Tricia graduated with an essentially useless diploma with low G.P, so she had to find a way to get by professionally with her special skill which she had mastered in University. If there was any award for sex, she would have gotten many awards. And if there was any professional course like fuckology, she would have been the best graduating student with highest G.P. She would have joined prostitution but she needed a job. She love to work in an office. She eventually ended up getting a low-level secretarial job in Randy dad's company. Tricia was never a genius, but doing the work made her feel almost insulted. She wanted to get higher job. To put it bluntly, she used her many talents to grease a few poles, and coincidentally, she was promoted.She stayed as a secretary, but she worked for different managers. Slightly more important managers. And slowly, this process continued. Her hot ass kept climbing up the corporate ladder. Whenever she got bored with a work or saw an opportunity,

Randy had came to notice that his last interviews of the day normally ends up being the most interesting ones. They normally take their time to explain which is mostly interesting.They don't rush, never quick or nervous. Something always seemed to come up, and knowing who he was going to interview next, who was also the last, he was expecting more drama.Many of the female applicants were from within the company, some rising young talent who had come highly recommended by other people. He had some applicants from outside the company as well.The job was to basically to work alongside with him, to shadow him and help him out. He wasn't looking for a casual personal assistant. He was looking for something more than that. He needed someone in the boardroom with me, in the thick of it, learning, helping him out and contributing. He needed someone ready and willing to actively help out and go beyond the call of duty. Randy didn't need someone good, rather he needed someone outstanding.Ra

The room went silent. That was not what Randy was expecting from her. He didn't see that coming. He looked at her, thinking maybe, she was serious. She looked down at him with a twinkle in her eye. She trapped her lower lips with her teeth and as her large breasts hung down over the desk, intentionally showcasingher asset to Randy. "What is the meaning of this. Is this a joke, Tricia? I was despirately waiting to hear reasonable things from you, not knowing you are not mentally okay. Don't abuse the chance I gave to you." Randy said. " But are you really serious with this?""I'm very serious, Randy. You know I'm saying the truth." Tricia replied, standing up straight, and walking back towards the projection as her ass swing from one side to the other."Tricia... this is inappropriate and you know it. I don't have to preach to you before you know." Randy began. "If this is some sort of play, I can understand, but if this is serious... you're not going to get this job. You will be disq

"Gosh," Randy said, sweating a little. She could not believe that a girl like her was working in his father's company. "Trust me, Randy. You are not the type of guy I'm normally into. I mean, no offense, but to a girl like me, you're kinda boring and annoying. Guys that look as handsome as you normally have the type of fun that women like me need but you are different. Or should I say you are acting different. So, I started thinking... maybe there's more in you that you are not showcasing. I was beginning to think that you are hiding your true character, your true self. The real person that you are. Maybe deep down, beyond that dull, boring façade, this whole good acting guy, everybody's Friend's act, maybe there's a dirty fucking stud just bursting to be out to be exactly the kind of guy I want to show favour," Tricia said. At this point, Randy simply closed his eyes and rubbed my palm on my forehead."Tricia..."."I know I'm talking completely off-base, but think about it. I mean,

At this point, Randy could not control it anymore. He had taken enough from her. It was obvious she came to seduce him and make him divorce his wife. She didn't come for professional interview. He stood up, straightened his suit coat, and glanced out the window, taking in the later afternoon sun shining over the various buildings before looking at her."Well, first of all, you're fired!." Randy began, but she wasn't even bordered. She was smiling as if Randy was joking. "I can lay out the various reasons why your service is no longer needed in this company. Your first offence is Sexual harassment, followed by Inappropriate behavior in the workplace, and talking down on my wife." Randy continued."The way you conducted yourself today was enough to talk your way out of a pretty good job if you have came up with reasonable things, but I think we both know you were probably underqualified for this job anyway." Randy stated, causing her to sigh in mock offense. She was just looking at Rand