Eric sat fidgety in the metallic blue chair outside the daunting office door, with the name "Executive Mrs. Rose" in gold bold letters.
The secretary clicked away at the keys nearby at her oaky desk holding all sorts of files, spotting papers stacked on her desk. He wouldn't even be able to know where to start trying to comprehend the meaning of all the numbers and order's that flow almost endlessly amongst the papers.
He fiddled with his ironed khakis jeans, careful not to crinkle them too much but his nerves were on edge. Looking up at the ticking clock on the wall next to the secretary. He had only been sitting here for five minutes but it felt like hours had passed by.
"Calm down, I will be in and out before I know it. Everything will go smoothly." He told himself in whispers.
The secretary adjusts her glasses after looking at the nervous young man for the briefest of moments, returning back to her own work. Time ticks slowly by in the chilled office air, finally a click of the door knob and out swings the door, seeing a young woman in a black pencil skirt fitted tightly against her round bottom, a button up white blouse, and a black cardigan. She exited Mrs. Rose's office.
Turning around in her red heels, the young woman smiled with her ruby lips. "Thank you, I will wait eagerly for your call!" Giving a soft warm giggle, turning around and walking confidently out.
Eric watched the young woman's every step sway her hips, as if his palms were not sweaty enough. He now felt this vibrant young woman was perhaps here for the same internship he was here for, with the sounds of it. It went all too good for her. He slunk down into his seat feeling he had been defeated before he was even given a chance.
The door how-ever remained open, the secretary tilted her head slightly towards him. "Mrs. Rose will see you now young man."
Eric took a calming breath, releasing it quickly. He stood up, wiped his hands off on his khaki pants, straightened up his red tie that went nicely against his white buttoned up shirt and walked as confidently as he could into the office room, closing the door behind him.
Inside the large office space is a wall of windows along the back near the desk. The wall in her office decorated with fancy art, and motto's for work space mentality.
A large steel desk in the center of the room with a professional looking business woman smiling at him from behind the desk. She wears bright ruby red lipstick, complimenting her soft white skin. Obvious she uses plenty of moisturizer as her skin has a nice glow. Her brows thin and well plucked, enhancing her bright blue eyes.
Eric thought the young woman who left was a knock out, this woman was simply flawless. Stepping forward as best he could not to be too timid in her presence. She stood up and greeted him with a firm hand shake.
"Hello, nice to meet you. I am Mrs. Rose." Her voice was entrancing. Eric felt she could easily have swayed him to do what-ever she wanted with the voice alone.
"Hello, I am uh- Eric. Eric Clemble." He gritted his teeth at the fumble of words, practicing his introduction over and over in his head prior to stepping in and choking when it actually came to saying it.
Mrs. Rose simply just smiled clasping her hands in front of her, she wore a tight black button up shirt, a white and black stripped skirt, and thigh high black stockings from what he could see. His mind instantly wondered what color her panties were.
He internally yelled at himself. "focus, dumb ass! You need this job; this is the job that will have you set for life come on!"
The flustered young man took a seat in a soft black leather sofa chair. Having two identical next to each other, he opted in for the left one closest to the door. Mrs. Rose ran her hands under her ass and down her skirt as she sat. Even with button up black shirt, Eric could still see the perky hard nipples of this business woman's chest peeking out.
Clearing his throat, he gave an uncomfortable smile.
She lifted up a folder on the wooden table giving a raised thin brow. "So, Eric. Tell me what exactly you expect to learn from this company during your time here?"
Eric thought for a moment, his mind scrambled. Even though he had rehearsed this multiple times with his own mother he was left short of answers.
"Well, I umm... Let's see. I hope to earn a wide range of experience with everything I learn here. I even hope to dream that I can accomplish the tasks you put before me."
The brunette woman tucked her straight brown hair behind her left ear as she hid a smirk behind the folder she held up between them. Not wanting the poor kid to know she was laughing at him internally.
Taking a moment to regain her composure. "So, you hope to dream. That's a pretty big hope you have there." She teases.
Eric feels his cheeks heating up in embarrassment. "Yeah, heh... just really nervous."
The woman lowers the manila folder with his paper work. "Nervous? You shouldn't be nervous. This is a great company to work for and we would be lucky to have a young man like yourself."
She continued on, pointing at his folder. "You have remarkable grades, this company is one of the finest around and you seem to be a good fit."
"Really?" He asked, doubting her words.
She reassures him with a single stern nod of her head. "Of course. Now why don't you tell me why you are nervous?"
His eyes go a bit wide, he couldn't possibly tell her it was due to her beauty. That would make him seem pitiful. Brushing a hand through his dirty blonde short hair he quickly thought up something else.
"I just, really need this job. It's something I have wanted for a long time coming." Telling a half lie.
Her full red lips curled into a seductive smile. "Alright, well let's continue."
The rest of the interview went smoothly for Eric, he felt his answers were a bit lacking of what she was seeking for. But he gave his best. Mrs. Rose filled out his folder in response to his answers.
She had a bad habit of chewing on the end of her pen when she was in thought of what to put, quickly jotting down her notes before closing the folder and standing up extending out a hand.
"Alright, I think we got all we need. You will receive a call within two days letting you know if you got the job or not. But from what I have seen, looks good for you." She smiles brightly.
Eric shakes her hand back firmly. "Thank you! I appreciate this opportunity, Mrs. Rose. I hope I hear a call back from you!"
She nodded and politely motioned him to the door. "Of course, as long as the rest of this goes well. I hope to be returning that call."
Forgetting all about the young woman from before, he felt confident about this interview.
A day and a half passed and still no word. Eric was getting a bit antsy sitting in his room, constantly checking his cell phone for volume, messages, missed calls. Nothing. He gave a heavy sigh, moving from his bed to his computer desk he sat there pushing away his college books to the side and pulling out his key board.
Not to long into his unimportant searches on the web, his phone began to ring. Fumbling to pick it up he accidentally answered it while doing so.
"Shit!" he exclaimed accidentally.
