sex-me boss.

When Olivia stepped out of the Taxi, she couldn’t believe the skyscraper in front of her. The height was so dizzying that she was afraid she’d get dizzy before her job interview. She wanted to see what the outside looked like first, to avoid trick questions like. The imposition of Dixon’s writings. Aviattion said it all about the boss, now all she had to do was put a picture to what she was thinking in her head. As she moved forward, a man stopped her dead in her tracks, and from the way he was dressed, she already knew he was the security guard. She wondered whether he stopped everyone who entered the company, or whether it was just her.

– You can’t go in there, miss.

She looked at him as if he were delirious. If she couldn’t come in, then he’d better get his boss out to interview her. She couldn’t miss her last evening with her mysterious stranger because of a security guard, because it wasn’t a job in this prestigious company she was interested in, but this stranger’s Don Juan-like cock.

– And why was that?

– I imagine Monsieur has rejected your calls and now you want to play hardball by coming here. Please leave immediately, miss, as the boss won’t be at all pleased to see you on the landing of his building.

Nonsense, Olivia thought. But which boss had rejected her calls? She didn’t even know what he looked like to dare say he’d rejected her calls. It was complete nonsense.

– Listen to me sir, if I’m ever rejected for my interview because of your stupidity, you’re going to give me your security uniform and while I’m doing this job, you’re going to find yourself unemployed.

He looked at her, frowning. He wasn’t touched by her monologue, because he knew that all his boss’s mistresses usually used the same pretext to go up to see him.

– You’re not the first to come up with this excuse, because hundreds of the boss’s mistresses have done the same thing, and I’ve even come close to losing my job, so I’ll never fall into the same trap again!

Olivia wanted to make fun of him for the fact that these women had taken the piss out of him, but now was not the time to do that kind of thing, as her situation was pressing. She wasn’t this man’s mistress, but how could she make him understand that? She wondered if he even knew all the women who worked in this building, so he wouldn’t let her pass. She had only one chance: to present him with her CV. She pulled it out of the shirt and handed it to him. At first, he didn’t want to take it, but the killer look she’d given him had cooled him down.

– I’m sorry, miss, you can go now.

– Yes, and my threat still stands, it’ll be you or me in that security outfit.

She passed through the large glass doors and by the time she reached the Hall, she couldn’t believe the beauty of the place. Although she’d imagined working in a company one day, she’d never expected it to be in this space. She went over to a woman who had waved to her, certainly because she’d noticed that she didn’t know where to go.

– Hello Miss, welcome to Dixon. Aviation, can we help you?

– Uh, yes, I’d like to meet the boss if I may.

– Another mistress? A groupie? A booty call? One-night stand? she asked in disgust.

Olivia opened her mouth in disgust. She couldn’t understand why all the employees were checking her status before letting her in.

– It’s nothing like that, it’s for an interview.

– The HR director isn’t here, she’s lamenting the fact that the boss has refused to continue screwing her in his office. You can come back when she’s calmed down.

It was certain that she wanted to leave, she was sick of hearing about the lovemaking of this kind of company boss, who couldn’t even be discreet, but come to think of it, she couldn’t leave because she still wanted to spend a torrid night with her mysterious stranger.

– The boss himself will take care of that.

– The woman looked up from her screen and looked at her at last. She wanted to know if she was serious and this situation was really getting on her nerves.

– Top floor elevator, his secretary will escort you to his office.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

– Thank you.

She headed for the elevator and when it started up, she felt like she was at Le Bourget, and it made her think she was about to meet her mysterious stranger.