Diary: Inter-view

Wednesday, August 12th

Dear Diary,

Spent the whole day in the office sitting on an interview panel for a new project accountant position. Three candidates came through, and every single one of them couldn’t keep their eyes off my chest. I wore that low-cut burgundy blouse that barely contains me, and I made sure the top button was undone so my cleavage was on full display. The first guy, probably mid-thirties, kept glancing down every time I leaned forward to look at his resume. I caught him staring and smiled, making sure to arch my back a little more. His face went red but he didn’t look away.

The second candidate was younger, maybe late twenties. When I asked him about his experience with budget tracking, I shifted in my seat and let the fabric of my blouse slip just enough to show the edge of my areola. His eyes locked onto that spot and stayed there while he stumbled through his answer. I could see him trying not to look, but he kept failing. Made it hard not to grin.

The third one was the boldest. When I stood up to shake his hand at the end, I leaned across the table to grab a pen and let my breasts sway right in his line of sight. He didn’t even pretend to look at my face. Just stared straight at my chest like he was hypnotized. I held that position longer than necessary, letting him get a good, long look at how my blouse gaped open.

Each time I caught them staring, I made it worse on purpose. Crossed my legs slowly, leaned back in my chair, adjusted my necklace so their eyes would follow the movement down to my cleavage. The power of it was addictive. By the end of the interviews, I was feeling pretty worked up myself. Those guys probably went home thinking about my tits instead of the job. Can’t blame them though. I was putting on quite the show, I love the thought that later they were probably stroking one out thinking about my magnificent breasts.

I’m sure whoever gets hired will be making a beeline for my desk and staring at my massive jugs at every opportunity, and honestly, I wouldn’t have it any other way. How else do I continue to get whatever I want?