“A-are you…are you sure..?” I stammered, taken a little aback at how assertive Melissa was be
“A-are you…are you sure..?” I stammered, taken a little aback at how assertive Melissa was being with this.It had been only a week, a week since Melissa had started with us as our new Office Manager, and already one of my staff - one of the girls who answer the phones, does my appointment scheduling - had quit…for sure because of my hiring of Melissa. And here she was, insisting she could handle making the new hire. Obviously she wasn’t ready.“Of course I’m sure, this is my job, right?” Melissa answered with an enthusiastic smile, sitting on the counter in the breakroom where I’d told her the news, again with more confidence that I was used to from her.“Uh, s-sure..” I admitted, “"but, really, you just started…I can do th-”“Well of course you can!” she countered indulgently, pacifying me with a beatific smile, a glimmer in her eye as she reached out to straighten my tie, “but now you don’t have to. You have me, right?”“Uhhh…y-yeah?” I agreed, hearing my voice catch, realizing how she was playing with me. “Let me do this, let me do the hard work,” she offered, still fussing with my collar, “I don’t mind.”jesus the swell of those breasts in that sweater…“Alright, well, okay,” I conceded as she sat back again, looking down at the folder I had in my hand, the stuff Jeannette used when she needed to make a hire. I offered it to Melissa. “Here, you’ll want this…bunch of stuff. It’s the copy, the wording we use, for Indeed and whatev-”“Thank uuuuu…” she cooed, smiling mischievously, as if there was some little joke between us…one that I wasn’t quite aware of. “Anything else…boss?” -- source link
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