Skirts

By C. Solet

Attending the job fair had been a long shot, but Leah didn't enjoy her current position. A change was just what she was looking for, and exactly what she was promised to receive.
At CCLL, the requirements to gain a position are reasonable. One, wear a skirt. Two, be willing to work hard. Three, engage in oral and genital intimacies with your supervisor, coworkers, and their clients (upon request).
Leah isn't sure if she wants the job quite that badly, and it's not clear if she'll get it. But the recruiting session, at least, promises to be worth her time.
Just as long as she's wearing a skirt.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ivey Books
• Release date: Jul 23, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370531974

C. Solet

C. Solet is a hopeless romantic with a lusty streak, quick to both fall in love and to forgive. She writes the characters she wants to be; the ones not afraid to face their fears to get what they want. She is driven to share her fantasies, pushing them into other people's brains, hoping they can enjoy them as much as she does. She also suspects she may have been named after something that appeared on a billboard that one time.

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Skirts

By C. Solet

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Copyright 2017 C. Solet

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be constructed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental.

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Table of Contents

Recruitment

Dress Code

First Things First

What Happens Here Stays Here

The Tour

The Meeting

The Challenge

The Reward

After

Exit Interview

Thank you!

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Recruitment

Skirts?

Yes, skirts. It’s essentially the only portion of the dress code that’s non-negotiable. And there’s a length requirement.

How long is the length requirement?

Above the knee. There’s a style element, too, but we can talk about that later.

Leah was starting to get nervous. Maybe we should talk about it now?

The recruiter, seated in the very tall chair a few inches away, reached out to pat her hand. No, dear. We really shouldn’t. So, can we expect you to stop by our exclusive recruiting event tomorrow?

Leah wanted to bite her lip, but she resisted. This really isn’t my thing. Thanks for the opportunity. She offered a hesitant smile and felt incredibly self-conscious as she slid down from her bar chair.

I don’t think you understand.

Which caught Leah’s attention. She paused and turned.

The recruiter - Carrie, her name tag read - was perfectly tailored. Her black hair was swept up into a perfect chignon, without a single stray hair. Her makeup was subtle but similarly perfect, with a light color staining her lips that managed to be simultaneously provocative and subdued.

And now that Carrie stood, Leah also noticed her skirt. It was short, falling a few inches above the knee, and flared. It was cute and tied together nicely with a blouse and scarf, but for some reason, Leah had it in her head that the woman should be wearing a pencil skirt, something tight that showed off every lush curve and dimple.

Because Carrie was absolutely the kind of woman who had butt cheek dimples, Leah thought even as she felt heat rise in her cheeks.

What don’t I understand? she asked, dragging her attention back to the other woman. She