I put all my clothes back on before I went. As I walked out, I couldn't help noticing Phil's receptionist. She was gorgeous, a tall blonde girl with her hair pulled up in a bun on the top of her head; she looked very businesslike but I could tell from her bright eyes that she had her wild side. I noticed her when I came in earlier. All the time I'd sat there waiting for Phil, she'd kept glancing at me flirtatiously and making me squirm uncomfortably, my eyes roving over her body. Her face was perfect – like skin blushed naturally deep red, with lovely features that fascinated me. She wore a businesslike suit with a wool jacket and skirt, but the jacket fit tightly over a stretched sweater which displayed her large breasts nicely, and her skirt was very short for a secretary – barely decent, in fact. Miniskirts weren't fashionable in the office anymore, but Beauty was different. I could see as she leaned over the copy machine that she had gorgeous legs. The skirt stretched down over her buttocks, she had one of the most beautiful asses I've ever seen. And when she glanced up at me, her smile was friendly and sexy. She wore glasses, but they didn't take away from her luscious, bright blue eyes. I saw that she wore a name tag; her name was Stephanie.
«Hi there,» she said. «Can I help you with anything?» Her voice was deep and husky, incredibly sexy. She couldn't keep herself from smirking knowingly as she glanced back at Phil's office. She winked at me.
I smiled back, flirting as best I could in my just-fucked state. «I'm looking for studio 12. Phil said you would be … helpful.»
«I try to be helpful,» she laughed lightly. «Studio 12? I'd be glad to take you there.»
«That'd be great.»
«Follow me – what was your name?»
«Tanya Marimont.»
«Tanya.» She shook my hand; her fingers were long and strong. «We're very friendly here at Beauty. Call me Stephanie.»
She walked toward the door, she held it open for me politely. Then I followed down the corridor; I couldn't take my eyes off her gorgeous legs and ass. Stephanie really was quite incredible; she was turning me on just by being so friendly. And I don't doubt that she knew what went on in Phil's office!
«So how'd the interview?» she asked as we walked.
«Uh – oh, it went great!»
«Did you get it?» Stephanie asked. I blushed red, but I was only embarrassed because she turned me on so much. «I guess so,» she went on, «if you're going to the studio.»
«It's just another test roll,» I said. «I'm not sure if I've got the layouts yet.»
Stephanie smiled. «But I guess you put in your time … I take it Phil liked your looks?»