1. The Interview


    Date: 9/3/2015, Categories: Office Sex, Author: misbehavn, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

    "Oh my gosh, Brooke," my best friend, Veronica, exclaimed. "I'm growing frustrated here! It's not going to take long. I just have to ask the guy a few questions and bam! I'll have my article." I frowned. "I don't know, Veronica. I have finals this week and I really have to study." "Studying is for losers," Veronica cut me off. "You're so uptight about things and I really think hanging out with me for a while will really distract you from things." She finished putting on her makeup and turned to face me. "Are you coming or not?" I rolled my eyes. "Whatever, I guess I'll come along." Veronica was a journalist in the city's paper. She was confident, glamorous, and sexy in the eyes of any guy who's ever met her. Today, she was headed to an interview with the CEO of Seattle's best publishing house and she was insisted on me coming along. I was under dressed for a fancy interview with a sweatshirt and jeans shorts. "What about my outfit?" Veronica waved her hand. "Don't worry about it!" She tugged me out of our small apartment before I could change my mind. *** As soon as we arrived at Seattle's well-known publishing house, I knew that coming along with Veronica was a terrible idea. It seemed as if people were going to a fashion show, and not to work here. I felt out of place, especially when the other women stared at me and whispered amongst themselves. "Can I help you?" The receptionist at the front desk asked, typing things in her computer without looking up at us. "We're here ...
    for an interview with the CEO. We're from the newspaper," Veronica explained, holding her head up proudly as she lifted up her ID. "Name?" "Uh, Veronica Banks and Brooklynn Carlyle." Veronica winked at me when the lady handed us a visitor's pass and told us to go upstairs. "They spelled my name wrong," I muttered, looking down at my visitor's pass. "They wrote Brooklin instead of Brooklynn." Veronica let out a laugh. "Can't blame these people here. They're all called Mary or John." We sat down in a waiting room for a couple of seconds before another lady came over in her high heels and fancy outfit. "You can step into Mr.Baxter's office, ladies." Both of us kindly smiled and thanked the lady before pushing Mr.Baxter's office door open and stepping in. And boy, were we in for quite a surprise. "Uh, Mr.Baxter," Veronica spluttered. He was stark naked, sitting behind his office desk. Even from a couple of feet away, Mr.Baxter was immensely attractive with a sharp jawline and forest green eyes. He had broad shoulders and a broad chest, and somehow I was positive that he had abs as well. "Why are you naked?" I blurted out, earning a nudge from Veronica. Mr.Baxter chuckled, moving an elbow onto his desk and leaning over until his chin was resting on his knuckles. "Why are you clothed?" He teased, chuckling at my shocked face. Veronica's eyes glistened with something I couldn't quite decipher. She turned her back to Mr.Baxter and spoke in an almost flirtatious tone, "You didn't know ...
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