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Kyle's Interview
“Mr. Matthews…?” The secretary called.
“Right here.” Kyle got to his feet and smoothed his suit. He had made multiple trips to the bathroom to make sure he looked good, popped a Listerine breath strip and adjusted his suit. He was a good looking guy, he knew that even with plain brown hair and deep hazel eyes, but good looks didn’t get you the job.
He looked around for a moment. Damn, he was the last one, and that thought unsettled him. He had hoped he would have been one of the first ones to get in, getting the chance to use his charm and credentials to woo whoever was going to interview him.
“Mr. Sellers is ready to see you now.” She announced holding the door open for him.
He bid her thanks and stepped in.
He was so completely wowed by the office that he stopped in his tracks as the door clicked behind him. He’d never seen an office filled with such personality! There were strange cultural masks lining the walls, their bulbous eyes and lips reaching out at him. Vicious looking spears and other weaponry was stacked in display cases along with old black and white photographs depicting explorers mingling with African tribes occupying every available space.
“Ah, Mr. Matthews. Do come in.”
Kyle got with the program and reattached his jaw to his skull. He put on his best charming smile, “Mr. Sellers, nice to meet you.”
The man got out from behind his desk and they shook hands. Damn, the man’s palm was oddly soft which meant he didn’t do hard work. Hell, he probably got manicures to pass the time.
“Please, have a seat.” He said and smiled, those generous lips pulling up softly.
Kyle couldn’t help but to squirm in his pants, a hint of arousal nipping at him.
Well, that was certainly a surprise. Kyle hadn’t expected what was in front of him, much less be enticed by it. Mr. Sellers was an older man, in his late forties, but his face had a youthful glow about it that made him seem much younger. He had short cropped salt and pepper hair and matching light gray eyes that twinkled in the light like stars against a twilight sky. And he had a good body, too. The black suit hugging broad shoulders and a tapered waist.
Damn, he was a silver fox!
“Right here.” Kyle got to his feet and smoothed his suit. He had made multiple trips to the bathroom to make sure he looked good, popped a Listerine breath strip and adjusted his suit. He was a good looking guy, he knew that even with plain brown hair and deep hazel eyes, but good looks didn’t get you the job.
He looked around for a moment. Damn, he was the last one, and that thought unsettled him. He had hoped he would have been one of the first ones to get in, getting the chance to use his charm and credentials to woo whoever was going to interview him.
“Mr. Sellers is ready to see you now.” She announced holding the door open for him.
He bid her thanks and stepped in.
He was so completely wowed by the office that he stopped in his tracks as the door clicked behind him. He’d never seen an office filled with such personality! There were strange cultural masks lining the walls, their bulbous eyes and lips reaching out at him. Vicious looking spears and other weaponry was stacked in display cases along with old black and white photographs depicting explorers mingling with African tribes occupying every available space.
“Ah, Mr. Matthews. Do come in.”
Kyle got with the program and reattached his jaw to his skull. He put on his best charming smile, “Mr. Sellers, nice to meet you.”
The man got out from behind his desk and they shook hands. Damn, the man’s palm was oddly soft which meant he didn’t do hard work. Hell, he probably got manicures to pass the time.
“Please, have a seat.” He said and smiled, those generous lips pulling up softly.
Kyle couldn’t help but to squirm in his pants, a hint of arousal nipping at him.
Well, that was certainly a surprise. Kyle hadn’t expected what was in front of him, much less be enticed by it. Mr. Sellers was an older man, in his late forties, but his face had a youthful glow about it that made him seem much younger. He had short cropped salt and pepper hair and matching light gray eyes that twinkled in the light like stars against a twilight sky. And he had a good body, too. The black suit hugging broad shoulders and a tapered waist.
Damn, he was a silver fox!
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First published March 9, 2011
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Lupa Garneau
22 books13 followersLupa Garneau is a Romance and Erotic Fiction author. She lives in Chi-town, home of the best music scene on the planet.
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August 22, 2011
Not much here - basically one hot scene between a job candidate and his interviewer. Definitely an erotic fantasy.
May 20, 2014
A steamy May/December short story. Recent graduate Kyle is blindsided by lust for the man interviewing him for a job he desperately wants—a man around twenty years his senior. Mr. Sellers is the company higher-up with sole power over which applicant will be hired, and an appreciation for hot young men. Needless to say, Kyle's job interview heats up quickly.
I enjoyed this story. Others should note, however, that an element of dub-con is inexplicably tied to the story's premise and sex scene.
Although the author is careful to address this in the story so readers know everything is 100% consensual, some may find the scenario triggering by definition.
I enjoyed this story. Others should note, however, that an element of dub-con is inexplicably tied to the story's premise and sex scene.
Although the author is careful to address this in the story so readers know everything is 100% consensual, some may find the scenario triggering by definition.
January 5, 2022
rating: 6
Heel eerlijk gezegd weet ik niet eens wanneer ik aan dit boekje ben begonnen. Het ene moment was ik een beetje door Goodreads aan het scrollen en het andere moment had ik dit boek uit. Het was een quick read, dat zeker. Misschien was het verhaal ook wel een beetje gehaast. Dit was niet een heel groot drama, maar ik heb het idee dat er daardoor heel veel miste om echt diepgang te krijgen aan het verhaal. Het was niet het beste boekje in deze categorie, maar zeker ook niet de slechtste. Het kan zeker beter, maar ook slechter. Vermakelijk, dat is misschien wel een goede beschrijving.
Heel eerlijk gezegd weet ik niet eens wanneer ik aan dit boekje ben begonnen. Het ene moment was ik een beetje door Goodreads aan het scrollen en het andere moment had ik dit boek uit. Het was een quick read, dat zeker. Misschien was het verhaal ook wel een beetje gehaast. Dit was niet een heel groot drama, maar ik heb het idee dat er daardoor heel veel miste om echt diepgang te krijgen aan het verhaal. Het was niet het beste boekje in deze categorie, maar zeker ook niet de slechtste. Het kan zeker beter, maar ook slechter. Vermakelijk, dat is misschien wel een goede beschrijving.
September 7, 2011
Not a bad story for what it was, though it ended too soon. As most stories like this do.
October 3, 2011
Two words - Sexual Harrassment
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