Digging into her past - closed

[LordUsagi]

Digging into her past - closed to BlueCollarGirl

While Professor Higgins waited for the young post grad student to arrive he studied her file. The application was near perfect, which still only just made it to the top of his list. Her marks were top ten percent, she spoke various dialects from the dig site’s region, and the covering letter had shown she seemed genuinely excited about the prospect of the find. This was all important as the significance of the potential discovery could have far reaching revelations and bring prestige to all those involved.

Those were the things garnered from her application were important, however it was the other extra bits of information he had found in the file, which both worried and intrigued him.This could easily affect her application significantly and he needed to get to the bottom of the truth somehow.

He was fairly certain of the photos would be readily available on a social media page, maybe some only on a private profile. He was certain he would have been able to find them, if he had researched her even mildly on the internet. But still he was uncertain if they had not perhaps been slipped in by someone other than the applicant, after all there were various suggestive photographs of the applicant laughing and smiling with other lecturers, with hand written captions like “I will do anything to get what I want”

Then there was also a few suggestive, though not pornographic, photos of the girl posing, with more captions like “what you can expect if you chose me professor.” Again it was nothing scandalous, but very unusual for an internship application. Well one was maybe akin to being something one would sent to your lover to remain private.

Although he was fairly certain that these were all some elaborate scheme to discredit the applicant, he couldn’t be sure if it was because the person involved was jealous or that his applicant really was the type to use her body to get where she wanted.

Either way he would have to ask her, but that would not affect his decision, he had already decided to offer her the internship. She had the right qualifications and if she was a little easy all the better. It would be a long time away from civilization and spending it with a beautiful young woman may not be that bad.

He had already used one of the photographs for some self gratification the night before and was annoyed by the wet stain the drop of cum had left behind on it, so he tucked that picture right at the back of the more conventional ones.

Hearing the knock on the door, he closed the file on his desk, leaving her to see some obvious teases of the less embarrassing photos barely peeking out. It would be interesting to see her reaction. Would it be surprise at something she was unaware of or feigned embarrassment?

If she did not take the offer then so be it, there were still a few more qualified applicants to interview and in that case one was no doubt the saboteur of their rival.

 

[BlueCollarGirl]

In the hallway, Isabel Tam took a deep breath to steel her nerves. The application process for this project had been more rigorous than getting into Yale as an undergrad and Harvard for her doctorate. Her attendance at both required her to earn scholarships, as her parents had been working class shopkeepers back on Oahu. Her laser focus had gotten her this far; she wouldn't fail now.

Still, she knew the competition would be fierce. Not only were many of the other applicants former classmates, they were a nest of vipers. She knew dirty tricks were in play because her ex-fiance, Daniel, had been in the mix. He still harbored a grudge against her for breaking off their wedding, even though he'd been the one she'd caught in bed with another woman. That bastard would stoop to literally anything to get ahead, especially if it meant fucking her over.

Well, Izzy refused to let him or any of the other saboteurs sink her. Not only did her work speak for itself, she was already considered an expert on pre-Incan civilization and was fluent in Spanish and Chechua. Professor Higgins would be a fool to take anyone other than her. But it wouldn't be the first time she'd been passed over, and if she was, it wouldn't be the last. People always discounted her for her looks, her throaty voice, for her "lack of personality" professionalism. If those things put off someone who would hire her, she didn't want to work for them.

"Let's do this," she whispered to herself and knocked on the door. At his call, she opened the door to meet the professor. Her dark hair was smoothed back into a bun, and she wiped her hand over her cream suit before shaking his. "Professor Higgins, it's lovely to meet you." Her eyes fell to her application on his desk and noted a few personal photos sticking out. Fucking Daniel, she thought as a frown creased her face before she smoothed it away. She supposed it was time to see if her ex's sabotage worked.

 

[LordUsagi]

He was roused from his thoughts by the knock on his door. Perfectly on time, he thought to himself, as he called out for her to enter. Perhaps it would have been better if she had been a bit late, his thoughts about her interesting application had begun to stiffen him up. None the less he stood to greet her, hoping his not so firm body would hide any oncoming arousal.

He had been a little disappointed by her formal dress, secretly hoping that her overt application had been legitimate. She was even more beautiful in person, and the thought of her being inclined to engage in some form of bribery definitely had an effect on his body. However her formal handshake and somewhat conservative, although thoroughly professional attire, had almost immediately scuppered any eager desires he may have expected. But still it would be best to play along with the idea that she had maybe tried to influence his decision. What was there to loose, and maybe he could spin it in such a way to gain some insight and benefit.

“Please, Miss Tam, take a seat,” he gently guided her to the chair on the other side of his desk, and with a show of “gentlemanly manners” helped her seat herself, his hand absently giving her shoulder a reassuring squeeze. It had not been hard to gauge her surprise when she had noticed the strategically positioned file, and he though the reassuring gesture would perhaps put her at ease. Continuing to remain standing behind her, he left one hand on each of her shoulders, while he proceeded.

“I am conducting these interviews with all the best candidates, so please don’t think you have been signalled out.” Just a few words to let her know she would have to still work hard to get the internship, and that he had made no judgements so far. “But now unfortunately you will still have to go a fair way to impressing me,” he moved around to seat himself on his desk, his hand indicating to the file. “Perhaps some form of explanation regarding your choice of application pictures is in order, even if I am one not to judge.” A little door left open for her to dive right into if she wanted to use the situation to her advantage, and ultimately his benefit as well.

 

[BlueCollarGirl]

Well, the professor wasn't dismissing her outright, so Izzy took that as a positive sign. He was a bit older than she'd expected, but not so much that he seemed like he couldn't handle the trip. And he wasn't giving off complete creeper vibes, even though he'd clearly seen the photos that Daniel had gotten into her file.

"I do apologize for that, Professor. I can assure you that those pictures were not my idea. You see," she wore a put-on expression as she leaned forward, wrists crossed over her knee, "I had been engaged to one of the other applicants, Daniel Broussard, and...well, he's never taken it well."

Honestly, she hated being put in this position. She didn't want her to be about her ex or the other applicants or anything that didn't have to do with her. But she also wasn't about to let it sink her either.

"I understand they aren't 'professional' photos, but...well, I'm a woman of my day, and I'm sure you know it's pretty common to send a lover more risque photos than even those. I appreciate you understanding that and not just immediately discounting my application."

Izzy relaxed back into the chair. "Now that we have that out of the way, do you have any questions around my resume?"

 

[LordUsagi]

When she decided to lean forward and explain the photos, he instantly regretted having decided sit on the edge of his desk and not to have moved around to his chair, behind the safety of his concealing desk. When she had arrived he thought it would be a good idea, to be close at hand, give her the opportunity to perhaps reach out and touch him. But once she was that close and her leaning in, he knew that very little would conceal his arousal, perhaps he shouldn’t have been thinking about the night before, his member firmly gripped in his hand as he imagined it sliding between her prominent breasts.

Her question drew him out of his thoughts, “yes, we’ll obviously I can’t dismiss it that easily, but I do accept your explanation.” He decided to lean into the whole situation and see how much she wanted the internship.

“A jilted lover playing a cruel trick on you, not really your fault.” He wished that her fiancé had chosen to slip in some of the more risqué photos, as she phrased it, “But still it would be a very hard decision for me to totally ignore them.” Yes a little innuendo, let’s see how she reacted to that. “But due to the circumstances, I won’t hold it against you and disqualify your application,” he offered her a stern look, “but you will have to go a long way to impress me.”

He reached down and pulled the photos from the file, “perhaps it is best you take these,” he offered them to her, “so they are not on your record and should I chose you, no one will think it was because you unduly influenced me. It will just be our little secret,” he smiled, “and even Daniel couldn’t mention it, otherwise it would give his part in the affair away.”

He picked up her file and placed it on top of a small pile of similar such files, “speaking of Mr Broussard,” he indicated a much larger pile, “he will find himself amongst the other rejected applicants after that stunt.”

 

[BlueCollarGirl]

Isabel did her best not to sag in relief with the professor offered her the photos back. It showed a definite gesture of goodwill on his part, which she appreciated. She tucked them into her bag and turned back to Professor Higgins. "Well, now that we have that out of the way, just how far do I have to go to impress you?"

They had a long conversation, with questions that ranged from historical knowledge to practical skill, including parts of the interview in other languages. Nothing he tossed at her, though, threw Izzy for a loop. She was a polished in person as she had been on paper and by phone.

When the interview finished, she rose with a smile. Prof. Higgins offered her his hand, which she shook. "Thank you so much for the consideration. I look forward to hearing from you." She turned to go and then hesitated. She took the pictures back out of her bag and looked them over. One was a little rumpled, as if it had been handled more than the others.

She put the rest away but handed that one back to her interviewer. "Here." She offered that one back to him. "As a way to say thank you for alerting me of this little issue." And if letting you know you might get a glimpse of that while we're half a world away from civilization, well then even better. It's not something Izzy would've offered on her own, but if someone wanted to sabotage her career, might as well use their own ammunition against them.

"Bye, Professor!" As she stepped into the hallway, a little smirk creased her face. She couldn't wait for Daniel to find out he didn't get the job. Even if she got passed over, it might be worth it knowing he didn't, either.

 

[LordUsagi]

"Well, now that we have that out of the way, just how far do I have to go to impress you?"

He didn’t really want it that out of the way so quickly, he had been hoping she would have talked more about the more risqué photos she had now doubt sent to her then lover. Was she teasing him or making an offer.

“You would have to show a lot more…effort…than your application has already shown.”

He dropped that last hint before beginning the interview in earnest, during which he paid remarkable attention to her professional and competent answers.

“Thank you so much for the consideration. I look forward to hearing from you."

“You will Miss Tam, I have one more…promising candidate to interview, and then I will make my decision.

He suspected that the final applicant a Miss Jeffers was another victim of Mr Broussard’s ploy to discredit his competition. Her application was also stuffed with photos from various balls, social and charity events, this her attire excellently showing of her curvaceous figure. Although he did not think she was more qualified than the woman standing before him, he was hoping that she would be more forward and make for an interesting interview.

She put the rest away but handed that one back to her interviewer. "Here." She offered that one back to him. "As a way to say thank you for alerting me of this little issue."

He took the photograph she offered and gave her a quizzical smile in return, was she flirting or teasing. Surely she knew he would no doubt put it to good use. Was she already starting to work hard or reward him for making the right choices.

“I promise to put it to good use.”

For the first time since she had entered his office his mind went to its horny place. He gave the photo again, imagining her lying there, just as she was in the image, his cock ready to see how deep it would go down her throat. He could feel himself stiffen and reminded himself to be careful when he got home as not to ruin the photo further with his excitement.

"Bye, Professor!" As she stepped into the hallway, a little smirk creased her face.

He moved to the doorway to watch her walk away, again his mind wandered as he focused in on the sway of her backside as she disappeared down the hall. She was perfect, bright, beautiful and a little intriguing, it was a pity she was half his age and his student.

He was about to step back into his office when he saw his final appointment appear.

Now Miss Tam that is how you make an impression on your professor, he thought to himself as he saw the young lady approach. She was dressed in a short sporting dress and it was only then that he remembered her application had mentioned she was a tennis player. He would have to be careful though, he didn’t really intend on selecting Miss Jeffers, so he would have to be careful with his behaviour so as not to give her ammunition against him.

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By the early evening the professor had already been fantasising about his last two interviews. Either of the women would be perfect to be stranded on a remote location for a period of time. Miss Tam had an interesting beauty and intelligence, while Miss Jeffers definitely showed that she was responsible for the enticing photos in her folder. If Lizzy was not willing to put in the hard work to earn her internship then he as sure that the blonde tennis player would be.

Picking up the phone he decided to test the waters. He knew it was late and a Friday evening, but he was horny and eager to flirt. He had already taken a photo, in a similar pose to his favourite of Miss Tam, although despite the angle his, middle aged belly got in the way of showing his package properly.


Miss Tam. I know I had promised to get back to you with my decision today, but I just can’t seem to decide between yourself and another candidate. I am sorry it is late, it perhaps you can emphasise more of your qualities and help me decide.

He pressed send, eager to see if the delivered and read ticks popped up.