Taste of Honey (Emeraldia x MadMax)

[MadMax]

It was a warm summer evening. Manish "Manny" Bastion sat in his corner office, wearing a black suit, light blue shirt and black shoes. He was waiting for a young blonde who had applied for a position to be his assistant. He liked her resume. She was from a prestigious school and had good grades.

The office was situated in a shiny new building in the busiest part of town. His most prestigious night club and bar was located there. He could hear the loud music from the dance floor, and the noise from the busy bar, even from inside his office.

He owned a business of luxury entertainment, a chain of night clubs and bars. He wanted a beautiful girl to travel with him, take care of his schedule, make a good impression on clients, help get the contracts signed.

Manny was 55 years old. A tall muscular man with short black hair, deep brown eyes and dark skin. He loves staying fit, the outdoors, hiking and mountain climbing. He has a dominant, confident and flirty personality, a rough exterior but with a soft heart.

"I hope she is a attractive in person as it seems in the resume" He thought to himself when there was a knock on the door. "Please come inside." He stood up from his chair to walk to the door, opening, to greet the young college grad.

 

[Emeraldia]

The morning before this interview I was super excited. I showered, shaved and made sure I smelled decent. I wasn't too sure if this was the job for me. But the pay was too hard to pass up. Plus could be a stepping stone to another job or something.

Once it was time to leave for the club I had to get a texi ride there, but I would hopefully would change that with the flow of money coming in. Soon the car dropped me off and I paid the driver with the last bit of money I had. I then walked into the club a nice dancer there helped me get to the office.

I stand there as the dancer goes off back down the hall. When the door opened, "Oh thank you for seeing me for this interview Im very excited you called."

 

[MadMax]

"Welcome to Blue Angels Entertainment. I am Manny Bastion, the owner." He smiled and shook her hand, leading the beautiful blonde to the chair across from his desk. 'I am glad to see you, I know we talked on phone and I have gone through your resume. You are well qualified for the job. I need an assistant, to help plan my trips, my schedule, entertain my clients, get contract signed, etc. can you do it?"

His experienced eyes check her out, the outline of her lovely young body in the smart outfit. It would be good to have a pretty young thing by his side on the business trips, client meetings, during evenings, nights, whenever he wanted.

"Can you tell me your qualifications, how would you work as my assistant, what skills to have to entertain my clients. We can sit on the couch and talk if that would be more convenient."

 

[Emeraldia]

I smile, "thank you for having me. Yes we did talk on the phone." I say following behind you and taking a seat. I listen to what you need from me. "Yes I can do all that. This job seems to be a mixture of proper working environment and inappropriatness. Which of course is fine. However, I really need a car for this job. Perhaps I could show you my skills on the couch to convince you how much I will do for you, if you can help me get a car. Almost like I am trying to get a client to sign a contract..." I say with a smirk.

 

[MadMax]

I sit on the couch and wait for you to join me.

"Sounds great Maxine. I would love to see your skills. You are beautiful and educated, so that is a plus."

I unbutton my shirt to get comfortable, my chest is broad and muscular, dark and hairy. "Show me everything you can do, to convince me to hire you as my assistant."

The lights are dim and we are sitting in the corner of the room. The couch was large and comfortable, easy to lay down if we wanted. My eyes following your beautiful young curves. I feel a bulge in my pants in anticipation of what could follow.

 

[Emeraldia]

I set down my little leather bag purse. I pull out a contract of some kind. But I set it down on the table and was just a cosigner agreement. "Just to make it feel a bit more real." I say with a smile. I stand there in front of the couch in front of the table that was there, and I adjust my shirt a bit. It was now low cut you could see down my shirt, especially when I would l would bend over something. I come over closer to the couch. I sit down on the couch next to you learning on my hand and my legs were crossed. I soon lean forward rubbing your chest and leaning on you.