I returned to my office to meet with some of the potential help. It was located on the top floor of the large building complex we fully owned, which reflected the fundamental concepts of our firm—it was modern, innovative, and expensive. All partners’ offices were made of floor-to-ceiling windows, providing us a great view of the nearby park, and had a lounge and a full bathroom. They were equipped with the high quality furniture and hardware. My office was separated from the rest of the floor by a glass wall, so I could see what my employees were up to anytime. I liked the control.

I sat at my desk, skimming briefly through the applications before I started the interviews. There were several candidates, so I prepared myself mentally for the long afternoon. That meant coffee with a splash of scotch.

I notified my secretary to let the first person in. After a few moments, she entered with one short, chubby guy in his thirties. He was wearing a brown tweed suit and a pair of very thick eyeglasses.

I stood up and shook hands with him, dismissing my secretary. “Good afternoon,” I said, raising my eyebrow when he gave me a limp handshake. A weak handshake always left a bad impression on me. It indicated a lack of confidence or enthusiasm, both of which were bad for the business.

“Good afternoon,” he responded.

“Please, take a seat.” I motioned toward the seat across from me and waited for him to sit down before I did the same. I skimmed through his application again. “So, Mr. Jenner, can you tell me more about yourself?”

He began elaborating about his education and experience, mentioning so many things at once that I got lost after his third sentence. I nodded several times, pretending I was paying attention, but the way this man spoke bored me to death. His voice was monotone, and he talked about the most irrelevant things. I was on the verge of yawning.

“Okay,” I interrupted him, not willing to listen about the “excellent recommendations” he’d received from several firms he’d been working for so far. “I noticed that this would be your first time working in the construction field. What made you decide change your field?”

“Well, I thought it was the right time for a change.” He didn’t elaborate any further telling me more than he realized. He probably got fired. Great, just what I needed. I asked him one more question, but his answer was also meek. Overall, he didn’t seem eager to me, so I decided to end this interview early. He wasn’t the right person for us.

“Alright, Mr. Jenner. Thank you for your time. We’ll notify you about the status of the position as soon as possible.”

He got up and scurried out of my office. I shook my head. These days there were so many people like him—incompetent and uncertain of what they wanted in life. How could they jump into something they didn’t know anything about just because?

I told my secretary to bring the next candidate in. The glass door opened, and I raised my eyes from the papers in front of me. My secretary entered the office, followed by a hot petite blonde. I froze, forgetting for a moment that she was my next interviewee. I was totally surprised to see such an attractive woman in my office. Most of the associates were young men, recent college grads looking to do office work to get a start in a big firm like ours. I didn’t even realize the name on the top of the resume was a woman.

Fuck. My eyes immediately slid over her thin body, stopping for a moment on her slightly bigger breasts that stretched the thin material of her white collared shirt. She was wearing a black pencil skirt that revealed her perfectly shaped legs in black high heels. My hands itched to touch those legs, curious to know if her skin was as smooth as it looked.

My gaze stopped on her brown eyes that were now eating me alive, confirming that the attraction was mutual. She became a bit flushed, which is exactly what I would have expected.

Pull yourself together, Grant.

I smirked, regaining my composure. “Good afternoon, Ms. Layne.”

I watched her walk confidently, captivated by the sight of her slender hips swaying. She offered her hand for a handshake, which I gladly accepted, more than eager to touch her. Her small, warm hand fit perfectly in mine, her fingers grasping my hand tightly, and I wanted to know what it would feel like to have those fingers around my dick.

Focus, Lawson. Focus.

“Good afternoon. I am Madison Layne, but you already know that.” Damn, even her voice sounded cute. It was feminine, and I tried to imagine what it could sound like when she had an orgasm. Was it high-pitched? Was it raspy?

Fuck, my cock swelled just thinking about it. “Grant Lawson. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” It was a pleasure indeed.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you too.”

Oh, hopefully we could have much more pleasure.

Fuck. Where did that thought come from?

I lowered myself back into my seat, trying to cover my growing boner.

“You may take a seat.”

“Thank you.”

I didn’t take my eyes off her as she sat down and clasped her hands together on her lap. I noticed the dark red nail polish on her perfectly manicured nails, and my cock throbbed in approval.

Now that she was closer to me, I could clearly see the dark specks in her brown eyes, making them even more seductive and alluring. Her plump lips were simply made for pleasuring men, and I almost groaned imagining them around my cock.

“Thank you for coming here today. Now, can you tell me more about yourself?”

“Once again, my name is Madison Layne. I graduated from NYU and...”

She started talking about her experience and education, just like the previous applicant, but this time my thoughts went into a completely different direction.

Fuck, she was hot. I glanced at her plump breasts, almost groaning at the sight. She was so sexy, with her breasts spilling out of her white collared shirt. She hadn’t buttoned it fully, and I was sure it was on purpose. No, I knew it. They were inviting me to touch them, lick them, and cum all over them.

She stopped talking, and I realized it was time for another question. My face was still neutral, right? If she only knew I was having some fucking dirty thoughts about her...

“That sounds impressive. Now, what made you decide to come to our company?”

She licked her lips, and my eyes zeroed in on them. She also did that on purpose. I was sure of that.

“Well, I heard so much about your LQT. You started several years ago, but you grew quickly and...”

Yes, my dick grew quickly next to her. I could get lost in her voice so easily.

How would she react if I were to push her against my desk and go down on her? Fuck, I wanted to screw her all over my desk while she moaned my name in ecstasy. I wanted to eat her alive as she soaked my whole face...

Calm yourself, Grant.

She stopped talking and waited for my next question.

“What are your biggest virtues?” Beside those amazing tits.

“I’m a hard worker. I’m driven and want to make a career for myself. I never give up, I believe in myself, and I always give my best to contribute to the company I work for.”

I would like to spank her ass while I fucked her from behind. I would pull that long blonde hair and keep her fixed in place as I rip her pussy apart.

I coughed to stifle a moan. “That is great. And what would be your flaws?”

“I get my best ideas in the shower.” What? Her eyes widened as if she realized just now what she’d said. She gasped and covered her mouth with her hands, blushing immediately. “Oh. I am so sorry, Mr. Lawson. That wasn’t an appropriate thing to say. I am so sorry.”

I laughed, unable to contain myself. She was definitely something else. Did she know what she did to me? Now I couldn’t help but imagine her in the shower—her small, soft body covered with the droplets of hot water as she touched herself intimately. Dammit, I wanted to touch her and feel that perfect fair skin on my own. I needed her.

“There is no problem, Ms. Layne.” The only problem here right now was my constant erection.

“I wanted to say that I need to work more on my creativity, you know. It would be perfect if I could brainstorm good ideas all the time,” she added, trying to explain herself further.

Oh, I knew what kind of activity could help you with your creativity problem, Ms. Layne.

“I understood your point, Ms. Layne, don’t worry. I have another question. Where do you see yourself in five years?”

“I am completely interested in a long-term career.”

She began speaking about her high ambitions and hopes. Her eyes were always trained on me, which was something I appreciated because it told me a lot about the person. People who weren’t able to look me directly in the eyes weren’t worth my time.

Madison sounded determined and proactive, and now I was sure she deserved a place in our company. She looked competent and highly motivated. She would be a perfect person to help us, and with her sexy appearance and charming attitude, she was a great addition.

Besides, she was my type. I loved blondes, and I really wanted to see what Madison had to offer. To the company, and to me.

“Well, Ms. Layne, thank you for your time and your thorough answers. As you may be aware we have a project starting today and we need the help here at the office to replace some people we’ve moved to the field. Since the project has already begun, it’s safe to say you’re hired.”

Her perfect lips parted as she stared at me in astonishment. She looked like she didn’t expect to land this job just like that. Then, the next moment, she licked her lips again. She was provoking me once more. She had to know I was completely turned on by now, and now she was trying to seduce me more.

“Really? You’re giving me the job? For real?” Her eyes reflected surprise I’d found in her voice and attitude.

“For real. To tell you the truth, I am satisfied with your answers and you left a good impression on me. You have all the qualities we need in an employee.” She had even more than that, but of course, I couldn’t voice my dirty thoughts to her. If she knew I wanted to fuck her brains out, she would run as far as she could.

“I’m sure you’ll prove to be a great asset, so you just keep your enthusiasm and strong will and you will achieve much more with us.”

Her lips widened into a beautiful smile, revealing her pearly white teeth, and for a moment her beauty took my breath away. Really, Lawson? You’ve had armies of hot chicks, but she cracked one smile like that, and you were done for?

Who was I lying to? I was done for since the moment she stepped into my office.

“Thank you so much. This means a lot to me, sir. I will prove myself to you, I can assure you that.”

“That’s the spirit. You’re to come to work tomorrow. I expect you here at 9am.”

She broke into a wider smile, and I wished I could relieve myself somehow from this pulsating erection. I had to get a grip, because if I let my control snap completely, I would push her against my desk immediately and bury myself deep into her.

I didn’t even touch her and I was already this mess. I definitely couldn’t wait to see her again.

“That’s amazing. Once again, thank you.”

“Of course, now let’s discuss the position in more detail.” I explained to Madison what was expected of her, going into details of her responsibilities, our company’s responsibilities and rules, and the working schedule. I told her about our building project for a local health network and what we expected to achieve with it.

I was pleasantly surprised when she took her small notebook and began writing down the important points. This showed her enthusiasm and professionalism, and it proved that my decision to hire her was right.

“My secretary will show you around our company and introduce you to the important staff members you’ll be working with.”

“Understood, sir.”

We both stood and I gave her a once over again, waiting for her to turn around so I could see what her ass was like.

“Welcome aboard.” We shook hands again, and this time I held her hand longer, enjoying the feeling of her beautiful skin on mine immensely. She blushed slightly, and I sensed her shudder. I gave her my most charming smile—the one I used when I was seducing women—completely glad I influenced her this way.

I finally let go of her hand, already missing it. “And one more thing. You can call me Grant.”

“Grant,” she breathed out. Fuck. I loved the sound of my name on my lips. I wanted her to scream it while I made her come all over my cock.

“I’m looking forward to tomorrow,” she interrupted the flow of another dirty thought and turned around, providing me a clear view of her perfect, round ass.

Me too, baby. You have no idea how much.