Before Jane could say something, Emily bursted, "Jane, I am fucked! Like .. Really fucked!"
"Em? Wha- Okay, I need some backup, lady. Explain, please." Jane said confused.
"You know that director ... Mr. Evans?" started Emily "Well, you were right. He is hot. And ... And if I am accepted I would work closely to him. I need reasurrance or something."
Jane laughed, "Oh, honey! Calm down. Firstly, you will be accepted for sure. I feel that in my guts and I am never wrong you know that. And secondly, it won't hurt you if your vagina is on fire. It's natural. And if I am honest ... I am sure every girl around that Evans guy is dripping wet. I know I would be!"
"Woah, Jane ... I am not sure that was in any sort of way calming." laughed Emily. "But thanks, babe!"
"You are welcome, babe! Now I need to go. But call me as soon as you know something about that job of yours! Bye"
"Sure, Jane. Bye!"
Emily hands were shaking, she was swearing and her heart was beating fast. She needed something to relax her. And what better way to do it than filling a bathtub with hot water.
She immediatley felt better sitting in the tub. She muscles relaxed as she dug her body into the bubbles that smelled like a mix of vanilla and rose water scent. She soon started to remember the details from the interview that day.
Mr. Evans was a really handsome man. His dark eyes never left Emily's face, his voice was deep but calm and he was dressed with taste. That day he wore dark blue business suit with a matching tie. His hair and beard was neat and you could tell that he was fit and working out. His masculine figure revealed that.
Without knowing it, Emily started to caress her boobs slowly. She closed her eyes and left a soft moan. Her other hand slipped under water lightly touching the outside of an already pulsating inbetweens. With no trouble at all she slipped two fingers in and by that time her breathing was fast. She easily came all over her fingers in minutes and her heart beat was loud as a drum.
Emily twitched as soon as she realized that it was in fact Mr. Evans that made her feel like she is floating. Blood rushed into her cheeks thinking of him but there was nothing that she could do. If she will be accepted she will face him every day. That would not be a problem ... Right?
The next two days passed by with Emily constantly thinking about Monday and Mr. Evans and the job. Even Joe noticed something was off but she would brush him of by saying that she is just waiting for the e-mail about the job. This not something she would share with anyone besides Jane. They know eachother for 10 years and she is comfortable around her.