The Recruiter - Futa/F

10:26am Monday - Enter-link Recruitment

Lina really liked working at Jenny's desk; it had a nice view out of the window and was in the open plan part of the office. She leaned back in the chair and shuffled the papers so that the candidate's details were on top. The woman she was interviewing stepped around the screen, eyes widening slightly as she saw Marla for the first time.

"Hello, I'm Lina, please take a seat."

The other woman sat; cute and well dressed, she radiated the kind of freshly baked cookies comfort and quiet charm that made Lina's smile widen, growing more genuine.

"So, Keisha, what brings you to us today? It says here you're looking into a career move."

Keisha fidgeted and smiled awkwardly, "I need to move away from secretarial work; I have a child now and I need something that pays better. I was hoping to get into accounting..."

Lina sat back in her seat and frowned concernedly, "I'd have never pegged you as an an accountant... Is it something you enjoy?"

"Well, no, but I need..."

"Have you thought about something like a job as a chef or manager for a cafe or restaurant?"

Keisha's expression melted into a glorious combination of hope and happiness before the brows drew down and she developed an almost hurt frown. It was a shock to Lina - something familiar she'd just never imagined seeing it in a normal interview.

"Keisha, listen to me - you can make so much more money over the long term doing something you love. If you love what you do tips, promotions and overtime pay will come thick and fast..." she paused for effect and added, "and your child will have a healthy, happier mommy to grow up with at home."

Keisha frowned and looked at Lina, but the skeptical expression slowly eased up. Lina could see the longing to spread that personal warmth in her interviewee's face, Keisha's expression slowly thawing.

"It's your calling Keisha. Go out there and knock 'em dead!"

"Thanks Lina... I think you're right. It's what I'm made for."

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16:05pm Monday - Enter-link Recruitment

Lina sat at her desk and sighed. She was back where she usually worked, a quietly beige room at the back of the office that sounded like long, dusty silences. She knew why this was - it was the way the walls were built to be sound absorbing. She also knew why they had done this.

Still, it was at least private and she got to decorate it how she wanted - a pot plant and a couple of nice framed prints made it feel a bit less dreary. On her desk a picture of her wife stared back at her, more than slightly coquettish. Even looking at it made Lina a little bit hotter under the collar.

The door opened and her first client of the afternoon walked in. Lina smiled professionally and made a small tick on the interview sheet with one hand, even as she invited her guest to sit with the other.

Big fake tits were nearly spilling out of her client's top, two buttons visibly straining as they fought a losing battle. The woman must have just had a big saline top-up. The face perched above those immense implants was probably naturally very fine featured and beautiful, but had been plucked, made-up and collagen injected until it was the image of lust - stuck in a permanent cock-hungry pout.

This was going to be one of those days.

"So, you're applying for a position as a personal assistant, Ms. Manlove?"

"I prefer Didi, and yes..." there was a pause, "jeez, you're really tall."

"I know. Anyway, Didi is short for Delilah?"

"Yeah."

"Have you got any experience you feel is relevant?" Lina knew the answer, but you had to ask it every damn time.

"Yeah, loads. I've had, like, 5 or 6 jobs like this before. Don't you have my file?"

"Yes, but you always have to check; sometimes it gets out of date."

"Ok," Didi said, mollified as Lina opened a desk drawer and pulled out a file fully three inches thick.

"Isn't that heavy?" asked Didi.

"Not really. Hmmm, here's the summary: you have had 6 positions as PA and been released from all of them after disciplinary issues."

Didi made to complain, but Lina just lifted a hand to stall her before continuing.

"Each time there were relationship and behaviour issues. You've been implicated in the breakup of three marriages, two cases of assault, five dismissals and one gay marriage. None of your skills as a PA are rated highly, though you are not stupid."

There was a slightly resentful silence.

Lina closed the massive file and looked at Didi for a long moment.

"I think you keep on fucking the boss, Didi."

Didi's pouting lips tried to turn down into a sad frown, but stayed mostly just pouting.

"You keep fucking them because you just love fucking, don't you? Every morning you cram a dildo up your ass and your cunt before you even get into the shower,

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