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The Love Of Money - Episode 88
27-07-25 (16:36)
"To be honest, I'm pretty boring, sir. I'm an only child
and come from a small family. I suck at relationships
and don't have a lot of interest in them. I don't have
any hobbies besides training. When I'm not on duty, I
like to keep up with world politics. That being the case,
I am available twenty-four hours a day, seven days a
week as needed."
"Gotcha," I said. I glanced over at Erin, who was texting
on her phone and giving me nothing to work with.
"Alright, John," I said as I stood up. "I appreciate you
coming in here today. My assistant will be in touch
within twenty-four hours to notify you of the status of
the opening." I held out my hand. He stood and clasped
it, his grip exactly the right amount of pressure to let
me know he was strong, without being overbearing.
"I look forward to hearing from you, sir."
He picked up his briefcase and looked at Erin. "Ma'am."
Then he left without another word.
Erin was still texting.
"Well?"
Erin looked up from her phone, "Well?"
"John?"
"Oh," She said, then looked back down at her phone,
"He's fine"
"Fine? Have you seen this resume?"
"I did," Erin said without looking up from her phone. I
picked him out.
"Yet, you don't seem terribly impressed with him."
"No," she said, "He's Impressive, alright. I just think he's
missing something."
"Why can't we just go with a firm?" I asked. "You said
earlier that I would need a bunch of security. Why am
interviewing individuals?"
"Because," Erin said as she went back to typing on her
phone. "We're looking for that one person who's good
as a personal bodyguard, but also clicks with you
enough that you feel bodyguard, but also clicks with
you enough that you feel comfortable to have them
around all the time. We need someone who gets to
know you well enough to anticipate your needs, fulfill
bodyguard duties, and be proactive without getting
underfoot." She looked up and gave me a smug smile,
"Someone like me, but who knows how to shoot a
gun."
"I don't need another you. One of you is more than
enough."
She stared at me for several seconds in complete
silence, then slowly removed her glasses to give me
the full force of her liquid brown eyes. She stepped
toward me, her smug expression dropping into a
soberer one as her eyes began to smolder. "Are you
sure about that? Just imagine two of me working for
you..... catering to your every whim." Closing the
distance between us, she ran one hand up my chest,
looking up at me through long, heavy lashes. "Can you
picture it? Lying down on a bed while twin Erins kiss
each other.. your hands roaming all over our bodies?"
I could imagine exactly that, and some of the activities
from the previous night replayed in my head, only
duplicate versions of Erin instead of one. I could feel
myself getting turned on, and the last thing I wanted
was to interview a bunch of ex-military guys while
trying to covertly adjust a hard-on.
"Who were you texting?" I asked, trying to change the
subject.
Not to be dissuaded, Erin traced a black-painted
fingernail along the curvature of my neck and up
behind my ear. She gave me a knowing little smile and
whispered, "You know, I have a sister."
Holy. Shit.
Then she stepped back, her seductress routine
immediately replaced with professional Erin who
donned her glasses once more and continued as if
nothing happened.
"If you're interested in possibly cutting this process
short, Vikram may have found the next candidate for
you to interview. He said he knows we have several
others, but this may be the winner. Want to give it a
shot?"
"Oh my god, Erin!"
She looked up from her phone as if she had no idea
what the problem could be. "What?"
"You can't do that! I'm about to do another interview
and now look at me!" I gestured to the obvious lump in
my pants.
Erin flashed me a delighted grin and nodded her head.
"Hell yeah! I did that."
"I hope you're happy! I'm going to be like a dog in heat
for the entire interview!"
She adopted an overly innocent, schoolgirl-like
expression, her brown eyes big and watery. "I'm so
sorry, sir. How can I make it up to you?"
"I can think of a few ways," I growled.
Her expression melted into another grin, "I hold you to
it. After you choose a bodyguard."
I sighed and did my best to tamp down the burning
embers of my libido. "Alright... but it can't get more
impressive than John."
"Which John?"
"Either one," I said.
Erin shrugged, "It's ultimately your call. I feel like we've
done a pretty good job of narrowing things down for
you, so I'm sure any of then will do, but if Vikram has
found 'the one'..." she gestured a universal sign for 'you
draw the conclusion.
"Alright, but this guy will probably mind his own
business, so I'm probably going with him," I said and
pointed to the resume still sitting on the arm of the
couch
"Don't be too hasty." Erin said. "You made a quick
decision about the first whore you interviewed. She
almost got my job."
"Helen told you about that?"
Erin shook her head in mock disgust. "I can't believe
you almost hired Barely-Sentient Barbie to be your PA."
"She spoke five languages!"
Erin shook her head again, "Basically a blow-up doll."
I dropped back on the couch, not in the mood to do
another interview. I wanted to lock the door and sink
my dick into Erin again, but if Vikram and Erin thought
should still keep going.... 27-07-25 (16:36)
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