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Mr. Carlile

The Interview

~Kairi’s Pov~

I’ve got an interview with the world’s biggest corporation Carlile Enterprises. He’s known for clothing, perfume, managing bands, producing music, and he’s even got his own brand of water. Anyhow, I’ve scored this huge interview and I have to not fuck it up. I put on my nicest outfit and do the best job on my makeup I possibly could.

~Austin’s Pov~

“You’re from where?” I ask
“Austin, Texas.”

I chuckle a bit… haha… Austin. I hadn’t even looked up at her much, but I knew she was stunning. Her eyes were the prettiest shade of greenish blue, and her body was skinny, but she still had an hourglass figure. Her hair was long and blonde, she was perfect.

“How old are you?”
“21”
“How long have you lived in LA?”
“Just a few days.”
“Are you in a relationship?”
“No sir.”

“Alright, I think that will do it, I’ll give you a call soon and let you know what’s up, alright?” I say and she nods. “Nice meeting you Mr. Carlile.” She spoke, her voice was sweet. “Oh, and here’s my phone number. Just send me a text when you get home so I have your number too. Have a nice day Ms. Starr.” She left and I felt a bit sad, very sad actually. I wanted someone… sexually I guess you could say. Her body… just imagining her underneath me… wow.

She was completely gone now, and I was left alone in my office. I heard a knock on my door and told whoever it was to come in, “We’ve got the desk you asked for sir.” He spoke. “Put it here.” I demanded. He sat the box down. “No you shit over there!” I hiss. He moves the box closer to the space and begins putting the desk together. “I need it ready by three this afternoon. Get to it.” I say and leave the office. “I’m going to lunch.” I tell the secretary and head out.

I feel my phone vibrate and see it’s Kairi. She tells me it’s her, I kind of want to ask her to go to lunch with me, but she’s not really my employee yet, but I want her to be my assistant, so she will be, but I can’t let her know that, she’s got to wait. Instead, I ask: ‘Do you mind if I ask you a few more questions? We can do it at your house, or at the office, whichever is most convenient for you.’ A few seconds later she replies with: ‘If you don’t mind, my place would work best. Though I’m sorry about the mess, I haven’t gotten around to unpacking yet.’ ‘Your place it is then. Text me your address.’

She sends it to me and I head over to her place. I’m not too familiar with that side of town, but I know it’s kind of shitty. I get there, and I’m kind of appalled, it’s horrifying. The neighbors look like they sell drugs and others look like they use them. I knock on her door and there she is, happy as day, looking just as beautiful as ever. I walk inside and sit down on her couch, “Sorry it’s such a mess. I hope you didn’t have trouble finding the place.” Her sweet voice spoke. “Oh no, not at all. Are you sure you’re okay staying here?” I ask awkwardly, it’s a scary place for a girl like her to live.

“Oh yeah, I’m sure. I’ll be fine.” She fake smiles. “Well… if you ever need to, in the office there’s a room with a small bed in it. Sometimes I like to take naps.” I laugh and she blushes. “So you had questions?” She asked and I nodded. They weren’t really business questions, I just wanted to get to know her, and by 3, I knew everything from her favorite color to her first word. She was as smart as she was sexy. She graduated with honors in all classes, Valedictorian, and she had a billion other awards.

She had changed since she left the office, she was now in pajama shorts and an oversized sweater… her boobs were so bouncy, every time she laughed her boobs jiggled a bit and it was so hot… Austin stop. No more of this shit. Stop this.

“I think you’ve got the job Kairi.” I smiled and a huge grin went across her face, “Thank you so much Mr. Carlile.” All I could think about was pinning her down and fucking her until she’s screaming my name in pain and pleasure… it can’t happen yet, not yet…