Charter 4 SARAH

I stepped out of the bathroom after washing myself for over thirty minutes. I was proud of the night I spent with the man last night, but now, I suddenly feel stupid about it.

I moved towards the huge antique designed mirror, admiring my body as I glared at it. I am a beautiful woman. Why will Steve feel the need to cheat on me? Maybe Diana seduced him.

That lying bitch! Ugh! I badly wanted to slap her last night if it wasn't for Steve who stopped me.

I was done dressing up and I picked up my mobile phone to continue my job hunting. I've submitted thousands of applications to many companies but none of them were ready to pick me, not even for an interview.

I would begin to feel depressed if it wasn't for Steve who encouraged me to stop for a while and I did. I never thought that he was using me.

I had to continue, I needed to job hunt. I needed the money and more resources to fight him in court and sustain myself.

I dropped my mobile phone after submitting three more applications. I went into the kitchen to prepare a meal to eat.

Heading out, after settling for cereal, I heard my phone ring and I rushed into the bedroom to get it. I was finally able to pick it up in the third ring.

"Hello" I greeted politely and it was returned to me by the caller. A calm female voice asked if I was Sarah Parker and I agreed. I had to get my surname changed soon. Since I am divorcing Steve.

"Yes I am," I replied.

"You have been called for an interview offer from Just-Technologies company. Please check your email for details and be early!" The woman stated.

Immediately the call ended, the joy I felt in my heart knew no bounds. This came at the right time, Just when I needed the job.

I immediately checked my email and I got it as expected. What the heck? I exclaimed, seeing the date and time scheduled for the interview. It was fucking today!

In the next one hour, I was expected to be at Just-Technologies for an interview.

Without wasting any time, I rushed to my wardrobe to pick out some corporate wear for the event while I prayed to get the job.

JUSTIN

It's strange that the woman I picked up from the bar last night didn't take any money from me. I thought she was a prostitute but I was wrong.

No normal slut will leave without getting their money. Or was I mistaken? I've only slept with slut and this was a strange one.

Last night when I spoke with her, she seemed like she had something bothering her. Goodness, I didn't care to ask! I should've asked her what was wrong but I didn't.

I was only concerned about getting pleased by her. Cherry, that was the name I gave her. I didn't even get to know her real name. Why do I want to know her name? She is just a slut, right? I should be able to meet her again when I get to the club tonight.

I stood up and headed to the bathroom, hearing my mobile phone ring made me return to the bed to get it.

"Hello" I forced myself to greet.

"Good morning boss, You are needed in the company. Today is the interview for getting your personal assistant!" Fabian, my bodyguard explained.

"Okay, I'll be downstairs " I said to him and ended the phone call.

I had to go get dressed. I will resolve the issue with the woman later.

Leaving my bedroom, I noticed the piece of clothing laying near the bed– on the ground and I picked it up.

It was her panties, a beautiful white laced pant. I couldn't hold myself back from sniffing. Reminds me of her.

As I headed out, I couldn't stop thinking if I would see her again. I had to see her again, I had to have her to myself. She was good…

We arrived at the company an hour later. I had to do some stuff before heading to my office where I would receive the candidates for the interview.

I waited for them to come in, while I had her panties in my hand under my desk. Fidgeting it with my fingers. It felt like I was touching her..