THIS STORY CONTINUES IMMEDIATELY AFTER THE EVENTS OF STORY "THE INTERVIEW" AND "THE INTERVIEW PART 2" BY "SEXYENTERTAINER". THE LINK FOR PART 1 IS: here and the link for Part 2 is: here

THANK YOU FOR READING.

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Abi scanned the disapproving, blank and bored young faces that stared vacantly back at her. She wasn't really surprised they were bored. She had spent the last 30 minutes lecturing them about the history of Thineman's, the bank she worked for. As a graduate delegation, the young people in front of her were used to being lectured and were unashamed to be bored of it. If I had more than an hour to prepare, you might have got something a bit more stimulating! Abi thought ruefully.

There was one face that didn't look as bored. He sat at the back, slightly aloof from the rest of the pack. He was tall, gangly and even a little gaunt. Abi thought that a few good meals would make him a little more respectable but the lad would not be good looking for a while, if ever. His face was still youthful and hairless but his skin had yet to let go of teenagehood. His dark clothes and darker hair depicted a somewhat vanilla, unremarkable style. At just 18, he was at least three years younger than the rest of his compatriots but almost certainly a few years their senior in both skill and potential. James Black watched Abi with an air of interest but an expression that said he already knew what she was talking about. When your father is Graham Black, that is hardly surprising...

"OK Guys, take a 10 minute break and then we will start the interviews. Remember it's nothing formal – just us getting to know you better and you get some free interview experience!" Abi put on an enthusiastic expression and tone. She hoped her body language was following suit. It was hard not to share their apathy.

Half the group trudged out fumbling for lighters and cigarettes whilst all but three of the remaining mentioned something about coffee. James was one of the three. Abi wanted to talk to him and start to get things moving but she resisted. To the outside, James had to be nothing but yet another bored, inconvenienced graduate. It wasn't until he was in the little meeting room that Abi had booked that he would be of any significance.

Abi followed the group looking for coffee – sharing their sentiment. She mentally ran through the agreement she had made with Mr Strachan in her head one more time. James Black was a mathematical and business prodigy with a powerhouse of a father. Thineman's, Abi's employer, wanted a strong link with James' father - Graham Black. Graham Black would be indifferent to the link unless his son was involved but he had different plans for his son. Abi's job was to coerce James into secretly signing a contract on the spot. Thineman's could then force involvement with Graham Black and could include a young man with extraordinary capabilities as one of their employees. James would be rapidly promoted for his connections to his father and Thineman's would join Blacks as one of the world's leading banks. In return, Abi's boss would try to arrange for her a promotion and a leverage position for revenge on Laura. It actually sounds like a good plan... Abi admitted. Still a way to go yet though...

Trying to avoid thinking about Laura or a promotion, she tunnelled her thoughts into James. Abi had the plan all worked out. She would flirt, sweet talk and verbally march James into signing the contract whilst she was "interviewing" him. She only needed to take one look at him to know that he was neither socially aware nor charismatic enough to realise what was going on until it was too late. Mr Strachan had hinted that she may need to offer a more practical and enticing level of persuasion. However, between Abi's boyfriend and Mr Strachan, Abi's dignity had been ground into paste over the last week. Ex-Boyfriend... Abi told herself firmly. Abi was determined not to have to sell her body for a promotion again. I don't have to – I have charm! I can do this!

Abi started to think of the mock interview questions whilst she sorted her coffee. She had no intention of spending much more than five or ten minutes with each graduate. Abi thought that most of them were only on the graduate delegation tour for free coffee and a day out. Irritating little shites... She intended for James to be the last interviewee so none of the other graduates would think anything strange about him being longer. He had arrived on his own and, due to his aloofness, Abi expected him to leave the same way.

Armed with a strong coffee, Abi waited patiently for the bored faces to return. She gave them the interviewing instructions and times which were met with only a little more interest than the lecture. Abi couldn't help but smile when she overheard one of the more athletic men say in hushed tones to his giggling group.

"She might be dull as dishwater but I reckon she is a right screamer. She would be with me in her anyway!"

Abi was dressed rather more promiscuously than she would normally be. Originally, it was to impress Mr Strachan but now the plans have changed, her attire would serve its purpose with James. Abi's red blouse clung to her feminine curves. Underneath she wore a sheer and lacy red bra which held her ample bosom. Her tight pencil skirt barely reached the middle of her thighs and underneath she wore no underwear. This was topped with some tall heels. Abi had to be careful to stand all day in case she flashed any of the graduates more than she intended. Not only might that bring unwanted attention upon her in the form of an amorous young man but it may also make people wonder why she was dressed in such a fashion. Lucky I had the good sense for the clothes to at least be office suitable – even if they are a little risqué!

Abi resisted giving the athletic young man a disapproving glare and made her way to the meeting room. She could almost feel some of the eyes following her out. Abi didn't mind being looked at by men – indeed, she often enjoyed it. I just wish they would choose better moments to leer... she thought, somewhat frustrated. Abi situated herself behind the small desk in the meeting room and lethargically began sifting through the candidates' reports and dossiers from their respective Universities. I wouldn't be so bored of this if we were actually properly interviewing them! This is so pointless for all but one of them...

The afternoon seemed to crawl by. At one point, Abi took the clock down from the wall and checked the batteries – wondering if it was broken. Some of the candidates were nervous, some were cocky and some were so boring she thought that they had no right to accuse the Thineman's history lecture of anything. One had the gall to get his phone out and asked her to put her number in. Abi professionally refused and kept on track with her plan. Almost a shame really, he might be cocky but he could be worse looking... She forced the thought to vanish quicker than it arrived. Must be focussed...

Finally, after what seemed like a millennia, it was time to for James' interview. Bang on time, she heard a soft rap on the closed door. She quickly undid the first couple of buttons on her top. Seeing a bit of cleavage will make him unsure of where to put his eyes... He needs to be unsure, be steerable, be on edge...

"Come in!" Abi focussed on keeping her voice as professionally toned as it had been all day. Not long to wait now...

James opened the door and closed it behind him. Abi thought the he seemed to exude awkwardness. Despite his clothes clearly being fashionable, well fitting and expensive, he walked as if half of them were too small and the other half three sizes too large.

"Looks like you are the last one! Sorry about that. Someone had to be. Has everyone gone?" Now that the door had closed and she was speaking at a more intimate volume, Abi allowed her tone to become a little more informal.

"I believe they have." James' voice was deep and broken which surprised Abi although she was not surprised to find he was a naturally quiet speaker. He seemed a little nervous although no where nearly as much as the other candidates. James sat down as awkwardly as he came in.

"Ah well. Don't worry; it should be quite a short interview."

"It's no bother."

Abi shuffled some papers around to keep up appearances.

"So James, tell me about yourself?"

"er... What would you like to know?"

Abi gave her best positive smile. "Surprise me!"

"Errr... I did pretty well at school and Uni..."

Abi thought that was a considerable understatement. Pretty well? He is 18 with a degree! He left school at 14! PRETTY WELL?!

"Why do you think that was?

"I don't know. Just lucky I guess." Abi liked how unassuming and modest he was.

"So why are you here today?"

"I wanted to see how Thineman's operates as a corporate investment agent as well as expand my experience upon common industrial interview and induction practices." The answer was perfect – straight out of a textbook. Abi expected no less. She had asked a question which he would have anticipated being asked and was prepared accordingly.

"And what do you think of us?" Abi genuinely wanted to know his opinion. If Mr Strachan thought that James was clever and insightful; it simply must be so. Mr Strachan is many things but a poor judge of character and loose with compliments he is not...thought Abi wryly.

James was quick and smooth with a response. "I think that it is well operated and well led. I think that Thineman's recent surge in investment capital relates to the high quality staff training. However, I feel that some additional work will be required to be able to compete with other major rivals."

Abi saw a gap that she could make use of. "What additional work would you recommend?" She added a bit of purr to her voice and leaned forward intently. His eyes fluttered Abi's cleavage which was now exposed by her leaning forward. She pretended not to notice.

James had clearly not anticipated such a managerial question. "er... I would..." He stuttered... Abi's slight exposure was having the desired effect. He wrenched his eyes back onto Abi's face. "Employ high quality staff with competitor contacts and experience."

"How... interesting..." Abi thought his recommendation was a touch ironic. "Perhaps you could be that person one day?" Abi thought a compliment would not go a-miss as James has shared her cool exterior with the rest of the graduate delegation so far.

"Err... yeah... Maybe...." His eyes danced from her face to her cleavage and back again.

Starting to gather momentum, Abi started a new tactic. She subtly hiked her skirt up a few extra inches, stood up and started to walk around to James' side of the desk.

"So how did you find University James? Did you meet new people – maybe some girls? Go to a few parties? Pretty fun time huh?"

"Er... yeah it was OK. I was a bit younger so maybe not so many parties and new people... Not really many... At all..." He laughed nervously, clearly thinking that Abi would laugh at him. Abi actually felt a bit sorry him. Only a little bit sorry... Let's face it, his future looks pretty damn promising...

"That's a shame. Well now, your 18 you can meet girls, party, do whatever you want. You're an adult now and you can make use of your freedom."

"err... Yeah!" He seemed to swallow what Abi was giving him.

"Lucky for you the girls here are pretty... accommodating for new staff. Some of the girls might invite you to their pools or something. I remember I went to a pool party once..." Abi paused a second to give the impression of her wallowing in nostalgia. James' face said that he was listening intently. "It was a topless theme. The new guys loved it!" It was a lie but with a hint of truth I did go to Jan's pool party once... I'm pretty sure someone's bikini top fell off. James' eyes seemed to go briefly vacant, zoom in on Abi's cleavage and then return.

Abi perched herself on to the table, close to James. She pretended not to notice that her calves were resting against his. She had her legs firmly crossed to avoid being too forward but she could tell that his mind was not on investment.

"...I'm sure they di-"

"-Have you got a plan yet James?" Abi interrupted his mumble. I can't let his mind settle...

"A plan?"

"Of what you are going to do now that you are finishing University?"

"Oh. Well I will probably start at work with my Dad..." James seemed to hear himself and realised how immature it sounded as well as deconstructive for an "interview" with a competitor company. He blushed furiously. "Er... I mean I will gather experience in industry protocols befo-"

Abi didn't need to hear the rehearsed answer. She interrupted him again:

"That would be a shame. You know you could work here if you wanted. We could offer you a job. I bet you would fit right in with those brains of yours. And your good looks might get you places too." Abi offered him a little wink. She felt like a cat playing with a mouse before pouncing.

"What places? ...I mean er... Is there a job offer?"

"There could be..." Abi give him a smile that said that there definitely was a job offer.

"Oh... But my Dad-"

"-Your dad? Oh come on, you don't need his permission to get a job! Your eighteen, you can do whatever you want, remember? Think about it. You got this far on your own..." Abi could almost feel him about to snap. She leaned back, uncrossed her legs and recrossed them the other way. She knew from his angle that he would have seen up her skirt. She wondered if he had been able to tell that she wasn't wearing underwear.

There was a long pause. Abi's leg change had had the desired effect. James' mouth was working but his volume was on mute. Abruptly he seemed to realise this and closed his mouth. He went a darker shade of red.

Abi turned and pulled the contract out from underneath the stack of papers.

"Come on James... Show your dad that you can make your own decisions. We really want you to work for us." Abi leaned forward again, just enough so he could see more of her breasts than were decent whilst still being coy. She picked up a pen and pressed it into the palm of his hand. He seemed to jolt slightly at her touch. Wow... His palms are pretty sweaty... She laid the contract out in front of him and indicated to where he needed to sign. "Just here."

James shakily moved his hand towards the paper and readied the pen. Suddenly, a sharp knock interrupted him.

"Someone in here?"

Abi recognised the voice immediately. Laura...

Abi tried to school the anger from her face with only partial success. It would do her no favours with James to lower her skirt or to button up the top buttons on her blouse. However, if she didn't, Laura would know that something was up. Abi never dressed anything other than professionally. Abi leapt off the table and opened the door enough to just reveal her face.

Laura smiled falsely at her. Go away you bitch!

"It appears someone is in here. What are you doing?" Laura's tone was such that she was more senior than Abi now – and was revelling in it.

"Interviewing. Now if you don't mind." Abi found the fact that Laura had chosen today of all days to wear something actually rather modest, rather irritating. Her white dress was thin and clingy but revealed a lot less than Abi's blouse and finished a lot lower than Laura's skirt. I HATE how decent you look. It's not fair... Abi began to close the door on Laura gently.

"You? Interviewing? I doubt Mr Strachan would get you to..."

Laura stopped the door and pushed, catching Abi by surprise. Abi let the door swing revealing her in her unusually daring, partially unravelled clothes and James looking like a rabbit caught in headlights. Laura left her sentence unfinished. Abi saw a flash of recognition in her eyes – she knew exactly who and what James was.

"Hi James" said Laura levelly. Their eyes met.

"Hi..." mumbled James weakly. He dropped his eyes once they had connected with Laura's. Don't you dare screw this up for me?! Don't you dare! Abi's mind was screaming.

Abruptly, Laura said: "Well, it's been nice chatting. See you soon." Giving Abi a sour look, Laura gracefully sauntered off towards the stairs, leaving Abi somewhat dumbfounded. That was odd...And brief...Abi forced a normal expression onto her face and put her smile back on. She closed the door and turned to find James standing.

"I think that's me done for the day. Thanks for the interview. It will certainly help. I will speak to my Dad and let you know about the contract thing." Abi was startled at James' swift change of heart. Not only that but it was the most amount of words he had coherently strung together at once all day. What has Laura done???

Abi began backpeddling. "We were nearly finished. Come on, we can talk about that contract again. If you sign we can talk about salary and maybe some more of your ideas. You can ask me anything you want." Abi gave him her sexiest smile and took a step towards him.

"...Er I think I want to think about it first... My dad wouldn't be pleased..." He was displaying signs of stubbornness that were simply not present before Laura interrupted. "If you don't mind." He reached out for the door."

"No wait!" Abi knew she sounded shrill and desperate but she couldn't help it. Somehow, it all seemed to be falling apart. He was in the palm of my hand just 2 minutes ago! What happened??? Abi's mind was racing. What can I say to get him to sign now...

"James, you know that some of the girls here are pretty easy... if you know what I mean." Abi knew that there was little ambiguity in what she said but her smooth exterior had been somewhat cracked.

"er... Oh.. OK"

He had a worried, nervous expression on his face. At least he has stopped trying to leave...

"These girls would do anything for someone like you James. Anything at all." Abi let the thought hang, hoping that his imagination would do the work that she so desperately did not want to do.

"Um... Like what?" Abi's heart sunk like a stone. He was calling her bluff. She knew what she was being forced into. Not again... Laura's fault – again! Please... Not again!!

"Sign and you will find out. You can meet some of these girls..." Abi sounded hopeful and she thought he must have picked up on it.

"er... I think I want to go into this with my eyes open." Game over... resigned Abi.

Abi looked him in the eye. He still looked nervous – even scared. She slowly dropped to her knees. Why does it always seem to come to this... Abi reached up and undid his zip which made James swallow loudly. She slid her hand inside in the hole in his trousers and found him semi-erect. He twitched slightly when her hand made contact against his bare flesh. Abi pulled his cock out and began to softly massage it in her hand – rubbing her thumb on the underside and pressing her finger tips on the top side alternately. James hadn't lost his nervousness but his face gave the impression that he could scarcely believe what was happening.

James' cock was rapidly stiffening under Abi's attentions. Abi was not surprised to find that it was of average length – maybe a little under. It was however of little girth. You might be a big guy in this world but you're never going to make a woman scream... That gave Abi a tiny jolt of satisfaction.

Abi gently gripped his cock in her palm and wrapped her fingers around it. She started stroking it – pulling back and forth over and over again. He was fully hard now starting to breathe heavily. Abi straightened her body to get comfortable, raising her head to the same level as his groin. James' eyes widened when his imagination assumed what Abi was reluctant on doing.
Well, he wants that pretty badly... Abi knew she had found some leverage ground. She kept straight and made her mouth the same level as his cock. She carried on stroking it and looked straight into his eyes. The end of his rod was barely two inches away from her lips.

"If you sign, I'll do it." Abi didn't need to say what she would do.

James smiled and pulled the contract out from the inside of his jacket. It was folded into thirds with the part that needed signing showing. He pulled a pen out from the opposite pocket, supported the contract in the palm of his hand and then Abi heard a scribbling sound. He calmly replaced the pen and revolved the contract so Abi could see what he had written.

Signed: J. Black

Abi breathed a sigh of relief and felt James' dick twitch from the expulsion of air from her mouth. It's done... Now, I just have to do my bit... James threw the contract onto the table.

"Thank you." Abi couldn't help but ask. "Have you ever had a blow-"

"-Never. No." He swallowed nervously. Abi felt a little privileged in an odd sort of way. Still I would really rather not...

She smiled what she hoped was reassuringly. She took a deep breath and opened her mouth. At least if he is a BJ virgin I won't have to do all the bells and whistles. Abi had physically recovered from the ordeal with Jason but she had no intention of repeating the experience.

Abi closed the few inch gap and took half of his length in one go. She licked her lips with him inside of her mouth and immediately a low moan came from James. She slid him almost all of the way out of her mouth and then just put the head back into her mouth. She sucked on it hard, forming little caverns in her cheeks. She searched for his eyes again whilst she rolled the head of his penis in her mouth using her tongue. The taste of James' precum was strong on her tongue. Fortunate I kind of like the taste seeing how this is the third different guy to get a blowjob from me in four days...

Abi started to flick her tongue in and out of her mouth and over under his cock. That was one of things that Jason used to like and it worked similarly here. James grunted softly. Abi thought that most guys by now would have gripped her hair or be holding her head but James' arms hadn't moved from his side. I have never seen a man so awkward in my life... thought Abi absently.

Abi thought that James would be more than impressed with a little bit of tongue work that she had been applying and began to take long, deep slides on his cock. She started with the tiniest part of the tip in her mouth and then pushed into all the way in until just before the gag point. Abi didn't want to go any further than that since Jason. Over and over again her lips slithered up and down James' swollen member. She focussed her attentions on the smooth, quick movements. Just hurry up! All the feelings of being used, being like a cheap prostitute, being easy, started to come back with a vengeance.

A few minutes went by with only the wet sound of Abi's lips sliding up and down James' shift breaking the silence. Abi's lips were starting to numb, with a quick flick of the tongue, she slid him out of her mouth and looked up at him. She resumed stroking his cock but did so with more vigour and lubrication than before.

"How's your first BJ?" Abi asked teasingly. The numbness of Abi's lips made some of the letters hard to form. Just a second and then I have to get back to it. Abi remembered being in a similar situation with Mr Strachan and losing her momentum then. I have barely started yet... she thought bitterly.

"er... Good!" James' voice had taken a higher tone. Abi licked her lips to help restore some rapidly returning feeling. She took was still stroking James firmly and quickly. Abi opened her mouth, ready to inhale his cock once more.

Suddenly, James' cock pulsed in her hand.

"Oh-my-God!" he gasped softly. Abi looked at his face. His eyes were closed and he had tilted his head back. Abi felt a warm, thick splash on her chest which told her what she needed to know. Wow! That was quick... Abi could hardly believe her luck. He needs to learn to pace himself if he is going to get the most out of his new job... Abi felt another splash land on her breast and inwardly groaned as she felt dampness on her blouse. She slowed her stroking down until his cock stopped pulsing.

Abi let go of his cock and looked down. She couldn't believe that such a diminutive cock could put out so much thick, white cum. The first splash was sliding down her cleavage and was beginning to form a warm pool between her breasts. The second she wiped off her breast before it stained her blouse. However, there was little she could do about the rest of it. The material on her breasts was stained intermittently darker, making the material go faintly translucent in places. Some had come off her breasts onto the material on her stomach and onto herl skirt. Abi tried to rub the cum from her skirt but only proceeded to widen the whiter patch. Thank goodness it's home time – at least I can change...

Abi did the best she could do hide disguise James' cum but she knew it didn't look great. Par for the course when you do what I just did... she thought bitterly. She rose to her feet as gracefully as she could, given the circumstances. James had put himself away whilst Abi was dealing with his cum. He looked a little flushed and pale all at the same time. There was a pause as James looked at Abi uncertainly.

"T-t-thank you..." He stammered.

"You're welcome" lied Abi. "Looks like we will be seeing more of each other."

"Er... Yeah!" James seemed brightened by this. Abi thought that she might have won an admirer. "So er.. Thanks again..." He turned to leave.

Abi suddenly had a burning desire to ask him a question.

"James?"

"Yeah?" He seemed keen to leave.

"How did Laura know who you were? When she knocked on the door earlier..."

"Who is Laura?" His eyes wouldn't meet Abi's searching gaze. Abi was pleased that she still seemed to be in control, despite having been on her knees blowing him barely 2 minutes ago.

"Don't play games with me." Abi took a mockingly sharp tone and smiled reassuringly. Tell me...

There was a pause. Looks like he is having a loyalty crisis...

"She spoke to me this morning. Before the tour started. She said that you might come and see me later. She that I couldn't trust you. She said that you were a scheming-" He stopped abruptly. "She said that you were scheming..." finished James weakly.

That bitch! Clearly she feels threatened... Good! She thinks she is one step ahead of me... Pah!!

"Why did you agree to sign then?" Abi was trying to put all the pieces together in her mind.

"Simply because some of the stuff you were saying was true. I have a feeling I could do well here." Abi wasn't sure whether he meant professionally or sexually. Perhaps both...

"Do you trust me now?" Not that it matters.

James seemed to recoil a little. "Um..." There was a pause that spoke volumes. Abi understood – it wasn't like the agreement they had engaged in was exactly above board. James seemed to feel the need to defend his silent decision. "But she said that I could see her naked if I went the day without doing anything you said! So..." He seemed desperate not to offend Abi. His voice had risen a little out of desperation. Looks like Laura is being more sly than I am!

Abi understood. Both her and Laura had used underhand tactics but Abi offered both a viable professional plan and a more significant short term sexual gratification for the young man. I guess it kind of makes sense to go with me in a weird sort of way. I bet he can't believe the crazy world he is getting into! Abi gave him a nod and a smile to show that she understood and that no offence was taken. He seemed to carry himself a little straighter in relief.

James turned to leave again. Abi let him go but said to his back.

"Laura doesn't need to know everything you know..." She smiled.

He looked back at her and she was surprised to see him copy her faintly malicious grin.

"Oh, I know." Abi realised that he perhaps was not as socially disconnected as his demeanour suggested. James strode off just as awkwardly as he had arrived. You know, I actually kind of like him... Abi waited in the little meeting room, deep in thought about the next part of the plan. Lucky him – now he gets to see Laura naked too. God I hate her...Despite her burning fury for the woman, Abi couldn't help but smile at the thought that she had won this battle.

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Abi was desperate to get back home. My hotel room... she reminded herself. I really should sort that out soon... Her victory had left her feeling cheap and unclean. She had one last thing to do before she could leave. With a certain amount of skip in her step, Abi went to the lift and punched in Level 18 – Mr Strachan's floor. She felt the lift surge and was grateful that the doors hadn't waited for a latecomer who was similarly desperate to go home. Abi mentally prepared for the meeting with Mr Strachan – she wasn't sure why she felt the need to but she always did. Meeting Mr Strachan seemed to simply require serenity and preparation or he would swallow you whole. I hope he fulfilled his part of the bargain. Mr Strachan seemed so genuine when they had arranged the deal that she hadn't really thought about whether he would deceive her until now. What can I do if he has?? What do I do if he hasn't? Abi smoothed her clothes and forced herself not to look in the mirror. This is just a conversation – nothing more. Abi realised that this was the first time she had come to Mr Strachan's office where neither he nor her had any extra intentions beside conversation. I hope... That thought made her feel somewhat sinful and a little resentful.

The lift door delicately sounded her arrival and Abi walked calmly to Kelly's desk. Abi tried to force her mind to be empty. Kelly was possibly the most detached and distant woman she had ever met. She thought that men must have found her attractive if it wasn't for the fact she was so cool to people in general. Abi inwardly wondered if she lived behind that desk.

"Good evening Abi. Looks like you have had a busy day." Her eyes were appraising Abi's vaguely white, not-quite-dry marks on her skirt and blouse. Abi blushed furiously. I knew I should have looked in that lift mirror! Abi's few run-ins with Kelly had never revealed how involved she was with Mr Strachan and his "perk" system. All that Abi had worked out was that she seemed very loyal to him.

Abi ignored her observational remark. "I am here to see Mr Strachan."

"Do you have an appointment?" Her voice sounded like a pre-recording. So does mine... thought Abi.

"No but I can wait." It was hard not to emulate Kelly's professionalism when you were with her.

"OK. One moment." Kelly began the same routine of Abi's previous visit. After a short and what seemed to Abi, somewhat one-sided telephone call, Abi was gliding through Mr Strachan's large office doors with a smart "Please, go straight through" at her heels.

Mr Strachan was sitting at his desk and was facing Abi. Abi could not decide whether or not she liked him. Feeling like she wanted to kill him after the first arrangement seemed like a long time ago. Then again, it's not like I have forgotten about it... thought Abi bitterly. He had however, helped her and never forced her into anything. Laura may have forced her hands at time but at least Mr Strachan, though a little devious had always given her a choice. Nearly always...thought Abi, remembering the incident with the camera. He's hardly an angel...

"Good evening Abi." His voice seemed like deep, old, hardened ice.

"Mr Strachan." Abi was still in Kelly-mode. She stood next to the chair, hoping to imply that she wanted the visit to be a short one. I don't want any more schemes – just this job...

"Successful day?"

Abi pulled the contract out of a small pocked in her skirt. It was a little crumpled but Mr Strachan's eyes lit up. She threw it on his desk.

"Very, thank you."

Mr Strachan took the papers and unfolded them. He smiled widely and looked up at Abi like a father dotes upon a somewhat devious child who had achieved unexpectedly well.

"I am very impressed Abi. This is excellent work. Did you have to-"

Abi cut him off. "-I did." Abi wanted as few people as possible to know the lengths that she had to go to get that contract signed. "Was your day as successful?"

Mr Strachan could not school out some of the surprise on his face. Abi wondered if he had imagined her being able to do what she had achieved. Perhaps he was surprised about James Black taking a sexual bribe.

"Yes and No."

Abi's heart began to sink. Not again... I will not give another guy a blowjob for nothing – again! Abi raised an eyebrow at him, trying to appear calm.

He continued. "The idea was popular amongst the other managers. However, the salary is high and you must remember that each department guards their funds somewhat strongly."

"So..." Abi knew she sounded a little rude but she was desperate to hear the decision.

"Well there are four of us that make the decision. Myself, Mr Gilroy, Mr Lovegood and Mr Kirtman." You should be familiar with the latter two."

Abi's heart continued its sinking. Mr Lovegood and Mr Kirtman were in on Mr Strachan's perk system. Laura had given them both a blowjob to secure their support to get her promotion. At my expense!

"We must reach a majority verdict Abi. I, of course, support your promotion. Mr Gilroy however is fervently against it."

Abi had spoken to Mr Gilroy a few times. He always seemed nice.

"Why?" Abi felt almost a little hurt.

"Mr Gilroy is... a very straight man. He will always do the right thing, stick to the plan and see out initiatives – regardless of the cost. It is nothing personal. He simply believes that budgets should be kept to."

"Is he persuadable?"

"Absolutely not. It would be wise to steer clear of him Abi. He is a man who is so intent on doing the right thing, he would not realise that he is damaging something good in order to fulfil his "moral" urges." Mr Strachan seemed a little contemptuous of him. Sounds like they are total opposites... "If he even begins to suspect anything, the game is up."

"OK, I get it. What about the other two?"

"They could see the benefit and wanted some "time to decide"." Mr Strachan's emphasis this time did not betray contempt but almost admiration. Why do I get the impression that Lovegood and Kirtman are like... Mr Strachan's apprentices... It seemed on odd thought that Mr Strachan would do such a thing but then Abi did not pretend to understand Mr Strachan's intricate mind.

Abi understood what they were waiting for. A visit from her. It always seems to come down to me having to put out to get anything round here... She hated how she was coming to accept it so easily.

"How long do they have to decide?"

"One day. We will conclude the matter tomorrow at 5PM. You should realise that professionally speaking, your promotion would work in their favour. They are junior managers to me but are equally responsible for areas of corporate investment. You may not have to persuade them if you don't want to."

"They refused last time..." Abi couldn't keep the bitterness from her voice.

"Only because they were in a win-win situation. This time they could lose out."

"So you are saying I don't have to do anything for them?" Abi felt a gush of gratitude to him for pointing this out. She knew he didn't have to. She decided she did like him after all. He was like a kindly uncle with a dark history.

"I am saying that this time you have a choice. If you do entertain them, all boxes will be ticked and I cannot imagine them saying no. However, there is a good chance they would say yes anyway. I will leave the decision in your capable hands. "

There was a pause. I'll make that decision later...

"Thank you Mr Strachan." Abi meant it.

"Thank you Abi."

Abi maintained her serenity as best she could. She was thankful that Mr Strachan either hadn't noticed or hadn't commented on the marks on her clothes. Abi's trip back to the lift was only interrupted by a grunt of appreciation to Kelly. Abi couldn't help but be a little disappointed about not having everything sorted by now. Still, I am so close. I think it was even worth blowing James for this. I just wish I had it as easy as Laura did... Abi tried to forget that Laura had had to get on her knees for three different men rather than Abi's one.

Abi chewed the decision she had to make, all the way back to the hotel. I could risk it... I wouldn't have to whore myself again... Abi felt the little seed of dignity begin to grow again at that thought. I'm so tired of feeling ashamed of myself... I am better than this and I should be able to get this damn job on my own – without me have to dress like Laura, put dicks in my mouth or getting cum on my clothes! Abi was working herself up at the sheer insanity of it all. How would I feel if my gamble didn't pay off though? Abi knew how she would feel. She would feel like she did when Jason split with her so cruelly. She never wanted to feel like that again. Maybe... If they think that what I did for Mr Strachan was a one off they would support me on my professional performance. Abi tried to think if they had any reason to believe that that was not the case. She searched her mind back to the previous week, back to when she was told the outcome of the first interview...

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Mr Strachan smiled broadly, "Congratulation's Laura!"

Abi felt numb. She must have misheard.

"Mr Strachan – wha-?"

"I'm sorry Abi. You were, in my opinion much more... obedient. Not to mention offering a much wider range of entertainment." Abi flushed. "However, Laura has the good sense to take a hint and offered her... services to both of my advisors. I voted for you but they both voted for Laura." Abi felt cold. "Amazing what a well placed blowjob can do for your career, isn't it Laura?" Mr Strachan said sweetly.

Abi looked at Laura venomously. Laura hardly looked embarrassed. She noticed Mr Lovegood and Mr Kirtman looking at Laura lustfully. I did all of that for Mr Strachan and lost. Abi remembered the handjob, the blowjob, the deepthroating, the screwing, the creampie, the fingering, the clit rubbing, the cum swallowing, the shame, the hate. She felt used and useless. She had been discarded because she didn't think to sink to her knees for three guys. Abi felt like she knew what prostitutes felt like when the client didn't pay.

"Until next time, Abi", said Mr Strachan with an air of closure. There will be a next time... she realised. She hated what she had to do, but not as much as she hated Laura and Mr Strachan. Not as much as she wanted the job. The ice had been broken.

"Until next time, Mr Strachan." She flashed her teeth at him in what she hoped was a smile. After a slight pause she added. "Mr Lovegood. Mr Kirtman." and offered them a barely perceptible wink. Abi saw from their expressions that they had noticed it.

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The wink!!! Abi wanted to scream. Why did I do that? Stupid heat of the stupid moment! Now they will think that I do that sort of thing all the time! No wonder they are waiting the extra day – they must think that I can't wait to let them screw me. Abi was grinding her teeth at her own stupidity. She thought that was being clever at the time. Abi spent the evening thinking of ways she could get out of it. She realised that she had a choice – not dissimilar to the predicament with James. She either had to charm them or give them what they wanted. Either way, she would have to visit them. Trying not to think of how the similar situation with James ended with her having her mouth filled with cock, she fell asleep in tears – the day's earlier victory almost lost to a frustration of her own doing.