too complicated. If you have any doubts, just go right ahead and ask."

Anna called Helen to help Eve get settled in the smaller office adjacent to Anna's. There was a communication door between the two and, apart from the size, the main thing that set Eve's new office apart, was the sense of privacy. Eve's office's walls and door weren't as see through as Anna so it really was impossible to tell what was going on inside there. It was a strategic option, as Anna liked the privacy when she had to tell people they were no longer needed in the company. She hated to see people coming out of her office angry, in shock and often crying so a more private office, one where people could take some time to calm themselves, was perfect. The decoration in Eve's new office was simple and sober.

As Eve settled in, the door between the two offices was wide open. Anna couldn't resist discreetly eyeing her new assistant, lust and desire still present. The feelings Anna had had when she thought Eve was an escort never died and the thought of Eve close to her on her couch and of Eve's smooth skin underneath her hand never failed to moisten her.

The day and the following week went by calmly, Eve and Anna seemed to work well together and Anna thought about Eve's sexy body and enticing presence every single day. At 4 p.m. the next Wednesday, however, things weren't so calm...

Anna and Eve were getting ready to leave when Anna got a phone call. She needed to go though all the resumes that had been sent to her in the past three months and see if there was someone, absolutely anyone, that could be hired to be the new store's manager. The person who had been hired to that job had to move out of the State for family reasons, the store was scheduled to open next week and it couldn't possibly open without a manager.

Anna asked Eve to help her bring the folders to her office. It was going to be a long night if Anna wanted to start calling people in the next morning. She considered asking Eve to stay and help out. After all, the job was easy: see who had applied to be a manager and, from those people, who had had at least a year of experience. That should narrow down the choices a considerable amount. The only problem was that there were four very large piles of physical copies of CV's and a few hundred resumes in the HR email inbox.

"Eve?" Anna called. "I'm sorry, but could you stay later today? I need help here if I'm to finish sorting these out by the end of the decade" she said, gesturing towards the piles of paper. "You'll either be payed extra time or you can take the day off tomorrow or Friday. Up to you and totally up to you if you want to stay or not. I'll explain you what to look for if you want to help."
 
The first week of her new job went by in a blur. Eve couldn't believe how quickly she fell into the routine of the office or how well she and Anna got along. The two of them fell into an easy rhythm, and Eve soon learned how to decipher what Anna needed before the woman thought of it herself. The only thing that felt, for lack of a better word, off to Eve was the way that she would occasionally catch Anna watching her through the doorway that separated their offices. The looks reminded her of the way that Anna watched her during the disaster of an interview two weeks ago.

"I'm sorry, but could you stay later today? I need help here if I'm to finish sorting these out by the end of the decade. You'll either be payed extra time or you can take the day off tomorrow or Friday. Up to you and totally up to you if you want to stay or not. I'll explain you what to look for if you want to help."

"Oh certainly," Eve replied, quickly, taking in the massive stack of files. There was no way that she could leave Anna to go through all of those on her own. "I'd be more than happy to help out." Twirling her hair up into a bun, Eve grabbed a box of files and settled onto the floor, which was easier said than done in her plum colored pencil skirt. Kicking her black ankle boots off, she curled her legs up under her and began to pull files out of the box.

"Oh, do you want me to order in some food? And coffee. I'm sure we're going to need some coffee." She stood back up and padded back to her office in her stockinged feet. "Okay, I've got menus for Chinese, Mexican, pizza, and Italian. What are you in the mood for?" Eve glanced at Anna, her hands full of take-out menus and her pink framed reading-glasses slipping down her nose. She pushed them back into place quickly and looked at Anna expectantly.
 
As Eve sat on the floor, Anna couldn't help but notice how young and beautiful she looked. As Anna sat on the floor next to her assistant (it seemed so wrong to be sitting on the chair, looking almighty while the other half of her team was sitting on the floor!), she had a glimpse of Eve's fabulous cleavage. She tried to concentrate on the resumés, but it proved harder than she had imagined. Taking a deep breath, Anna pretended to focus on fixing her navy circle skirt around her and making sure the bow of her beige top was still perfectly tied.

Eve offered to order some food and as she tried to get up in her tight skirt, Anna also had a glimps of Eve's underwear. This woman was driving her crazy and it wasn't in the good way... yet. Anna shifted her attention to the fact that her office's carpet wasn't so uncomfortable after all.

"Uhm... Maybe Chinese? Whatever you prefer, really." Anna said, trying hard not to notice how sexy and irresistible Eve looked with her pink, girly glasses almost falling down. Her desire for the redhead girl grew with each day, with each hour they were together. Anna couldn't help but thinking that though things would have been easier if Eve really was an escort, things would also have been dull.

Chinese take out eventually arrived and the pair chatted and worked while eating. They left the complimentary fortune cookies for the end of the meal. All throughout the meal Anna felt the urge of leaning down and kissing her stunning co-worker but knew that it was too early to try something like that. She was sure she'd scare Eve away and completely miss the opportunity to have this gorgeous, smart, fun woman all to herself if only for a night.

"Go ahead, Eve, read yours!" Anna encouraged.
 
Though Anna was her boss the conversation that flowed between them as they ate their take out was more like two friends catching up. Eve had never felt so relaxed and at ease with any of her superiors in the past. But there was something else there, something lying just beneath the surface. A tension of some sort that, if Eve didn't know any better, could almost be considered sexual. Eve could sense it in the way that Anna would look at her, a mix of longing and desire in her gaze, and the way that she would find ways to touch Eve, whether it was just a brief brush of fingers as Eve would hand her a take out carton or a file or a quick pat on the arm or leg to get Eve's attention.

With empty take out cartons scattered around them, the two women had their fortune cookies left.

"Go ahead, Eve, read yours!" Anna said. Eve smiled and picked up her fortune cookie.

Cracking open the cookie, she pulled out the small slip of paper.

"You will encounter new and exciting experiences. Embrace them wholeheartedly." She read, squinting a little to read the tiny print. "Interesting. Pretty generic though." She chuckled. "What does yours say?"
 
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