[ad_1]

Chapter 2: Jade’s Entry

“Gretchen, please bring in the first applicant for the new accountancy position,” Amy commanded, her voice tinged with anticipation. As Gretchen left the room, the tension grew thicker with every passing moment. The door swung open, and Jade stepped into the room, her petite figure and modest assets standing out amidst the sea of voluptuousness that defined the office.

Jade reached out her hand, her eyes nervously scanning the room, and met Amy’s gaze. The intensity in Amy’s eyes was hard to ignore, as they relentlessly roamed over Jade’s body, fixated on her chest. Amy finally tore her eyes away from Jade’s unassuming handshake and gestured towards the chair opposite her desk.

“Please, have a seat,” Amy said, her voice low and sultry. As Jade settled into the chair, her back straightened, her determination to impress overcoming her unease. She was ready to showcase her accounting skills, even in the face of the chilly reception she had received.

“Thank you for having me, Ms. Thompson,” Jade began, her voice poised and confident. “I’ve conducted extensive research on your company, and I truly believe my accounting skills can make a significant contribution.”

A subtle smile played across Amy’s lips, her eyes still lingering on Jade’s chest, the flames of desire dancing just beneath the surface. “Very well,” she responded dismissively. “Let us begin.”

As the questions began to flow, Jade answered with expertise and intellect. She showcased her knowledge in financial analysis, budgeting, and tax preparation, leaving a trail of impressive responses in her wake. However, with each passing question, Jade couldn’t shake the uncomfortable feeling that something wasn’t right. Amy’s gaze remained fixated on her chest, her interest in Jade’s qualifications dwindling as she instead seemed more focused on her physical attributes.

“Is there a problem, Ms. Thompson?” Jade inquired, a tinge of hesitancy in her voice. The unsettling atmosphere began to weigh on her, casting a shadow over the hope she had felt moments before.

Amy’s eyes flickered momentarily, a mixture of annoyance and intrigue in her gaze. “No, nothing at all,” she murmured dismissively. “Let us continue, shall we?”

The remainder of the interview passed in a haze of discomfort and mixed signals, Jade feeling increasingly deflated with each passing moment. As she rose from her seat, she couldn’t help but feel a pang of disappointment. “Thank you for your time, Ms. Thompson,” Jade uttered, her voice laced with a hint of resignation. “I eagerly await your decision.”

Without missing a beat, Amy called out impatiently, her desire to move on palpable in the air. The next contender would surely possess the desired attributes of ample curves and undeniable allure. Just as Melissa, Amy’s assistant, appeared in the doorway, her face pale and anxious, a glimmer of uncertainty flickered in Amy’s eyes. She couldn’t help but wonder if she had dismissed Jade too quickly, if there was more to her modest exterior than met the eye.

[ad_2]