Internship - career first step! (Rosina x MaRTy)

[MaRTy]

It was 2 pm and work day in the head office of SynLab company was about to get to its peak. Everyone was in a hurry, everyone had a job to do, and it all resembled a hum like in a beehive. No wonder, SynLab was a large pharmaceutical company that accounted for almost a quarter of the market and had sales of billions a year. Its headquarters with head office, which was located directly in the most prestigious business district of the city, employed several dozen of the most important employees, who were key to the operation and success of the company. Everything worked like a well-oiled machine and every mistake could mean a number of complications and high losses.

In this environment, of course, it was extremely difficult to succeed, and only the best succeeded. However, it was not always only the merit of themselves, but also hundreds of other auxiliary professions and employees in related operations and branches. Even at the head office itself, several purely administrative employees worked, whose main task was to ensure that the well-lubricated machine worked as it should and nowhere and never got stuck. What ever it takes. Although their work may not have been the most visible and essential, they were key to the company success and the opportunity to work in such a place was something that many people desired and considered their career peak.

The same was, of course, true about the students who applied for the few internships that the company opened each year. Only the best, with the best study results and with the best prerequisites had a chance to get here. Not only from a professional point of view, but above all the willingness to do the maximum for success was the key. And often it was not a job that required a lot of knowledge, but just the opportunity to be part of a team was the reason why even the best student of the year was willing to do work that did not require college at all. At least for some time to show that he or she is willing to do what is necessary for the success of the whole and cares about being part of the team. The reward was then a far more important and better paid place significantly higher on the corporate ladder, if he or she succeeded.

However, not everyone was able to meet the high requirements, so from time to time one of the students could not cope with the onslaught and it was necessary to say goodbye to him or her and replace him or her with someone more capable. Just today, Marcus Swenson, head of the HR department, was to meet with a candidate for a new intern, which was to replace a previous unsuccessful candidate who could not withstand the pressure and demands of the environment after three weeks and ended her internship.

The newcomer had the best references and was the best of the year in one of the most prestigious schools in the country. Marcus was yet briefly going through her CV, cover letter, and looked at her picture with delight. Every minute she was supposed to come to his office for an introductory interview, which was a necessary condition for starting work for the company. Marcus looked nervously at his watch, the time was right now, and accuracy was considered one of the basic necessary virtues a company had for every employee to have.

 

[Rosina]

Heavy boots cracked noisily on the pristine SynLab office floors. A nineteen year old female who is a little on the tall side, about 5'6" not counting her shoes, rushed nervously down the hallway to her first ever interview. She had long brilliant red hair that was slightly curled and flowed down all the way to her plump ass catching the breeze easily and dancing behind her as she moved. This was perhaps her most distinguished feature and had earned her the nickname Red among her family, friends, and likely her soon to be co-workers if she managed to nail her interview. She had fair white skin that contrasted with her bright hair and bold blue eyes, which seemed to give her a commanding presence even among men and provided her with an unquestionable beauty. Light freckling on her nose and upper cheeks distinguished itself from her otherwise blemish free visage and resulted in her looking even younger than she was. Her build resembled an hourglass with mature breasts and thick hips on either side of her relatively thin waist.

She was wearing the type of flamboyant outfit you could only expect from a budding teenage girl, a mix between cheerleader and businesswoman, certainly the type that would stand out in the sea of blacks and greys that was likely to make up standard corporate attire: A tight, short, red pencil skirt that showed off her luscious thighs and the imprint of her voluptuous ass; a matching blazer that she wore over a simple white button up shirt that seemed to strain against her bodacious breasts; A pair of black, high heel boots that climbed far up her calves and accentuated her long legs, bringing her to eye level with most men; and panties that were a cute pink and grasped tightly onto her pussy showing a noticeable cameltoe whenever someone managed a glance beneath her skirt. Although these panties were tight and uncomfortable on her now they were her favorite pair from when she was younger so she wore them for good luck on her first day at work.

"Can't be late!" Scarlett whispered out of her sweet lips as she rushed forward through the hall in search of Marcus' office, her long blazing hair and tits bounding in unison with each stride followed by the crack of her heels against the floor. When she finally made it to Marcus' door her body started screaming at her just to turn around and leave, surely that would be much less frightening than going in. She wanted dearly to take the time to giver herself a pep-talk but she was nearly late as is so she settled for breathing in a deep breath through her cute nose and out her parted lips before reaching forward and gently rapping her dainty knuckles against the door. 'No turning back now...' She thought to herself nervously, forcing a bright smile onto her countenance.

 

[MaRTy]

Peter, chief accountant was just passing by the corridor hurrying to get on time to quick meeting called few minutes earlier by CFO. He was immersed in his own thoughts wondering what could be that important and urgent so they have to be called in such short time without the chance to prepare properly. When he was passing by the HR manager office, he could not but mention hot young redhead standing in front of it, obviously getting ready to step in. He tried not to stare, but can't help not to wonder, who could it be. Maybe some new reinforcement of the team...? Such assistant would certainly be the benefit for demanding business meetings, he thought before he disappeared behind the corner, keeping the image of her nice ass in mind for few more moments.

Marcus raised his head from the papers in front of him, when he heard the knocking on the door. "Come in" he said leaning back on his comfortable leather chair. When the door opened, he saw young woman standing behind them. He looked at her checking her from the head to toes. He was positively surprised with what he saw, but he was used to keep poker face usually and hiding his emotionsas a part of his job. Although his job title might indicate, that he was supposed to be friendly and communicative, he was taking care to keep his emotions hidden and control of his face expression was important part of this attitude.

When the woman entered the door and stepped forward, he cleared his throat significantly. "The door... close the door behind you, please." He said earlier than she could even do anything. And next question followed also without any space for her to reaction. "And you are... who?" He asked with sigh just like she was bothering him with her presence.

 

[Rosina]

Scarlett cautiously did as she was told, reaching forward and taking the doorknob into her delicate hand before swinging the door open and revealing herself to the man inside for the first time, her gorgeous blue gaze falling on him as she began to step inside. The lack of a smile, or really any emotion on Marcus' face, only served to intensify her nervousness as it took every ounce of her will to keep herself from freaking out--after all a girl as beautiful as her tended to illicit joy and admiration from all those around her just by existing. 'On no, am I late? I must be! He doesn't look happy to see me at all. I'm so done. I've already screwed it up, I should've just turned around and went back home. I'm not cut out for this!' She thought to herself in a panicked haze of emotions, far too caught up with herself to notice as his eyes scanned a little too thoroughly up and down her voluptuously form. The poor girl was nearly beaten with her first few steps into the interview.

"Oh, sorry!" She squeaked out timidly, obediently closing the door behind her the moment her plump ass was far enough in the room that she could, before taking a moment to compose herself for his question.
"I-I'm Scarlett, Scarlett Cooler. I'm here for an interview for the internship; this is the right place right?" She'd part her sweet lips to let out in response. Despite his sigh and question likely being meant to push her off frame, she was so far out of her comfort zone that if anything it helped her calm down a bit. 'If he didn't know who I was he must have forgotten about the interview! Maybe he won't notice that I was late, if I even was...' She thought to herself hopefully.

 

[MaRTy]

Marcus was watching thoroughly, what effect have had his strategy on Scarlett. He certainly knew exactly who is she and he also knew very well, that she was exactly on time, which was to her credit and made good impression on him. But he also knew with all his HR job experiences, that only under adequate pressure, you can truly find out, what is really hidden in the person you are dealing with. He could not but notice, that despite her effort to keep calm and look positive and confident, she was nervous and at least little bit taken out of concept and pose she was prepared to present.

On the other hand, it seemed to him, that there is certainly something special in her blue eyes, and combination of her sharp gaze with red hair, decent freckling on her nose and upper cheeks and perfectly shaped figure, made him think of various ideas. None of them were anywhere near her intellectual skills and abilities and sudden pressure in his pants was only comfirming it. He was ready to take adventage of the dominance he set on with his first reaction to her presence. He looked at her again with inquiring expression and straightened on his chair shortly before he stood up without a word, using the sudden silence to increase the tension even more. "Maybe you are not the right person for the job, when you have to ask me such question...?" He said while walking around his desk, approaching her.

He was already in his late thirties, but in contrast with most of his peers, he was not only successful in the career, but also very consistent and diligent in taking care of his physical appearance. It was not that hard for him, since he loved moving and various sport activities. He spent lot of hours jogging, riding bike, swimming and also lifting weights in his favourite fitness center. In combination with his height slightly above six feet, short haircut of his black hair and distinctive facial features, he could easily make an impression of dominance even without any other action. And when he was standing in front of subtle young woman of almost half of his age, he was pretty sure, he can play his game easily.

He also knew very well, that the pressure have to be just right and it needs to be combined with showing open arms, to achieve desired effect. When he got close enough to Scarlett, he looked at her thoroughly once again and then put on different mask based on his professional but still warm and friendly smile. "I am Marcus Swenson, head of HR here in SynLab." He said. "Nice to meet you Scarlett." He continued when he offered her his hand to shake. When she put her hand in his, he pressed it firmly and held the grip few milliseconds longer than was necessary. Not too long to cause any discomfort, but noticeably to make her sure, in combination with the look straight into her eyes, who is in charge here.

"I was expecting you and I am glad you are here just on time." He continued when released her hand and motioned her to the simple chair standing right opposite his behind the desk. "Please take a seat and tell me briefly something about you." He said when returning to his own chair on the other side of the desk. "And please, focus on the information I could not already read in your CV, but might be important." He clarified and at the same time left no doubts that he knows perfectly who she is and what is in her application. "I would be especially interested in your explanation, why do you think, that you are the person, we should pick amongst the others to do the job here..." He paused glancing at her. "... if you think you are." He added with smirk. "And also if you think you are competent and equipped enough to work here at all." He finished sitting down on his comfortable chair, leaning back giving her curious and inquiring look.

 

[Rosina]

The girl standing before him, nearly breaking under the pressure and nervousness of just stepping into his office, was certainly a lot more intelligent than would be expected of someone as drop-dead gorgeous as she was: she would have to have been to even be considered for this position at such a prestigious corporation as SynLab; yet, if it were possible to beguile her test results and GPA this would be one of the few girls sexy enough to make it so. A girl like her had almost certainly received invitations to get banged out at yacht parties by billionaires the moment she came of age, if not sooner, but instead of being passed around by the upper rungs of society--likely to great monetary reward--here she stood presenting herself, academic merits first. Despite her notable anxiety any degree of thought into her circumstance would conclude that the girl standing before Marcus, was strong of mind, certainly of body, and of character, so if he wanted to realize his lewd fantasies, and release the pressure growing in his crotch, he would, no doubt, have to do so tactfully.

Scarlett's bold blue eyes temporarily shot wide when the man called her out so blatantly, her sweet lips gaping slightly in a fleeting display of shock, before she bit down on her lower lip seductively in a display that could either be her purposely trying to arouse him, or just an attempt for her to curb her facial reactions, though which of those options was true has yet to be seen. It took a concerted effort on her part not to turn and flee as he strode up to her so casually. This being her first interview, and a particularly rough first experience in an environment as corporate as this, she was woefully unprepared for the power games that were played with every interaction among the workforce.

The poor girl was so timid that she barely got a good look at the man before her even as he approached, her eyes darting around his form frantically like a deer in the headlights, though nothing she saw helped her feel any more at ease under the pressure he exerted. By the time he stopped in front of her and looked her over one last time, his gaze delving into every generous curve of her voluptuously form, showed off perfectly by her skimpy imitation of business-wear, it seemed as if she was about to start trembling. That is until Marcus' demeanor suddenly shifted so dramatically to that practiced, warm professionalism, Scarlett melting so clearly before him as her body visibly relaxed and she stuttered out,
"I-I-I'm Scarlett, It's a pleasure to meet you Mr. Swenson...!" In a sweet voice only made sweeter by her hesitance. She'd then place her smooth, warm hand in his, her skin so soft it was as if she had never worked a day in her life, her grip almost pathetic when compared to his. Perhaps the only place where she could match any degree of the control that Marcus exhibited was in that moment of intense eye contact. Her eyes, there was something so special about them, they were so large and alluring that it'd be difficult, even for a man as experienced as he, not to get lost in their grace.

Scarlett let out such a sigh of relief upon hearing that she made it on time that it was nearly audible to the man. She'd obediently and swiftly plop down her plump ass on the chair he dictated, crossing her long, slender legs over each other to protect her modesty as her luscious thighs obscured the bounty hidden so tantalizingly beneath her pencil miniskirt. The girl nodded dutifully as Marcus spoke, and finally gained some semblance of confidence as he let out the words 'if you think you are.' Clearly she accepted the challenge.
"Aside from the publishments and strengths listed in my Curriculum Vitae there are many reasons why I believe myself to be the person best suited amongst my peers for this position: firstly, and likely something you've already noticed, is my age, not only have I accomplished all the prerequisites to sit here in front of you, in excellent form, but I have done so by the age of just nineteen; while my lack of any prior job experience might seem unfavorable I'd argue that the fact that working here would by my first is proof that I am determined and unwilling to settle for less than perfection; in addition I pride myself on my ability to adapt to even the harshest circumstances and I'm certain that I would find my place here as a valued employee no matter that place; and most importantly, I am genuinely inspirited by the work done here at SynLab and believe that said work benefits the community and the world at large. It is only by thorough experimentation that we can grasp the future of humanity in hand."

After she finished her appeal she'd wear a warm smile on her pristine countenance and gaze boldly into Marcus' eyes. She clearly carried an undeniable charisma, even in as unrefined a state as the young girl was.

 

[MaRTy]

When Marcus switched from bad guy stylization to friendly approach, the relief was almost visible on Scarlett's movements and expression. It was like each and every muscle on her cute young body relaxed at the same moment and loosen up. She certainly did not do that intentionally and deliberately, but Marcus was too good observer to not notice, even when it were only few details, indicating the change to him. He smiled inwardly, since his strategy seemed to work perfectly so far. And he could continue with next steps he had already have planned in advance. Not that it would be something special. He has only few general scenarios for interviews, which he usually used. And it only depended on applicant, what was the course of interview at the end and final result. Certainly - there were significant difference between scenario for woman and man in general, not to mention for woman of Scarlett's look and age. And when she returned his look into her eyes with apparent inner strength and confidence, he thought that it would be even more interesting than usual.

As Scarlett positioned herself on the chair, Marcus noted her posture and crossed legs and realized, what might be her first and most important weak spot, which was very important for other development of interview and effective way to test her real abilities. He was not mistaken when he supposed that she could not leave without reaction his note about confidence to be the person for the job. During her speech, he was listening carefully and nodded few times as the sign of his full attention. It seemed that the talk helped her to get it back on the rail for her and her fearless and bold look at the end, was affirming it. He returned it and not flinched aside.

"Very well said." He began. "It would be perfect for at least management position. There was sound of confidence determination and vision." He paused as if he was thinking how to pick his next words giving her space to enjoy the praise. "But..." He continued beginning to rub his chin with fingers. "...we are looking for the intern, not the manager or CEO. So far." He explained. "And for such position, we need people not only with perfect knowledge, evaluation and preparation, having clear idea what do they expect and where do they target. But even more we need people, who are willing to work, to prove themselves with actions, not only words, to follow instructions when necessary and ready not to disappoint their boss at any moment. Make solid support for the boss and team in demanding moments. Without unnecessary discussions. People truthfully loyal." He made another pause.

"You said you are able to aim for perfection and adapt to even the harshest circumstances. But is that true? Are you ready to prove? Are you able to do the work corresponding your position, although you are certainly seeing yourself somewhere much higher in the future? Are you ready and able to follow the standards, codes and rules we have here to help us to achieve the best results?" He paused not giving her space for reply. "Let's have a look at it." He continued. "For example your appearance." He said standing back up circumventing his desk again. "As you might notice when coming here if you met someone in the corridors, we care a lot about appearance and professional look. That does not only make us look perfect for our clients, but also feel smart, confident and valuable for the team and our work environment here in SynLab head office." He stood in front of Scarlett again, leaving his hands along his torso with smile. "As you can see, I am dressed perfectly professional in accordance with what I just said." He said presenting her his apparently expensive and perfect dark blue suit, a white shirt with fancy collar emphasizing the neck line, a tie and a pair of gleaming dress shoes. He unbuttoned the jacket, revealing classy leather belt and precisely adjusted and fitting suit pants. "You also may noticed that I took care about all the details." He said pointing at his stylish tie clip of matching colour or printed silk pocket square. "I am expressing my professional attitude and position, affiliation to SynLab team."

Then he looked back at Scarlett and said. "Do you think your attire works the same way? Would it meet the expectations, standards or offering even something more?" He asked even when he was fully aware that she could not know all the rules and standards of the company yet. "And are you ready to remedy possible discrepancy to fit in and conform just right?" He finished leaning on the edge of his desk half sitting on it.

 

[Rosina]

That warm smile she wore intensified to a beaming one as the words 'perfect for at least management' danced into her ears: her entire face lighting up with such an abundant joy that it could soften even the most jaded personalities. 'Did he say management. This interview is just for an internship, does he really think I could be a manger!?' she enthused to herself. Her mind was flooded with fantasies of swift and prestigious career advancement up the corporate ladder of SynLab, that is until the 'but' forced her crashing back into reality. Her full attention fell on him, even more than it had been, a subtle desperation in her stare that would only be apparent to someone as experienced as he, while she clung to his every word. Scarlett was tempted to cut Marcus off with an impassioned affirmation that she was the one they were looking for, the willing, dedicated, obedient, and loyal employee that they were seeking, but she had just enough willpower to stop herself and instead bit down seductively on her sweet lower lip once more. This time he could be sure that she wasn't trying to seduce him, just holding back the wildfire of emotions he was stoking so meticulously.

Scarlett nodded devotedly as Marcus spoke, responding in kind to each of his rhetorical questions and listening single-mindedly to his words. When he stood, she gazed up at him with those gorgeous eyes, now looming over her as she sat before him. If the girl hadn't noticed his apparel before, he ensured that she did now, her eyes following his every guidance around his form, taking in all the details of his clothing and as much of the body beneath as was necessary. The girl couldn't help it as a cute pink blush grew on her milky-white countenance as a result of having an attractive, older, potential superior, lightly stripping a mere foot in front of her. Scarlett's eyes now nearly at crotch level with the man, she bit down even deeper on her lower lip. It'd be clear by now, to a man as keen as Marcus, that biting her lip was her go-to coping method for keeping herself in check, and any time he saw it would be a good sign that he was successfully evoking an emotional response.

Her gaze drifted back up to his as the conversation segued into her own personal apparel. By this point Scarlett was pushed far too deep into submission by his show to speak up, it wasn't until he casually leaned away from her that she managed to do anything but nod dumbly and listen. She'd take a deep, calming breath in through her adorable nose and out her parting lips before offering up a mellifluous,
"I'm ready~" Of course Scarlett's outfit was striking in its own way, and was very becoming on her voluptuous form. She had taken care to every detail, as most women tend to, and on a palate as beautiful as her it'd be hard for her not to draw eyes regardless of what she wore; however, how her outfit fit into the standards of SynLab, she could only hope. An ignorant attempt to look businesslike at best.

Scarlett couldn't manage to stand before him of her own accord, but if he beckoned her up she'd follow suit like duitifully.

 

[MaRTy]

While talking, Marcus was still on his professional routine and he kept watching carefully Scarlett's reactions as feedback to his speech. Even when she did not say a word, her mimicry made her soul almost shout out what is happening inside. The flow of emotions was almost visible, although she kept sitting and said no word. He could notice it in her big eyes, in the rhythm of her breath and most importantly in her lower lip biting, which seemed to be the dam against spilling all her emotions out, but at the same time, it looked extremely hot, even when he was almost sure she did not intent to make it look that way.

When he got to the end of his speech and Scarlett finally gathered all her control and allowed herself to exhale with the words expressing her readiness, he was pretty sure, that he has her right at the position, where he wanted to. He smiled warmly at her again. "Great! Let's have a look at it then." He replied while motioning her with his hand, indicating, she should stand back up in front of him, so he could see her in full view.

When she followed as he wordlessly instructed her, he was examining her thoroughly once again, almost feeling up every inch of her body with his eyes. "General feeling... I would say compelling." He said first. "Decent and not too excessive make-up accentuating your face features, making it look almost perfect. Professionally looking skirt, lets skip its length for now, and blazer. We might discuss the colour or its shade in combination with your eyes and hair colour, but it still is OK. Boots might be little bit more significant than necessary, but yet may work." He suddenly stepped forward, raising his hands reaching to her blazer with both of them, opening it slightly to have better view of her white button up shirt. "Shirt also looks appropriate..." He continued, but then he paused with his comments nodding, when his eyes met the area of her bosom imprisoned in the fabric of the shirt.

He looked back up restoring eye contact. "But there is important detail, which is certainly unacceptable and in conflict with our dress code." He said enjoying her confusion. "It is very unbecoming for anyone, not only women working here, to wear any underwear with outlines visible through the upper layer of clothes. And unfortunately I have to say that I can see the contour of your bra even when the shirt is undoubtedly not see-through." He let her blazer fall back and returned back to the desk, leaning at the edge of it again. "As I mentioned earlier, here in SynLab, we are not focusing only on general effect, but also on details and such detail might be very important for the success. And you yourself mentioned, that you are unwilling to settle for less than perfection. Which is very often dependent on detail." He paused.

"Now - imagine the situation, you were succesful with the interview and you are working here already. You just came to work with precisely same outfit and I am your boss, who just pointed out this issue. What do you think would be your correct reaction?" He asked the way leaving no doubt that her response and reaction might influence her achievement during the interview.

 

[Rosina]

His words were all it took to make Scarlett hop back up to her feet with the cracking of her heavy boots, her voluptuously curves swaying, her brilliant red hair and breasts--straining against her blouse--bounding up along with her, and with her luscious thighs removed the bounty beneath her pencil miniskirt was even more tantalizingly close to open view. The girl couldn't help it as her blush grew brighter as she sat there under his meticulous gaze, and his comments on her physical appearance didn't help: though they did draw a warm smile to her pristine face. Every complement made her more and more giddy as she practically started bouncing up and down on her heels, she really was just a bundle of emotions, it would no doubt be endearing to see them play out on her divine visage.
"Oh." Scarlett squeaked out cutely and halted her bouncing when Marcus suddenly took her in his hands and forced her blazer open further, the girl biting down seductively on her lower lip once more in an attempt to contain any more outbursts.

She was so shy after showing herself off like that, she couldn't dare to even look him in the eye at first. That is until he spoke about there being a problem, which immediately brought her gorgeous gaze back to his as she intensely awaited what he had to say. There wasn't much confusion, she had expected to mistake something on her very first time, there was only a dedicated will to squash whatever it was that was making her look unprofessional. That was until she heard his conclusion, then she was struck with bewilderment. Her face flushed with bright pink blush and her eyes shot wide with a mix of surprise and embarrassment as she couldn't stop herself from letting out,
"Wh-What!?" She managed to hold back any other gushing by biting back down on her sweet lower lip so hard that it almost seemed like she was gonna break skin.

It wasn't until he was finished that she even managed to stutter out a response, parting her lips to let out,
"I-I'd take it o-off of course...!" She'd pause a short moment to recompose herself before correcting herself, 'I'd ask to be excused to the lady's room shortly, so that I could... prevent there from being a visible outline of underwear through my clothing." She'd then take her blazer in delicate hands and pull it over herself abashedly.

 

[MaRTy]

It was more than obvious, that Scarlett was taken aback with what Marcus pointed out and she certainly did not expect that. Even when she managed to control her natural reactions to his (in common sense) impertinent comment, her body was betraying her and blushing face and wide eyes were speaking in its own language. He had her exactly where he was intending to. After ignoring her first instinctive reaction, which was absolutely comprehensible and understandable and letting her compose herself to give him correct answer he started to further explaining described situation. When she stuttered her first reply, he nodded in agreement, but few moments later listening to her correcting herself, he frowned slightly.

"Generally, I can say I would agree with suggested solution." He said and continued. "It is indeed only possible reaction in such situation." He paused to give her really short moment to think she succeeded in that test. "But here in SynLab we usually work under time pressure and adverse circumstances and especially dealing with such promptly and right at the spot is one of our most valued abilities." He started to explain and it began to be pretty obvious where is he heading to. "In described situation, it might be only few minutes to next important meeting with client and boss needs to discuss some crucial details of your former report on it quickly before the beginning. There is no time to waiting for you to wander around correcting your failures. It needs to be done immediately and moreover you need to be able to focus on parallel well-informed discussion with the boss." He finished, now having strict face expression.

"What would it be, you'd do?" He asked finally looking at his luxury wrist watch, indicating there is time running for her reaction and he is testing her under pressure although it was more than obvious that she could hardly be prepared for such situation in advance.

 

[Rosina]

Scarlett looked ever further taken aback when he nodded to her first answer, but frowned at the second. 'How was it right at first, but not after. He couldn't possibly expect me to take my bra off in front of my boss, could he? That's certainly against the rules, flashing my boss!' She thought to herself before cooling down just enough to listen to him explain, hoping that it would actually bring some degree of understanding to her mind. She barely even noticed his initial feint of speaking as if she had answered right, it seemed she got all she needed to from his body language to see through that ruse.

The girl would nod hesitantly, her face still burning with bright pink blush as she tried to formulate the next most reasonable course of action in her mind.
"Well, then I would continue on with the discussion with my boss, it would certainly be the most important task in that moment. Then I would wait until I was dismissed before taking that opportunity to go to the lady's room and right my clothing misconduct. If it was a particularly busy day I would wait until my nearest scheduled break and ensure that I could prevent there from being a visible outline of underwear through my clothing then so that I wouldn't miss anything important. A minor dress-code infraction like that shouldn't be put ahead of more important things." She nodded to herself, as if she had learned the lesson she believed him to want her to learn and was taking it to heart.
'Of course I shouldn't waste everyone's time for something as small as that! I need to be able to prioritize what is important.' She further thought to herself, oblivious to the answer that Marcus was really wanting out of her.

 

[MaRTy]

While Scarlett began to develop theories about importance of single rules and prioritization, Marcus began to shake his head slowly, looking down to the floor, with the same strict face expression as earlier. It certainly did not mean anything positive for evaluation of her performance during the interview. When she was done, apparently contented with her own response and suggested solution of described situation, he kept in silence for few more moments, just like he was looking for correct way how to express his mind.

"Well... it is unfortunately disappointing in more than one way for me, I have to admit." He began with his reply while striding towards Scarlett, passing around her and continue to the window in the wall behind her, between his office and corridor, which was covered with blinds at the moment. "So far it seemed you are perfect candidate for the job, but now I am not sure at all." He continued. "First - you are not in the position to judge importance of the rules, which are set after thorough analysis and long time experience. You simply don't have enough information and context for that." He paused, raised his hand and made small peephole in blinds in his eye level with his fingers, looking outside, what is happening in the corridor. Then he turned back to Scarlett and continued. "Second - it seems you have some issues with multitasking. Unfortunately. Doing more than one activity at the same moment is important skill in this company and you will need it very often. Discussion with boss certainly does not exclude remediation of minor attire misconduct."

After another short pause, Marcus returned to Scarlett and stood right at the edge of her personal space continuing while keeping eye contact. "Third - I might be mistaken, but I can't shake the impression, that you just suggested to continue breaking the rule, even when you know about it and there is possibility to stop doing so. It is something hardly acceptable here in SynLab. Fourth - I am very sure that I mentioned repeatedly in my former description of the situation, that it needs to be done immediately, which is easily understandable, considering that we do care about details, as I also already mentioned and solution you suggested would mean you may stay like that half of your worktime... Again - does it mean you are not listening my instructions carefully or even worse - ignore some of them for some reason?" Marcus stepped back getting almost to his desk.

"And last, but certainly not least - I can see that your previous statement about being able to move from words to deeds, was obviously only usual phrase with lack of real content. I was explaining you the whole situation not because I wanted to chat about it with you, but because I wanted to see your real reaction, so I can be sure that it is not only void small talk." He paused.

"You have to understand, that I am the one responsible for the quality of people, I let in the company. I am responsible to my own superior and CEO of SynLab head office." He softened his voice as if he wanted to kindly explained her his own difficult situation to help her understand why is he so strict now. "To cut a long story short..." he seemed to be getting to conclusion "...now I have enough reasons to kick you out just now and reject your application, although I would feel sorry, since I started to like you already." He shrugged.

"Last chance - what are you supposed to do in described situation?" He asked and reached his hand towards her as if he was expecting her to give him something.

 

[Rosina]

Scarlett was a bit too taken with thinking through the problem in her head to notice Marcus' unfavorable response, the way he shook his head and looked to the floor. It wasn't until she had finished her response, and conceptualized it in he own mind, that she brought her attention back to him: those gorgeous blue eyes blinking warily when she noticed that he didn't look the least bit satisfied.

Scarlett let out a soft sigh of disbelief as she heard his words. 'What else could I possible do besides that?! I can't leave the meeting, but I can't wait for a proper time either? There are no other options!' The poor interviewee took a cautious half-step backwards when she saw Marcus approaching, clearly conditioned by his prior actions to expect some extravagant display, only to relax and trail him with her gaze as he walked past her. His words proved sobering as the blush quickly faded from her pristine face and was replaced with despair as she couldn't help but stare down at her feet in a vain attempt to hide her shame. She payed very little attention to what he was doing physically, in fact she appreciated that he was doing anything but bearing down on her fully. 'Multitasking... How am I supposed to multitask fixing something like that without being indecent!' She thought to herself frantically, as if there was some puzzle piece missing and if she found it the picture would suddenly snap into view.

Humiliation, frustration, and confusion battered around in her mind resulting in that tell-tale sign of emotional build up, Scarlett biting down seductively on her lower lip as she didn't dare to raise her eyes to his even as he stalked so closely that they were nearly touching.

By the time he reached his conclusion the poor girl was trembling, she had finally reached the edge of her breaking point: her supple body dancing fearfully under his eyes from the calculated assault of his words. Some primal terror had been awoken in her body, as if her failure was of mortal consequence; that ancient fear that she would be rejected from the tribe due to her social ineptitude and left to an inevitable demise via the brutality's of nature. But of course, she wasn't some nomadic peoples fighting for their survival in the African savanna, she was in a decidedly safer corporate environment where the worst she could expect to happen to her was not getting the job at her first interview, yet, the fear was there all the same.

It wasn't until Marcus sweetened his voice and tried to play the ally that she managed to rip her eyes from her boots and stare pleadingly, desperately into his eyes, like he was the last chance she had to prevent herself from being slaughtered by a tiger. When he reached his hands out her mind went into overdrive, 'What is he reaching for? What can I give him?' After all, she didn't have any cards left to play. None but one, which she had discarded so violently, but this was her last chance!

Scarlett immediately reached her delicate hands back behind her head, into her blazer and beneath her blouse, and unhitched her bra causing her ample, perky breasts to plummet into the tight embrace of the fabric of her blouse, her nipples erect and poking visibly through them from the rollercoaster of emotions Marcus had put her through in the interview thus far; moreover, she would lift her embarrassingly girlish, pink underwear out of her blouse and proffer it forward before dropping it right into his open hand obediently. The cups were still warm with the memory of her nubile mammaries.

As if she hadn't realized what she was doing until it was done, her face would immediately flush with a beaming pink blush and she'd only bite down further on her lower lip. 'Fu-Fuck I-I just got myself blacklisted for su-sure!' Her body flooded with instant regret and she started stumbling backwards toward the door in an attempt to flee, as if trying to outrun the consequences of what she was certain to be, a terribly wrong choice.

 

[MaRTy]

Marcus was observing Scarlett's hardly covered stream of emotions when he figuratively cornered her with his strict request and self-explanatory gesture of outstretched hand. Although in his face not a single muscle moved, he was enjoying the show extremely. Once she reached behind her back and unhitched the bra, his eyes were caught for the moment with the motion occurred under her blouse. It was pretty obvious that this applicant is very gifted and endowed with everything she will need for the job. As the confirmation of his conclusion, her nipples began to try finding its way out through the fabric of the blouse and gave him quite good idea of what is now barely hidden under last layer of cloth.

When Scarlett's pink bra rested on his open palm, he closed it and pulled his hand back as if she was handing him something as ordinary as napkin. Without further examination, he placed the bra on the desk behind him, enjoying the sensation of her warmth for a short while when holding it. His face expression did not change at all when she slightly receded and her insecurity with her own decision was almost visible. "Well... this is the solution of the situation, you consider the best..?" He asked first deliberately prolonging her torture few more seconds. "I have to say I was of two minds few moments earlier, if you are able to handle working here, but now it seems you've got what it takes." He said looking shamelessly at her chest. "Prompt and correct decision under pressure is the absolute necessity for the people of SynLab and it seems you know how to decide correctly after all." He smiled as if he was finally approving her action as something he was expecting.

"I am very sure that CEO would be also pleased with such reaction and I can let you work for him with clear conscience." He paused and approached her slowly. "Of course - there is still a lot to improve..." he began reaching with his both hands to her arms making her gently straightened and stuck her bosom out even more "... for example confidence. Very important thing. You have to at least look like someone not doubting your own decisions, even when you are not sure." His hands slid down along her arms grabbing the hems of her blazer putting it slightly aside. "You have nothing to be ashamed of." He appraised what he saw, his eyes running up from her waist over her perky breasts with erected nipples to her face and eyes.

Then he turned around apparently pleased with the view and returned to his desk. "I am quite certain that you know well from your college marketing lessons that not only content is important, but also the form. Your brilliant mind would be for half use when you won't attract the attention of the client. The wrapping sells the good no matter how fresh and quality it is." He educated her before he looked at her bra laying folded on the edge of his desk. "There is also some work to do..." He paused as if he wanted to indicate, that her underwear is not the type he would expect, though it was not supposed to be any of his concern. "... but it is your first day here and I believe you have great potential." He concluded.

Earlier then he could continue, someone knocked on the door. Marcus nodded at Scarlett indicating she should step aside, since she was too close to the door and she could be in the way. When it seemed to him that she caught that, he said with louder voice. "Come in." The door opened swiftly and young woman in her late twenties with straight brown hair and eyes of same colour hidden behind significant glasses, holding few folders of documents entered. Without hesitation she headed vigorously straight to the Marcuses desk, not noticing Scarlett standing aside at the first moment. "Sorry for bothering sir, but I brought the documents you asked me to." She started to explain when she noticed that there is someone else inside the office. She turned her head to Scarlett and smiled. "Hope I am not interrupting anything..." She said with sudden undertone of uncertainty, but continued to the desk placing the folders in front of the Marcus. At the same moment she noticed the bra, but did not seem to be very surprised with that.

"Not at all." Replied Marcus. "I am just finishing the interview with our new intern." He continued with smile looking at Scarlett and back at the woman. "Oh, by the way - this is Kate, my PA and one of the most diligent employees here." He said quickly nodding in the direction where Kate was standing. "And this is Scarlett, as I mentioned, our new intern." Added Marcus, turning to Scarlett, trying to help with slightly embarrassing moment and at the same time notifying Scarlett that she was accepted, in his own original way.

 

[Rosina]

Scarlett was too preoccupied with fleeing the premise as quickly as possible to notice how casually he took her bra and set it down on his desk, as if this were an everyday occurrence that she should only feel mildly embarrassed about as opposed to the morality shattering event it had been in her chaste mind. She had just, not only taken off her bra in front of a man, but a stranger in a professional environment, before handing said bra to said man! What Marcus took as a 'slight recedence' was in fact her trying to evacuate, and in his attempts to torture her with silence she would make it all the way to the door, her delicate hand wrapped tightly around it's handle as her supple body trembled noticeably. She was mere moments away from tossing it open and leaving. It was only then that she heard the words 'it seems you've got what it takes.' forcing her to whip around in surprise, her gorgeous blue eyes falling on him as she couldn't contain letting out a bewildered,
"Wh-What?" By this point her blush was a blazing red on her milky-white countenance, and watching him ogle her perky tits, poking through her tight top, certainly didn't do anything to help that. In fact her emotions had coalesced to a fierce rage, 'H-How could that have been r-right? I thought I was going to get blacklisted but that was apparently the right answer!?"

The mentally exhausted girl was about to blow up on her interviewer but as Marcus mentioned something about the CEO it knocked her off her stride and she leaned back against the door behind her meekly, her head swirling with indignation, embarrassment, ambition, arousal, and disgust all at once as she forced herself to focus. 'D-Did he just say I would be working for the CEO...? As an intern?'. As the man strode after her and laid his hands on her, adjusting her posture so that her buxom breasts pressed even deeper into the tight fabric of her blouse to the point that her cute pink areola were even subtly visible through them, and parted her blazer so that said sight was on display, she was far too defeated to resist. Her voluptuous body pliant to his every touch, as she let him force her into any pose he pleased like his own personal doll.

By the time Marcus had returned to his desk the poor girl's eyes had gone hollow, as if she were looking past him not at him, she was clearly trapped in her mind, the torrent of emotions that he had set into motion reducing her to the point that she did little more than nod absentmindedly at his words. It was hard to tell whether she had actually comprehended a word he spoke, clearly she must have been entirely innocent for his manipulations to have such a catastrophic effect on her psyche. She'd need a break to recover. Luckily she was delivered a moments reprieve when she heard the knocking against the door behind her, submissively following the interviewer's command and giving the door a wide berth as she breathed in deeply through her adorable nose and out her sweet lips in an attempt to recompose herself. She didn't so much as look up to see who entered, a long moment of dedicated mental arrangement necessary just to stunt the shivers rolling through her form. It wasn't until the woman looked over at her that Scarlett snapped back to attention, her bold blue gaze locking with the woman's as she failed to return the smile, biting down seductively on her lower lip once more.

The poor girl's eyes went wide when she realized the news she'd just been delivered. 'I-I did it...? I passed the interview...?' A rush of relief flooded her and she visibly calmed, though the remnants of her emotional turmoil remained and she was still more than confused as to all the events that had transpired. All the new intern of SynLab could manage in that moment was a docile,
"H-Hi Kate." Her face still flush with blush.

 

[MaRTy]

Kate has been working for Marcus more than two years already and she was used to various types of situations and had her own experiences with him. Therefore she was sort of trained to control her emotions and keep smiling and having same relaxed and friendly face even under most demanding circumstances. On the other hand, she was also very observant and easily realized in few seconds, what was going on, concerning the bra on Marcuses desk and unknown new girl standing in his office, with red cheeks and proudly protruded breasts on top of that apparently not held with any support of underwear, with visibly hard nipples poking through the blazer. She also knew best, what was she supposed to do, when noticed Marcus sitting in his chair behind the desk as if he was watching the movie.

Kate turned to Scarlett and in response to her stuttering, she replied with warm smile: "Hello Scarlett, pleasure to meet you!" And at the same moment, she approached her and instead of formal handshake, Kate gently enfolded Scarlett with her arms and gave her two welcoming kisses on the cheeks, each of them few milliseconds longer than would be common. When hugging Scarlett, Kate slightly pressed her against her own torso giving her even more intense stimulation of her barely naked bosom. When Kate was done with warm
friendly greeting, she started to pull back, but her right hand slid down at Scarlett's perfect butt at last moment and very softly grasped it feeling its chubby shape. It took only half of second and anyone could hardly notice, except of Marcus, who was apparently expecting something like that. Grin appearing shortly on his face was undeniable proof.

Earlier than Scarlett could react somehow, Kate was back at the desk and added to Scarlett. "If you will need anything, don't hesitate to ask me, I'll be delighted to help. Hope you will like working here!" As Kate finished, and looked at Marcus if he needed something else from her, he nodded indicating she can leave to do her own work. Kate headed to the door right away and left the room as swiftly as she appeared earlier.

Marcus followed Kate with his gaze and when the door closed, he skipped back to Scarlett. "So... this was Kate. Seemed she liked you." He mentioned with smile. "As you obviously noticed, you have succeeded in the interview, thus I can officially welcome you to the SynLab team." He continued. "Before you'll leave to deal with necessary paperwork to one of my subordinates, I would like to give you the chance to ask anything you would like to know at the moment." He encouraged her. "When we will be finished here and you will take care of necessary paperwork, you could leave for today and I will be expecting you tomorrow morning, 8 o'clock sharp. I plan to show you your new office and desk and few of the closest colleagues and of course the CEO and other important people, who you will be working for." Concluded Marcus awaiting for her possible questions.

 

[Rosina]

A girl as beautiful as Scarlett, her face painted red with a flaming blush, her ample breasts pressed so deeply into her blouse that her perky nipples and pink areola were visible through the fabric, her chest puffed out as if she were putting it on display, and her voluptuously body still struck with the occasional shudder from the mental turmoil she was working through: it wouldn't be hard for Kate to mistake this as some sort of porn scene with a divine main actress, yet here it was before her in real life. The poor new intern took a skittish step backward as Kate approached, but she was far to slow to escape, before timidly holding out of her delicate hands for a handshake which ended up with it pressed gently against her aggressors stomach as Kate easily pushed past it and wrapped her arms around her. Scarlett's skin was smooth, soft, and warm, and her blush only grew brighter as she felt the bold kisses on her pristine countenance. In return Kate would feel the warm, sensual heat of Scarlett's heavy breathing tickle her face as it escaped her sweet lips. It seemed that some affection was exactly what the intern needed at that moment as she quickly melted into the embrace of her new coworker, her bold blue eyes falling closed as the sensation of pressure against her already eager breasts caused her to bite down seductively on her lower lip once more.

Scarlett's nubile form drifted obediently forward as Kate pulled away, as if she were unconsciously trying to continue the sudden, fleeting, reprieve of comfort. Though she halted her pursuit when she felt the subtle grip on her plump ass resulting in the girl letting out an adorable squeak of surprise,
"Oh~" Before her gorgeous eyes blinked open and she couldn't help but wear a soft smile on her face. At this point even Scarlett was starting to feel like she was in some sort of naughty dream, turned nightmare, turned dream again, certainly a roller coaster of emotions that she wouldn't be surprised if she woke up from any moment. All the emotions and sensations she's felt in varying intensities over the last half-hour has left her in a haze that felt just as real as fake.
"Th-Thank you..." Scarlett let out meekly in response to Kate's offer.

The exhausted girl's smile intensified a bit as Marcus came right out and said it. 'I did it! I'm officially an employee of SynLab, even if I don't understand at all what just happened here...' She enthused to herself. Scarlett nodded along eagerly as he talked, almost as excited that she got accepted as she was to soon be dismissed from this taxing interview. She most certainly succeeded at giving a genuine representation of who she was at heart to Marcus, even if it wasn't exactly on her terms. She was so befuddled, she had so many questions, that it was hard to ask anything in particular without it coming out in a broad manner that would reflect poorly on her like, 'What? What just happened here?' So she just tried to focus as much as she could on getting at least one question out there,
"I-Is there a document I can study to learn all the rules of conduct for working here at SynLab? I-I'd hate to come in dressed i-inappropriately again."

 

[MaRTy]

Marcus was observing what was happening in front of him and was grateful for Kate's ability to read the situation correctly and help him immediately just the way he needed. Thanks to her intervention, it only approved, that Scarlett is the right person for the job. On one hand confident young student with top grades, on the other hand innocent and in her own way naive girl, whose body responds for various types of stimulations in the manner which made him hard and feeling the urge to use her right away for his own relief. But he knew that it is not the time for it yet. He seemed to got all the information he needed from this interview and he was more than pleased with the result.

When it came to the questions from Scarlett, he was ready to reply everything and in fact he was expecting the type of question, she just gave him. He knew exactly what was he going to reply her to prepare the conditions for his further planned steps. He nodded while started speak. "Sure, it is eligible and right question." He started. "We certainly have professionally compiled set of documents from code of ethics, through internal documents like safety work instructions, finishing with specific documents like dress code rules. You will need to go through it step by step to find out how does it work here and avoid possible future misunderstanding or failures. There is also system of sanctions in case when you won't follow the rules." He paused making sure, she is following.

"You will receive the set of these documents within doing paperwork later and it would be necessary for you to look at it until tomorrow and learn most of it if not by heart, then at least generally to be able work under it." He paused again emphasizing what he just said. "But as you certainly understood from the course of our short interview, there are situations, which could not be expected and planned and we expect our employees to be able to cope with those. You have demonstrated that you are able to do so, even when there is still room for improvement." When he was talking about her demonstration, he reached for the bra still placed on his desk and began to play with it in his hands for a while before he put it in one of the drawers of his desk.

"And of course, there are still lot of unwritten rules, which you will have to find out and learn yourself when working here. Just try to be prepared, follow your instinct, general instructions and never disappoint your boss." He added and gave her knowing look like he just told her crucial information. "In any case of ambiguity or confusion, don't hesitate to stop here and ask or tell me. I'm the head of HR and it's my work to be here for you and my door are always open for every employee." He finished smiling at her warmly and stood up circumventing his desk again. When he was on the other side, he took position leaning on the edge of the desk again. "Did I reply to your question sufficiently?" He asked. "Is there anything else I can help you with now?" He continued looking into her eyes after checking out her ample breasts imprisoned by the tight blouse once more.