“What does your job involve Jamie?” I asked.
“I work as a sales rep, that is, I meet with clients, determine what their needs are, offer them a NWO solution to satisfy their needs and then I do whatever it takes to close the sale.”
That sounds exciting, but I don’t have any outside sales experience,” I said.
“Trust me when I saw your file come across my desk yesterday afternoon as a potential new hire, I claimed you as my mentee. You have everything you need to succeed in this business,” she replied.
I blushed and asked, “What file?”
“When you agreed to the interview with Abby and she scanned your fingerprint our special search algorithm began compiling a profile of you. It gathered stuff from your Social Media accounts, your high school transcripts, your medical records and basically anything that is out there in the public record about you. BTW, those were some great shots of you in your White Bikini. I wish my body still looked like yours.”
I blushed again and made a mental note to set my Facebook postings to private.
“You see what I like about you is your sincerity. You blush and get embarrassed when someone compliments you. That conveys a sincerity that can’t be taught in any training,” she said.
The elevator opened up on a parking level and there was a limo there ready to pick us up. The driver made sure we got in and closed the door. We went to some fancy restaurant and had lunch. I had wine, even though I was under age.
She asked, “What do you want to know about NWO?”
“Why are they interested in an eighteen year old girl like me with no experience and no training?”
“You are a blank slate. They feel like they can mold you into what they need you to be. Plus physically you’re a knock out: you are petite, you have natural blonde hair, big green eyes and an amazing complexion.”
“Why are you interested in having me in sales?”
“What I see is someone that could close a lot of sales.”
“What are some of the different positions available to me at NWO?”
“I will start off with what I see openings in. I will start with the least desirable to the most desirable.”
The Clerical Pool – Basically the girls that work in this position are here because the company decided they couldn’t mold them into what they wanted. In some cases the girls didn’t want to be molded. Some of the girls are waiting for someone to pick them as a PA. Other than becoming a PA there is very little room for advancement. The salary is the base 40k a year with a $1-5k bonus a year. There is nothing wrong with working one of these jobs. The girls you saw sitting in the cubicles on the 51st floor are in this pool. You would work 40-50 hours a week with all the rules and requirements of any clerical job. You get two weeks off a year and so many sick days. If you run afoul of the rules you will be fired. All in all not a bad “job” in modern America and a perfectly respectable way to earn a living.
A Personal Assistant – Here you end up being a PA to an executive, a star programmer, designer or some other type of content producer. Basically, to put it bluntly your job is being their bitch. You get paid forty plus around another 40k to $100k a year in bonuses, but you are expected to be at their beck and call 24-7. And sort of unsaid is they expect you to fuck them. If you don’t fuck them you won’t be their PA for very long. So if some horny geeky programmer, you are working for is pulling an all night coding session calls you at 2am because he wants some Mt. Dew, you get in your car, go get him some Mt. Dew and bring it to him. Then, once you get there if he wants a blow job you give him a blow job. Hey, I said I’d be honest.
A Human Resource Recruiter – This is probably the closest thing to sales only in this instance, instead of selling services you would be recruiting top programmers, designers and other talent to work here. Just like in sales you would have to be willing to do what it takes to close the deal. All in all not a bad job the pay could be up to a few hundred thousand a year with bonuses and you get to travel and entertain on an expense account. You would enjoy a lot of freedom as far as hours go and you wouldn’t have to be at anyone’s beck and call.
Sales – Personally this is where I think you fit in best and this would be the most lucrative position in terms of pay. You get the base 40k like everyone else, but you get a % of the profit on any contract you sign. I made 3.5 million dollars last year. Your first couple of years you would be working alongside me while I train you. I would expect that you would make a couple hundred thousand a year these first couple of years. You can retire at 35 if you start at 18. Like all the other fields you would get some classroom training where they teach you about some of the technical aspects of what type of services we sell, but then you would be out in the field with me traveling and closing deals. You would have a company car and an expense account. You would get to travel all over the US. and regularly go to other parts of the world.
“Wow,” I said as that was a lot to take in. Even if all I got was a clerical pool position it would be better than anything else I thought. Although I was thinking being a PA and a personal bitch to some geek didn’t sound really appealing. I finally asked, “Well you make the sales job sound so exciting what is the main downside of the position?”
She replied, “It was one of the first things I told you in that you have to be willing to do whatever it takes to close the sale.” She smiled and winked at me.
I was getting the idea that “whatever it takes” meant I had to be willing to fuck the customers or suck their cocks, but I didn’t say anything.
Finally, I asked near the end of lunch, “What do you think my chances of getting hired here are?”
“For any position other than the clerical pool you express an interest in I’d say 100%. The clerical pool is mainly for girls that wash out of the other programs, get into a relationship or are no longer are willing to do what it takes to satisfy their master in the case of a PA, close deals or hire the top recruits. It is not realistic to think there are any starting out positions there. These are washout or waiting positions.”
We went shopping and she bought me everything clothing, bras, panties and bikinis. I felt like Cinderella and that Jamie was my Fairy Godmother. There was one awkward moment when we both tried on bikinis and we were in the same dressing room. She just started undressing in front of me. Her tits were exquisite and I suspected enhanced. She caught me staring and said, “Would you like to touch them?”
I turned red-faced and looked away as she picked up my hands and put them on her breasts. They felt very different than mine, but not in a bad way. I started getting wet and had to force myself to take my hands off of them before I made a mess of my panties.
“I have implants, when you start to get older you start to sag. You can go with the sagging or get implants. I went with the implants now let me see yours?”
I undid my bra and as my breasts came out, she very sensually touched them and ended up rubbing my nipples hard. She smiled and winked at me and said, “You can never go wrong with natural ones when they look like these.”
Oh well, I said to myself, knowing my panties were a lost cause now. After we finished our shopping trip we stopped by my place and I picked up a few personal effects. We didn’t stay long because my mom was at work. I left her a note. In it, I told her I loved her. We headed towards Jamie’s lavish place in the burbs. When we got there she poured me some wine and then she gave me the grand tour. Her home was about 3,200 square feet, had a large master suite with an awesome shower that had four shower heads. It was obviously built for a group. She also had a pool, a hot tub and a workout room. In short, there was everything in this home that you would expect in a home of a single person that made several million dollars a year to have. She poured me some more wine. She said well I guess we need to wash your new underwear and night cloths so you have something to wear. I am going to order diner, we can watch a movie while we are waiting for your new stuff to wash and dry.
The delivery boy dropped off our food. She started streaming some horror movie and said, “Here, sit close to me, I won’t watch these unless someone else is here I get too scared.”
I replied, “Oh, I wanted to see that one.” I moved up close to her. The wine kept flowing. By the time the movie was over my head was resting on her chest and she was stroking my hair. I felt very close to her.
“So, I read on your application you were bi-curious most people aren’t honest on that one what did you mean by that?”
“I have had different boys, I have been in love with and had sex with, but I was in love with a girl once. She was my best friend and one night we were talking about stuff we did with our boyfriends, one thing led to another and I ended up going down on her. We were comparing our stuff and she pushed my head down all of the sudden when I was looking at her stuff so I just started giving her head. She seemed to enjoy it at the time. She even said don’t stop and she came several times, but almost immediately after she had sort of a disgusted look on her face, and she left. The next Monday at school, she said she didn’t want to be my friend or talk to me anymore.”
“Oh my, that is horrible how long did you know this girl?”
“She was my best friend from the time we were in the 6th grade up until we were Seniors.” I haven’t seen her since we graduated Peyton was her name.” I said as a tear ran out of my eye and I started to sniffle.
“Don’t cry Lisa I am sorry she hurt you, but it sounds to me like she just wasn’t confident enough in her own sexuality to know what she wanted. She obliviously liked what you were doing to her. How about we get showers? I’ll go first and then you can.”
She led me to her bedroom. “Here just have a seat on my bed till I finish if you want.” She went in the bathroom with the big shower and she didn’t close the door all the way. I suspected it was an invitation. I let a couple of minutes pass before I walked into her bathroom and she was standing facing the vanity mirror nude. She turned around, smiled at me, pulled me close and kissed me.
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