"Thank you so much sir! Keep the change!" 18 year old Mandy said, smiling and closing the cab door.
This was it! Her first job interview ever that wasn't a position for folding clothes or working a cash register. Mandy checked her watch and was thankful for the extra time she had. Any last minute touches and make up fixes could be done, and she'd have some time to calm her rattled nerves. Her heels clicked loudly on the pavement as she made her way to the doors of the gigantic building. She couldn't believe she might get to work here, she couldn't mess up this interview! She'd have to do whatever it takes!
Luckily there was a set of somewhat public restrooms inside on the main floor, she first had to ask permission and say that she was here for an interview. Her clean and polished look had no doubts that she wasn't being honest.
"Stay calm Mandy, you definitely have this, the boss is a friend of your dad's, surely that will help." She mumbled to herself as she fixed her lip gloss.
It was true, her dad had set up this interview for her and everything, the boss was a long time friend of his but she hadn't seen him face to face in over 5 years, she hoped he would still like her! Mandy pulled out a hairbrush from her purse and quickly gave her hair one more brushing, at this rate she'd be bald if she didn't leave her hair be! After checking her watch again she thought she might as well go on up to the department where she'd be interviewed. Her skirt was short but not slutty, and she had on a new white blouse with a belt to fit her nicely, she was confident that she looked the part of an full time office receptionist!
"Good morning, my name is Mandy, I'm here for my interview with Mr Clark." She said to the sour, old looking receptionist at the desk.
"He will be with you soon.Take a seat."
Mandy walked over to the chairs and sat down feeling annoyed. She was getting very bad vibes off that old crow at the desk, and hoped she wouldn't have to deal with her to often. She picked up a magazine and tried to read some of it, but her nerves just wouldn't allow it. She kept peeking at the clock above the secretary what felt like every second. She took a deep breath and decided she would just relax, and read until she calmed down.
Right before she could finish reading her fifth article, this one about how to get a beach body in two months, she heard a door open and a very handsome man stepped out. So handsome she couldn't help but gawk!
"Sharon, is Paul's daughter here yet? If she's not I'm going for a coffee run." He said, sounding mildly annoyed.
The receptionist pointed at her and Mr Clark turned, she quickly smiled and stood up.
"Good morning Mr Clark, my father speaks very highly about your company, I'd like to thank you for even considering me for an interview." She said looking up at the very tall man and smiling.
"Yes well, Mandy is it? Let's get the interview started shall we?" He replied in a tone border lining boredom already as he headed into his office.
Mandy followed, her smile fading as quickly as it had been put on. Suddenly she wasn't feeling to positive about this interview.
They walked in and Mr Clark sat down at his desk and pointed at the small chair across from it, silently signaling Mandy to take a seat.
"Alright Mandy, I'm going to be quite honest, I set this up because your father is a good friend of mine, but according to your resume, you might not be qualified for the position here, based on work experience." He said sighing and looking at her.
Mandy was trying to think fast inside her head. She had barely sat down and already the interview felt like it was nearly over... what could she do! Sweet talk perhaps?
"Well Mr Clark, I'm still even grateful enough that you agreed to meet me, I'm aware I'm a bit under qualified, but I promise if you give me a chance, I'll work my hardest, and do everything you say." Mandy said eagerly.
That's when she noticed Mr Clark was barely even listening to her speak, she followed his gaze and realized he was staring at her chest, she had forgotten to do up more buttons after wiping herself down with a cold cloth in the bathroom. She panicked, but realized, this might work to her advantage...
A sudden head peeking into the room jolted Mr Clark out of his trance, it was Shannon.
"Mr Clark, I'll be taking my break now. Did you want a latte? Anything?" Shannon asked.
Mr Clark just shook his head and she left, closing the door, leaving the two together alone once more.
"Well Mandy, I'm sure you could learn everything if you tried hard enough, but I just don't know if we have the time for extra training. We need someone to replace our other receptionist quite quickly." He said, leaning back in his chair and placing his arms behind his head.
Mandy glanced at the wedding ring on his hand and felt a fire start between her thin legs. A married man was one of her biggest turn ons, she just had to do something, oh yes indeed she did, this interview needed to be saved!