Bimbo Millennial!: Bimbofication Erotica! by Laces Sally

Author:Laces, Sally [Laces, Sally]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-09-20T00:00:00+00:00

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“I’m sorry, you want how much ?”

The kid with the nose ring in front of hiring manger David Fredricks raised an eyebrow.

“Uh, 20 an hour, right?”

Mr. Fredericks scoffed. “When I started here, I worked in the mail room for less than 12!” Of course, that was 1995, and rent was three times less expensive than it was today, but these were minor concerns to David Fredericks.

“Well, minimum wage is 15 an hour… and I have a Master’s in Marketing with an SEO certification,” observed the applicant.

Entitled kids, thought Fredericks.

“Alright, we’ll call you.”

“Are you just saying that or should I actually expect a phone call?” The millennial paused. “I usually keep my phone app turned off.”

“We’ll call you. Thank you.”

The applicant shrugged, stood, and shuffled out of the room.

Fredericks laid his forehead on his upturned palm. 12 applicants, and none of them had what he wanted. It was such a shame he had to rely on ‘kids’ to handle these cutting edge technologies needed to promote the company. Where were the people of his generation? The ones who were okay with working for poverty wages and no healthcare for 60 hours a week? What had happened to this country he used to love?

The final applicant slipped in through the door. “Um, am I, like, too late?”

“Have a seat,” said Fredericks, not even bothering to look up. This one was going to be like the rest.

“For sure, for sure,” said the relaxed young woman. She slid into the seat.

“You’re Sasha, correct?” Fredericks pulled the hard copy of her resume.

“I actually, like, go by Serenity now.”

Frederick rolled his eyes. These kids and their ‘identities.’ This was probably another genderfluid art student who only used her computer to rant about men on obscure blog sites.

This interview is over, he thought to himself, placing her resume back on the desk and looking at her for the first time.

“Look ‘Serenity,’ maybe you should consider - “

He stopped, mid-sentence. The applicant tilted her head, looking at him curiously with her big blue eyes.

“Consider?” She prompted.

Her shimmering black dress ended up above her mid-thigh, showing off thick, tanned legs calmly parted. Her breasts jiggled while she leaned over to pick up her phone, idly checking it in the way young people often do, before putting it back down and giving him another look at her cleavage.

Frederick began to sweat.

“Your resume?” He asked.

Serenity stood. She could see from the look in his eyes that there was only one way this interview was going. And maybe it was his power in the room, or maybe it was just his #dadbod, but either way, she had decided.

She slid into his lap, her red fuck-me heels dangling an inch off the ground.

“I can show you what I can do,” she offered.

Frederick’s heart hammered in his chest. He didn’t make a move while she unbuckled his belt, then slid her hand down his pants. The boss put both palms on her juicy, thick cheeks, groaning in delight at the feel of her smooth hands on his bulging cock, his Generation X hands meshing with her Millennial ass.

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