Position Vacant
By Crossmanx at - crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - comments and ideas welcome 
When a position becomes vacant, you need the 'right' woman to fill it!

Position Vacant

Sammie, the delightful and ever so attractive secretary took the pile of files
through to her boss, Mr Holmes. The man was sat at his desk when the blond
woman walked in and placed the files down for him "everything is ready for
you." Roger looked up for his current work to the files then up to the woman,
he quickly checked his watch "thank you. I'll start in about five minute or
so." Then went back to finish off what was in front of him.

A couple of minutes later and Roger had finished what he was doing, then
leaned across the desk and retrieved the files his blond secretary had placed
there. He got up and walked over to the far side of the room and the door
there at the same time flicking through the files in his hand. Through the
door and out to where Sammie was sat, she looked up and Roger just nodded to
her as he was still engrossed with the files.

He carried on out of his secretary's office, out into the corridor and a few
doors down he stopped outside another door, a sign said 'Meeting Room' but
there was also another note that had been temporarily put up saying 'Room
occupied, interviews in progress.' The man reached out for the handle, turned
it and walked inside.

The room was separated into two parts, a smaller area, where Roger currently
was, with a few chairs all laid out and a door that led into the main and much
large meeting room part. In this smaller area Roger stopped, he throws down
the files onto one of the chairs and then removed his jacket. Followed by
undoing his tie, then unbuttons his shirt and takes that off too. Now naked
from the waist up he again picked up the files and went through the next door
into the main meeting room area.

The next room had been set out but not for a meeting or even a normal
'interview', today it had been set out very differently. The room was large,
as normally there was a long rectangular table with dozens of chairs all
around it. But for today that was gone, in its place was an area of blue
matting that was the main feature of the room. The chairs had all been placed
against the far wall, all except four. They had been set out around the matted
area, one chair in the middle on each side. The chairs where all occupied,
except for one, that was Rogers chair to which he now moved towards. He throws
the files down on the chair and looked around. To his left was sat a tall
black woman, to his front was sat a petite oriental woman and behind her was
the large windows that gave a fantastic view over the city. And finally to his
right was sat a woman with fiery red hair.

"Good morning ladies and thank you for coming here today for what I hope will
be an interesting and fact finding interview session. You all have had details
of the position you are applying for and I believe Sammie, my current
secretary has provided each of you with a full description of the job and the
duties involved. If there are no question let's get started with the first
interview ... ... So which one of you ladies would like to go first?"

There was only a momentary pause before the woman to Rogers left stood up, the
man liked that, someone who's decisive and goes straight for it, but also he
admired the other two women for holding on so they could watch, observe and be
better informed for when it was their turn. Especially as this was no
'ordinary' job interview as everyone would find out!

The woman who had stood up was the tall black woman, an attractive looking
woman, short afro dark hair, red lips and fixed stare, along with a serious
look on her face. She was dressed in pair of knee high white leather boots,
then a matching set of white leather, tight, shorts, white leather crop top
and similar white leather fingerless gloves. The 'outfit' was similar for all
the women, but for now the man was just concentrating on the woman that was
walking over to him. The tall, black, Amazonian looking woman, with her
muscular arms and firm, strong body, the woman that was 26, a university
graduate and keen on rowing, reading and boxing, so her file said. He watched
and took all this in as she made her way to him.

As she got closer the man now moved and made his way towards her as well, he
wondered if ... ... WHACK! The woman had made her move before she was within
reaching distance and to catch him out, she'd leaped forward, bridging the gap
between them in one bound. She'd brought her clenched fist around slamming it
into the side of the man's face and making him stagger. Being that bit 'too'
far out of her reach had made the man lethargic, he was more interested in
eyeing up the woman that concentrating on what she would do. But now after her
powerful and striking lunge at him he knew exactly what she was capable of
SMACK!

As he staggered form her first blow she came down onto her feet, steadied
herself and sent her 'follow up' strike in straight away, a second fist drove
hard into the man's chest. Knocking him backward, stunning him and most
important, to the woman, hurting him. But the man not only looked strong he
was strong and a couple of punches, not matter how well aim and hard, weren't
going to take him down, just yet.

Again the woman's hand shot forward, this time grabbing the man around his
throat, her hand grasped him, a tight grip as she now dragged the stunned man
to her CRUCH! As her strong hold and powerful arm pulled him close, she throw
her knee up, making sure she hurt him even more, at the same time tightening
her grip around his neck. Her free hand comes around and once more pounds into
his head, then straight away she pulls him downwards, too stunned by the blows
to resists, his head and then body are pulled, dragged down by this woman
WHACK! WHACK!

As she brings him down with her hand, bending him over, her knee can once more
come up, driving up into his body to the point she almost took him off his
feet. She grinned, pleased with her work so far, then that hand that gripped
him pushed upwards, her strong arms forcing and flinging the man backwards. As
he came up and went back, staggered and flapping around CRACK! OOOHHHHH! The
tall black woman sends a harsh backhand across his face, taking Roger down to
the floor and onto one knee, 'yes she was very pleased with herself now!'

But Roger maybe down and hurt, but he wasn't out, yet! From being in pain and
on one knee he suddenly pushed himself up, and in doing so took the woman by
surprise, so she instinctively took a step back and out the way SMASH! Now the
man hit out catching the woman and giving as good as she'd given him CRACK!
Another blow followed before the woman could gather herself and WHACK! She
returned the 'complement' straight back at him, but even harder!

Now the man and the woman stood there and started to slog it out with each
other, WHACK! SMACK! THUD! Fists went flying as the equally tall and broad man
and woman stood toe to toe as they sent their fists into each other. This was
going to be not only who was the strongest but who could take the most hits,
but there always had to be one person that was, even slightly, stronger than
the other.

And so it was the woman who was soon on top, as she was hitting the hardest,
the one that was hurting her opponent the most and the one doing the most
damage. In a fist fight he'd certainly met his match with this woman, her hand
caught the side of his face and at the same time she grabbed onto the back of
his head. She pulled his head forward and down WHACK! Her free fist slammed
into the side of his head, making it spin and stunning him then, still holding
his head firmly down she followed it up with CRACK! UUUHHHH! A driving
uppercut that sent the man's head flying backwards and made his body judder,
followed quickly by a devastating punch to his jaw THUD! That was the blow
that would quite possible seal this particular 'interview.'

But just as the black woman was going in for the 'kill' there was a buzzing
sound followed by a female voice "thank you, your interview time is up, please
return back to you seat." The woman looked angry, as she slammed her fist into
her hand, frustrated she'd not completed the task in hand!

As she went back to her seat, Roger, shook his head, pushed himself up and
pulled himself together. He went over to a table by the wall and grabbed one
of the bottles of water on it. He quickly opened it and poured the cool liquid
over his head, refreshing and reviving him for the next 'interview!'

He took in a deep breath and as he started to turn around he said "OK then
who's going to be the ... ... ... " As he faced the matted area and before he
could finish his sentence CRACK! All he saw as he turned was a boot coming his
way, that landed squarely in the centre of his face and sent the man
catapulting backwards and onto the table with the drinks. He landed, a hefty
fall back onto the table that broke and dropped Roger to the floor.

What Roger hadn't seen was as soon as he'd started to pour the water over him
the oriental woman had shot up, ran and jumped up at him, dressed in the same
outfit of knee high leather boots, and a matching set of tight leather shorts
and crop top, finished off with fingerless leather gloves. But this time all
in a jade green colour, and with her long black hair the petite woman looked
quite stunning. Roger's file would have said she was 24 and was well educated
having studies various arts and cultures in a number of high profile
intuitions. She had an interest in martial arts and was into heathy living and
yoga.

That was all well and good but it was the woman's speed and cunningness that
had now grabbed the man's attention, as well as her hard kick. As he's revived
himself with the water, she run at him, jumped, shot her leg out and driven it
in hard into Rogers body, taking the man by surprise and sending the much
larger man crashing back into the table. With the stunned man on the floor the
woman, continued with her 'interview!'

She reached down grabbing onto Roger's arm and dragging the dazed man upwards
WHACK! At the same time as he came up she throw her leg around and smashed her
knee hard into his body, his torso, catching him hard, winding him and hurting
him all in one. The blow had sent the man upwards so now he was standing,
wobbling a bit, but upright SMACK! OOOOHHH! The room echoed with a sharp
slapping sound, as the man had been forced upwards, the woman had jumped and
sent her arm flashing his way. She'd sent a harsh backhand across Rogers
chest, that now stung like mad and hurt like hell.

The man was sent stumbling backwards again, a couple more steps in retreat,
which gave the woman another opportunity to again jump up and grab onto him.
Roger had been taken took quickly by the woman, he was hurting and was all
over the place when suddenly she'd sprung up and wrapped herself around him.
Eventually when he realised what was happening he tried to struggle and lash
out at the woman to get her off of him, but all the time she was adjusting and
getting into the best position. Then she used all her weight and started to
pull on the man, unbalancing him, making him wobble until finally she toppled
him. In fact, she flipped him, took the man off his feet, somersault herself
and him together, with her still holding on, over and down to the floor.

A spectacular move that astounded the man as he now lay on the floor wondering
'what the hell happened?' But before he could ask himself the more important
question of 'where is she?' 'she' was onto him again CRUNCH! OOOWWWHHH! With
both of them on the floor, the woman had moved quickly, rolled herself into
position. There was a sudden and firm grasp around his neck and head, as the
man had tried to move up off of the floor, then the grip around him tightened
and started to hurt. A second passed by before Roger had realised it was the
legs of the petite woman that had hold of him, she had him in a firm hold, but
one that the man thought he would easily be able to escape from.

He started to rock and move around, grabbing onto to her legs to pry them
apart, but that was when he realised this would not be as easily as he first
thought. He more he gripped her legs to pulled at them and release himself,
the more she tightened her grip around is head and squeezed him! Her legs were
surprisingly soft to the touch but also firm and strong in how they worked the
man, as his neck would testify, as her stunning legs gripped around hm.

He was finding it more and more difficult and exhausting to try and break
free, for a small woman she had an incredibly powerful hold and stamina to
still grip and hold him. She moved Roger around on the floor, giving him no
real chance to get to the proper hold he needed to even try to escape. Then
incredibly she rolled him, it took a couple of attempts, but the woman rolling
the much large man over onto his front, he was now face down on the floor
still with those incredible legs around his neck, holding, controlling and
ultimately draining him and slowly choking him!

As Roger could start to feel himself going there was a sudden buzzing sound,
then a female voice "thank you, your interview time is up, please return back
to you seat." The oriental woman reluctantly loosed her hold, Roger gasped for
air as the woman rolled over and back onto her feet and angrily returned to
her seat.

The man was very grateful that this particular interview had come to an end as
he slowly pushed himself back onto his feet. After shaking his head, he
reached down for another bottle, but this time kept an eye on the
'interviewees' as he once again refreshed himself by drenching his hurt body
with the water.

Roger knew who the next interview would be with, the redhead, she'd been
sitting there crossed legs all the time, watching, waiting for her turn, and
now it was here. She uncrossed her legs, slowly stood up, running her hands
down her lap and legs as if straightening out a dress or something. But in
reality she wasn't dress so refinely, she was, as the other women were, all in
leather. The knee length boots, the tight shorts, the crop top and the
fingerless gloves, there was no guessing that this woman's outfit was a
striking, succulent red colour and as she made her way slowly over towards the
man on the edge of the matted area her hands went up and used a red band to
tie her hair up in a ponytail.

All of this made her look amazingly feisty, so the man braced himself for the
tornado he guessed was coming his way. She was quite tall, not as tall as the
man or the black woman, but much taller than the oriental female. Also she was
25, a woman who enjoyed the outdoor life, hillwalking, rock-climbing,
canoeing, the adventurous type. A woman who liked to pit herself against the
elements and now herself against Roger!

As she got close, he clenched his fist, she saw this, and had her plan. She
then ran, jumped, high, pulled her arm fully back before letting out a blood
curdling cry and then shooting her arm headlong at the man. She was so quick;
Roger hardly saw it come at him CRUCH! But he felt it, as her fist came down
from the woman who jumped incredibly high up in front of him. That extra
height and looking down on the shocked man was quite a sight, so was her fist
pounding into the man and knocking him off his feet and backwards.

The stunning blow had sent the man down, as he now lay there on the floor
having been punched and knocked down by the woman Roger was at her mercy. He
knew this, and knew he had to do something, so quickly he tried to push
himself upwards and off the floor but WHACK! OOOUUUHHHH! A red boot came
hammering down and caught the man squarely in his groin, which turned into an
agonising, painful ball of fire. Instinctively or accidently he immediately
rolled away from her, which was very good for him as the woman's foot went up
and came down again. But this time he was out of harm's way as the boot just
slammed into the floor, 'that was lucky!'

The redhead was angry her second boot hadn't found its mark, as she liked a
man, any man, to be under her foot, so, with a touch of frustration she kicked
out hard CRACK! Roger hadn't rolled far enough out the way as now his back was
exposed and close by, close enough for another red boot to slam in and hurt
him. The sharp blow to the base of his spine was excruciating and made the man
judder and jolt. The woman now saw a new opportunity to get, and hurt, the
man, she kicked out again UUUWWWW! He rolled over, his back bursting with a
burning pain as Roger now lay face down, so with him in the ideal position,
she had her new opportunity. She dropped and allowed her knee to come crashing
down into the same spot on his back, and so increase his misery and pain
CRUNCH! UUUUHHHH!

As she came down he again jolted, but this time the woman's reactions where
fast as she grabbed hold of his arms as the flapped around, she moved about,
still digging her knee into his back as the redhead wrapped her arms around
his and got a good hold, then OOOOWWWW! She rocked backwards, pulling the man
rearward with her, curling him around and back and inflicting more hurt. She
pulled and pulled as Roger moaned and grunted as she increased the pain for
him to take, in this position there was no escape, so he would have to just
take it!

But the redhead was also willing and able to try something else, so one hand
came off of one of his arm and she slipped it around his neck. Her other hand
also moved, from his other arm, up onto the man's forehead. No longer was
Roger being pulled back by his arms, but now by his head! Not only was this
very painful, but also for him it was very worrying, if not a scary time for
the man. He heard and felt his neck crack and creek, Roger wondered, just as
the redhead did, 'how much could he take before his neck broke?'

'Yes this was an interview with a difference, but how far would the woman go
to prove herself in all this?' Roger felt his eyes starting to roll backwards
as the persuaders on his neck became more and more unbearable then, as if just
in time "thank you, your interview time is up, please return back to you
seat." The redhead held on for one last moment as she thought 'one tug back
just now and ... ... ?' But then she let go, Roger fell forward back to the
floor, his whole upper body and head feeling so light, so drained, so relived!

With the woman all now sat back down, and Roger still on the floor recovering
the voice appeared again. "Thank you ladies for taking part in today's
interviews. Each of your performances will be assessed and the successful
candidate will be informed in due course. If you would like to leave a last
'comment' on today's interview, please do so, then you can leave through the
same door you entered, thank you."

The three interviewees all now got up, Roger had managed to drag himself back
up onto his knees and was resting there when the black woman strolled over to
him and SMACK! She delivered a thundering backhand across the knelt man's
face, almost knocking him over, before walking off. She was followed by the
oriental woman, who grabbed onto Roger head and WALLOP! She throw her strong
thigh into the side of his face rocking the man and sending his head into a
fireball of hurt. Then she moved off and finally the redhead gave her
'comment' THUD! Her boot went hammering into his chest, making the man feel as
if it had just caved in and making it difficult for him to now breath.

The redhead now followed the other women across the room to the far door from
where they had all entered. Each woman now assured that they would be the
successful one? As the women left and the door closed Roger finally collapsed
to the floor and lay there, battered, beaten, hurt and exhausted. He just lay
there; he wasn't going to be moving for a while yet until he'd recovered.

Back in Sammie's office, Roger's current secretary, had watched with interest
the 'interview' session, she'd also been looking over the details of the new
job she was soon to be moving onto. A job with its own 'interesting side' but
also a job that had similar roles and responsibilities to those she currently
undertook and delivered here for her current 'boss' Roger!

Just then the door to her office opened, Sammie had a visitor, the blond
looked up from the monitor screen where she had been watching the events in
the meeting room. She smiled as she recognised the person coming through the
door towards her 'good day Mrs Holmes how are you today?" The attractive older
woman answered her husband's secretary's question with a loving and tender
kiss.

After the two women had said their 'hello's' the conversation turned to the
interviews to find the blond's replacement. Sammie had shown Mrs Holmes copies
of each applicants files and the older woman was suitably impressed with each
candidate. But she would miss Sammie ever so much, she had come to appreciate
her husband's secretary and all the 'skills' she had! But now as she went
through the files the wife was impressed with the potential replacements that
Sammie had chosen to take over from her, very impressed.

But for now there was the second part of the interview stage, something that
Sammie had arranged just for Mrs Holmes, a private gathering in a more 'social
environment'. An intimate get-together, and a chance for the wife to meet her
husband's potential new secretary! Sammie would also be there, to give her own
'first hand' assessment of each woman 'skill's' in how to entertain and 'work'
with Mrs Holmes!

The hotel suite had been booked, everything was laid on and as Sammie was
about to accompany Mrs Holmes the secretary showed the older woman a last
file. A potential applicant to fil her role, but unfortunately this particular
candidate couldn't make it for this morning's interviews, but Sammie had
arranged something else for her. Mrs Holmes flicked through the file and liked
what she saw. But for now it was off to interview the other three women, but
this would be a session of 'interviews' between the sheets, Mrs Holmes was
sure she would have a lot to sink her teeth into, even more to get down with
and a lot to lap up.

It was much, much later when Roger finally had 'recovered' enough to dress and
make his way back to his office, Sammie was not there, a message read 'Am
assisting Mrs Holmes with some thorough assessments.' He wasn't sure what all
that was about but if his wife needed Sammie to get down with her and grind
out some 'work', then that was find by him!

Roger went into his office, sat down and thought about the interview's, 'who
was going to be his next secretary?' Did Roger choice the tall, strong amazon
woman, the petite cunning and skill oriental or the feisty, vicious redhead?
Just then there was a knock at his door, it opened and in walked ... ...
"Hello, I believe Sammie may have mentioned that there was another potential
applicant for her old job, that would be me ... ... " She stepping inside the
office, the door closed and the coat she was wearing fell to the floor,
revealing a pair of leather knee length boots, tight leather shorts, matching
crop top and a pair of fingerless gloves, all in a quite attractive purple
colour. Roger's eye widened at the sight of the female " ... ... I couldn't
make it this morning so Sammie said I should just pop in whenever I could and
you'd give me a 'interview' straight away. Is that right ... ... ?"