1. A Different Kind of Job


    Date: 7/24/2015, Categories: Anal, Hardcore, Mature, Author: sam_i_i, Rating: 69, Source: xHamster

    This story is a little long because it talks about events that happened over the course of 2 days. I promise it's a good read. A few summers ago I was applying to different to a job. . The interviews for the kind of job I am applying for involve an initial phone/webcam interview, then a committee interview with 4-7 of the decision makers. It sometimes happen that some of the decision makers will take out some of the candidates for dinner or an activity in order to see how they are like outside of the office. One of my the jobs I applied for was in LA. I was excited for the prospect of working in California and flew out there for my committee interview. The interview went well and I was sure that I was at least in the running for the job. Following the interview, I received an email from one of the committee members inviting me to a round of golf the next day. I, of course, said yes and told him that I was very excited. I was going to let him discover for himself how much I actually suck at golf. The next day, I showed up in what I thought was golf attire to meet the committee person, whom we will call Mr. Bob Wilson, a man in his early-to-mid 40's. Mr. Wilson was short skinny man, with glasses and sun-kissed skin. During the interview he had been quite, asking only 2 or 3 questions that he seemed to have wrote down before hand and was asking to every interviewer that walked through the door. For this reason, his email had surprised me. He didn't seem like the assertive ...
    person who would take initiative and invite interviewees to a round of golf, if anything, he looked like he was f***ed by someone or something to be present at the interview. Nonetheless, I went to meet him and to my surprise, I was the only interviewee present at the golf course. He said, that its just going to be us today. This delighted me because I was singled out which means that I might be a shoe in for the job. However, as we started to play, to my increased surprise, I noticed that Mr. Wilson was terrible at golf. He whiffed twice on his first drive and when he hit it, the ball went into the woods. After a couple more tries, Bob and I realized that we were both terrible at the sport and he suggested that we quit and go get lunch. It is a general advice that youNEVER SAY NO in a situation like that so I agreed. We got in his car and we drove around for a little and then he suggested that instead of going out, that we can have lunch at his house. He said that he would love for me to meet his wife and to see his house, and of course youNEVER SAY NO. On the ride to his house, Bob, as he asked me to call him, was quite. He said he lived outside of LA, in the hills. Having no knowledge of the area, I said &#034Awesome, Can't wait to see your house.&#034 After about 45 silent minutes spent in traffic and on windy roads we finally arrived. Bob lived in a mansion, it was painted white from the outside with brown roofs and carefully-maintained lawn and shrubbery. He parked the car ...
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