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The alarm didn’t ring.
At least, that’s what Zoe told herself as her bright, green eyes snapped open to a strip of sunlight slicing across her ceiling. For a moment she lay still, suspended between dream and panic—until she turned her head and saw the time glowing on her phone.
9:12.
Her interview was at 10:00
“FUCK!” She bolted upright, her long, blonde hair tangling across her face like it was trying to hold her back. The room spun as adrenaline flooded in. She kicked off the covers, stumbled out of bed, and tripped over some trash and dirty laundry she forgot to do last night.
Everything blurred into motion as she moves into the bathroom.
Toothbrush in mouth, she turns her head looking into the standing mirror. Viewing a fit body with nice legs and hip, standing 5'10 feet tall, firm breasts nearing C-cup sized , and of course... a long 6 inch flaccid cock
Her name was Zoe Hills; a futa 22 year old already aiming to start a career by sprinting instead of walking.
She spat toothpaste into the sink, missed slightly, wiped it with the sleeve she immediately regretted choosing, then yanked it off and grabbed the backup jacket. Her hands shook as she fumbled with buttons.
“You had one job,” she muttered to herself, glaring at her reflection. Pale faced, hair absolutely refusing to cooperate. She grabbed a brush, dragged it through just enough to be called “intentional,” and twisted it into something that might pass as professional.
"Maybe if you could control your libido like a sane fucking person, you would wake up on time but nooooo; you just had to jerk off for hours last night huh" she reprimands herself
Coffee? No time. Breakfast? Nope. Confidence? Absolutely.
She may be irresponsible sometimes but her confidence never wavers; especially with the ladies
She shoved her feet into heels, grabbed her bag, checked—resume, keys, phone—and sprinted out the door, nearly colliding with it on the way back in when she realized she’d forgotten her blazer.
“Okay. Okay,” she whispered, locking up again, breath already coming fast. “You can still make it. You can still make it.”
The world outside felt too bright, too loud, too awake for someone so unprepared. She half-jogged, half-ran down the sidewalk, the rhythm of her heels clicking like a countdown.
9:49
Twenty Five blocks.
Her lungs burned, but she didn’t slow. This was the interview—the one she’d been waiting for, preparing for, imagining ever since she graduated with a bachelor's degree. Late wasn’t an option.
At 9:55, she pushed through the glass doors, breathless, hair slightly undone, heart pounding like it might leap out and introduce her instead.
She paused just long enough to straighten her shoulders.
Then, with a deep inhale and a determined exhale, Zoe stepped forward; hoping she looked less like chaos and more like someone worth hiring. She spoke with the lady at the main desk and confirms she's made it on time; she now goes up the elevator the travels 25 stories in seconds. The door opens and she's in the interviewing room with one man standing there.
"ah the last interview for today; please come in" he greets Zoe
Zoe nods and smiles; goes up to the man and shakes his hand
"Hello sir; I'm Zoe Hills"
"Nice to meet you Zoe, I'm Dan Collins"
Dan Hollins; when he was just 22 years old, he started a small tech startup called Collinstech. Before you know it; at the age of 40, he's now the CEO of Collinstate Tech, net worth of $300 million.
The interview is going as any other interview goes; Dan questions her background, motives, etc. Zoey answering everything with a clear conscious and fast timing; on the side note taking notice of Dan Hollins's looks. To be honest... not really exciting, she would think he would be interesting to look at or any quirky personality traits like Steve Jobs since he started younger than she was but sadly, Dan is as average as any other average guy. She's even taller than him by 2 inches.
The last question
"I see you interned at Gigatech; very impressed at your age but surely you could've just stayed there for another few years and they would've guaranteed an office position. You decide to leave and now you're shooting for an administrative assistant's position here at Collinstate Tech" he ends with a chuckle
"quite a jump don't you say? So why would I choose you to be one of the main people to help manage my company?"
Sarah thinks of answers... eventually picking the truthful one
"To be honest Mr. Collins; I value my life enough to not be sitting in a cubicle with another hundred people. Time is the most valuable currency and I don't want to waste my time and my potential when I know I can manage it somewhere that deserves it-here" she crosses her leg
"I aced all of internships and exams; I may not have the experience you want but I sure damn have the determination, skills, and commitment to growing into this role" she firmly plants both feet at the ground and directly stare into Dan's eyes
"I have my time and my word; those are the most valuable things to me. It's worth more than any company can give me. Gigatech didn't want it when I said I was ready to go to the next level... and I hope you wont make the wrong decision"
The interview was done and they both sat in silence...
Dan's forms a smile.
"You got balls" (little did he know) "I don't think there's any need for a second interview. When can you start?"
The rest of the day seems to fly by, and Dan is in good spirits by the time he gets home. His wife greets him with a big hug and a smooch on the cheek.
"Hey Darling! Dinner is almost ready!" Sarah shouts with love
Sarah Collins; age 35, and is 5'6ft tall. Her yellow eyes strikes anyone's heart like lightning, medium-length hair and its ruby red, her breast are ginormous; being easily above double-D sized and a perfect ass to match. She had a naturally full figure, the kind that spoke of comfort rather than display—someone you could lean into during a long day, someone whose presence felt grounding. But what people noticed far more than her appearance was the way she carried herself: with calm confidence, kindness, and an almost instinctive care for others. Being around her felt like exhaling after holding your breath too long. She had a way of making people feel safe, valued, and quietly cherished, without ever needing recognition for it.
Whether it was a miracle or because of his status; Dan is just lucky to have a woman like Sarah in his life. They both been married for about a year now. But... Dan is slowly loosing her without realizing
Sarah does love him and is beyond grateful for the wonderful home they built together, but she's started to feel a bit lonely as his work places somehow always needs his attention.
"I have great news! I've finally found somebody to take over more of the difficult contracts. Starting tomorrow, i think, we should have more time for ourselves" Dan says
Sarah glees, finally something changing
"that's wonderful! What's he like?"
"his name is Zoe Hills and she's a she actually" he laughs, but Sarah face stiffens a bit
"oh I see, that's... a surprise"
"no no no don't get worried!" he quickly realizes Sarah's uneasiness
"You know I only got eyes for you love. Zoe just seems to be the person I need to help the company." he sees if that reassures her but it doesn't. He then thinks of an idea...
an idea that will be the worst decision he made in his life...
"Why don't we have her for dinner? that way, you can see there's nothing to worry about. You're in another league dear; its foolish to compare you to Zoe" he chuckles
Sarah finally seems to relax and trust her dear husband's word
Over the next few days, Dan brings up Zoe up to speed on their various contracts. Before he knows it, Zoe is getting everything done remarkably fast, she's already proving her worth. Now he knows Zoe will be in his life for a good while (regrettably)
True to his word, he invites her over to dinner over the weekend to meet his wife and his home. Zoe happily agrees and is now walking up to her house at 18:00 with a bottle of wine.
"wow, it hasn't even been a week since I got this position and my life has gotten so much better" she talks to herself. She's wearing a casual white T-shirt that reveals just a little waist with light blue jeans
"I even bought this crazy, overpriced wine to show appreciation... but it's kinda strange isn't it? Only a week and this guy is inviting me to his house and to see his wife..." she pauses
"IS HE TRYING TO FUCK ME?!" she screams internally
She grips the wine bottle harder and clenches her teeth; she walks faster up to the door and rings twice
"that bastard... If he even thinks he has a chance he's wrong; I'm a clam eater for life bitch! Lets get this dinner over with so I can relax and spend the money you giving me motherfucker"
The door opens slowly
"I cant wait to see how mediocre your wife is you cock su-" she thinks but immediately cuts off as the door opens
"Good Afternoon Miss. Hills! I'm Mrs. Collins, it's so good to finally meet you" Sarah greets, looking up and smiling but silence is all that Zoe can muster
She wearing long white shirt being tucked in with jean shorts; highlighting her goddess figure even better. The only thing else that stands out is her bright gold wedding ring.
"uh... Miss. Hills-"
"HEY, ITS SO NICE TO MEET YOU TOO, PLEASE JUST CALL ME ZOE" she blurs out fast with a slight blush on her face as she opens her arm to welcome a hug
Sarah is stunned for a bit but smiles and gladly takes the hug. Zoe gleeing as she feels the massive tits pressing below her small ones. She wishes she hug this mommy for an eternity but alas she lets go.
"Please come in" Sarah requests... unknowingly putting dirty thoughts into the younger's girl head already
Zoe nods and bends over to take off her shoes
"Darling! Miss. Hill is here!"
Zoe glances up and sees Sarah walking back into the house.
"jesus..." is all Zoe can say; the way her ass moved, amplified by the confident fit of her well-worn, light-wash jean shorts, that caught Liam’s eye. They hugged her in all the right places, creating a silhouette that was, quite frankly, arousing.
Zoe's bulge twitches