Chapter 24
I stared at her as I tried to process what she had just said, deciding whether I was more impressed that she spoke six languages or that she readily gave me her measurements and told me she was bisexual.
She flashed me another radiant smile and said, "Those last bits aren't in the resume."
"Typically aren't," I said back. "Six languages. That's impressive."
She nodded. "Thank you."
I cleared my throat. "So did Helen tell you what your responsibilities would be at this job?"
"She did. It's the usual run-of-the-mill stuff. Coffee. Dry cleaning. Answering phones, email… managing a calendar. I would basically be your go-to for everything and the buffer between you and everyone else. Your life wouldn't work without me. Probably the most vital person to have on your staff. I also have a lot of experience in the business world, so I'd also be able to manage finances, field business meetings, stand in as a proxy, etcetera."
"You pretty much have the right idea."
I picked up her resume and looked it over, trying to find something to do while I wrapped my head around how I felt about this woman.
She spoke up, "Can I be completely frank?"
I lowered the resume and said, "Yeah. I'd prefer it, actually."
"I know what Helen's looking for. What you're looking for. I know what the other two probably got up to here and likely promised you. The mom was just in here, so you obviously made out with her. Maybe she blew you, but I doubt it. I'm pretty sure the other one actually got the load, judging by the back of her hair. She probably showed you her tits too. With a pair like that, she'd be stupid not to."
I considered denying everything she said, but what would have been the point? This girl was obviously intelligent and observant and had practically admitted that there was a sexual aspect to this job.
"I can't blame them," Erin continued. "A girl's gotta do what she can to pay the bills. Besides, you're rich and hot, so I doubt they hated it… and I can't blame you for whatever happened here. They're hot. You recently came into all this money, and it's bought you a lot of freedom, and women are going to be throwing themselves at you. Anyone would be tempted to just ride that out."
She shrugged. "I can't blame you if you've already made up your mind on one of the others, but hear me out." She leaned forward in her chair and said, "They probably promised you they'd be up for anything, right? That they would be yours to do with whatever you wanted?"
"Yeah," I admitted.
"They're missing the point. You don't need some bimbo to be your little pet and ride you whenever. You need someone who is going to genuinely make your life better in every way. That's me."
Okay… I was interested. "What do you mean?"
"If you hire either of them, they'll drop to their knees or open their legs anytime you crook a finger, right? Why? Because you're going to pay them really well, and they're going to understand that as long as they do a good job and you keep enjoying what they have to offer, they have a golden goose. People can be protective of something like that. I guarantee both of them are going to do whatever they can to keep their position by any means necessary. The first time they feel like you're getting too close to someone else, they're going to be throwing passive-aggressive jabs at them, manipulating messages, or messing with your calendar… all to try and sabotage whoever they feel is a threat. The older one might be more subtle about it than the one with the big tits. She seems like she knows what she's doing, but even she's going to be looking out for number one - her."
"But not you?" I asked.
She shook her head. "Nope."
I found this hard to believe. "This is a high-paying job with a lot of opportunity. You're telling me you wouldn't do whatever you could to keep your golden goose?"
"Not at all," she replied. "My value lies in making your life better. You're a good-looking, relatively young guy who's obviously going to want a lot of hot ass. I can help. If I get to play too, I'll enthusiastically help."
"Help how? You already admitted that I'd have tons of hot women throwing themselves at me."
"By scouting out the ones that interest you, sussing out the ones who hit you up, and figuring out if there's going to be trouble attached to any of them. I can run interference where needed. I can have your back. I'm also good at holding a girl's ankles while you fuck her."
She grinned at me before continuing. I could only imagine the look on my face.
"As your assistant, my job security would lie in providing value and in you realizing that value. Not only am I intelligent, a hard worker, and know the business world, but I also wouldn't get in the way of you having a good time, unless I genuinely think it's not in your best interests. Even then… you're the boss, so I defer to you. But I will always speak my mind and let you know if I think something is wrong on the business or personal front. If you do well, I do well, and if you're as smart as you seem, you'll realize that my honesty and loyalty will get you much further than one unspectacular woman with big tits. Plus you'll have a lot of fun along the way because I'm a lot of fun."
"Unspectacular?" I assumed she was talking about Bella. "The woman can speak five languages."
Erin shrugged. "I can speak six. As far as I'm concerned, she's a dummy."
"So just to be sure I understand… you don't mind I who I sleep with at all, because your job is to care about my happiness. You're suggesting that I can have you as my loyal assistant to manage my life, and I can sleep with whoever I want without you being jealous or feeling threatened? Did I get that right?"
She held up a finger. "Almost. You also get to fuck me. I mean… if you want. I get that I'm not everyone's cup of tea. I'm not well-endowed like Mediocre Barbie out there, but-"
"No," I interjected. "I definitely want to have sex with you. You're insanely hot."
"Thank you," she said with a satisfied grin. "And I'm not blowing smoke up your ass when I say you are too. Rich, and good-looking? You're a catch!"
I couldn't help but grin back at her. She was infectious. "I like you."
"I like you too," she said. "If you offered me the job, I'd take it."
"You wouldn't have before you stepped in here?"
"Probably, but I wanted to meet you before I made up my mind."
"I'm seriously considering hiring you," I said.
"I hope you do, because I sincerely want the job. Also, I'd like to fuck you, but that'd have to wait till we both sign on the dotted line."
The amount of honesty coming from her was scary, but also refreshing. Sure, she could simply be spectacular at manipulating me, but something told me she was being genuinely honest
."I can't say I'm not disappointed at the lack of an audition, but I get it."
"I'm glad you understand. Believe me… we'll have plenty of time to get to know each other better," she said as she folded her hands under her chin and smiled at me.
I really liked this girl, and it was all I could do to not start imagining all the ways I could enjoy her company, and then a thought struck me.
"I don't like sharing."
"Sharing?" She arched an eyebrow at me.
"I wouldn't want you to fuck anyone else. I would want exclusivity. Would that be a problem?"
She scrunched up her nose as she thought about it. "Well," she finally said, "I can't say that isn't a bit disappointing but understandable. Plenty of guys don't like other dicks in their territory, and you are the boss after all. Is it guys you're concerned about? Or girls too?"
"What? No… just guys. I don't mind other girls if that's what you want."
She nodded and said, "I'm extremely bisexual, so I can live with that. With one exception though, that if I want to get serious with anyone, we'll have to revisit this part of the deal. I don't think the current proposed arrangement would work if I found Mr. Right. Not that it's anything we need to worry about anytime soon. I'm not interested in seriously dating right now."
"That works for me. I'll have Helen put the papers together for you to sign."
She flashed me another brilliant smile and squealed, "So I'm getting the job?"
"I think so." I offered her my hand.
She stood up and clasped it. "Congratulations on finding the only administrative assistant, fuckbuddy, wingman, and partner-in-crime you'll ever need."
I grinned and said, "I look forward to working with you."
She gathered her things. "Can't wait to hear from you."
"You'll hear back from me today for sure. Could you call Helen in on your way out?"
"You got it, boss," she said with a wink. She picked up her bag and headed for the door, saying, "Can't wait to work with Helen either, or both of you on one project."
With that said, she slipped out the door and left me massaging another hard-on through my pants as I envisioned a picture of the future that Erin had just painted for me.
Roughly ten minutes later, Helen walked through the door. "They're gone. So? What do you think?"
"You were right. I'm glad I interviewed all of them."
She smiled and said, "So that's a 'no' to Bella then?"
"I feel kind of bad. She did blow me after all."
She snickered, "That's on her. I know you well enough to know you didn't ask her to get on her knees and suck your dick. She did what she thought would get her the job, and it wasn't enough. What did the others do?"
"Not much," I admitted. "Naomi kissed me, which was really nice. I don't think she's a good fit for me though. She seemed a bit too stern for my taste. Almost too much like a mom."
Helen nodded. "I wasn't sure about her. I know she would bring out the best in you, but I get your meaning. Honestly, part of me is relieved you didn't go with her. I've sometimes found her difficult to work with."
"Then why did you choose her as one of the candidates?"
"Because I wanted to give you the option. I'm thinking of what's best for you," Helen said as she slowly approached me, wearing a loose blouse that barely hung on her shoulders and dropped into a V that showed off large amounts of cleavage. Wrapped around her swaying hips was a tight black skirt that fell to her knees. She reached me and slowly lowered herself until she sat across my lap. Draping her arms around my shoulders, she began lazily playing with the hair on the back of my head. I could feel her fingernails lightly graze my scalp, giving me chills. She locked eyes with me and smiled.
"So… Erin then?"
"Yeah," I said, my voice quiet as I drank in the presence of my blonde goddess.
She leaned forward, brushing her cheek against mine as she spoke softly next to my ear, "May I ask why? Aside from the obvious, of course."
I felt her warm lips press against my ear in a gentle kiss. They lingered, brushing lightly against my skin as she awaited my response.
My breathing was growing shallow. "She… promised things," I whispered back.
"What sort of things?" I felt her nose nuzzle against me.
"She said I could have her," I breathed, shivering as I felt her tenderness. "She said I could have her and others… that she would help me." I felt her lips close around my earlobe and her teeth skim across it. "She said she wanted to help me find other women to fuck. She said… she wanted…" I was having a hard time concentrating. "To hold their ankles while I fucked them."
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