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The Unconventional Hiring: Dr. Kavita's Erotic Interview Methods

Chapter One: The Unconventional Interview

I stepped into the doctor's office, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves. I had been searching for a new job for months, and this one seemed too good to be true. The position was for a research assistant, and the doctor was known for her groundbreaking work in the field of psychology.

As I made my way to the desk, I couldn't help but notice the doctor's appearance. She was an older Indian woman, with a round face and a warm smile. Her lab coat was open, revealing glimpses of her sagging breasts. I tried not to stare, but I couldn't help but feel a little taken aback.

"Good afternoon," she said, extending her hand. "I'm Dr. Patak. And you must be my new assistant."

I shook her hand, trying to maintain my composure. "Yes, I'm Alex. It's a pleasure to meet you, Dr. Patak."

She gestured for me to take a seat, and as I did, she began to flip through my resume. "I must say, Alex, your qualifications are quite impressive. But I do have one concern."

I furrowed my brow. "What concern is that, Dr. Patak?"

She leaned back in her chair, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Well, I did a little background check on you, and I noticed some... interesting search terms in your browser history."

I felt my face heat up. "I can explain, Dr. Patak. It was for a research project I was working on."

She raised an eyebrow. "Really? And what kind of research project would that be?"

I hesitated, unsure of how to answer. "It was for a paper I was writing on... unusual fetishes."

She leaned forward, her eyes sparkling. "Oh? And what kind of fetishes might those be?"

I swallowed hard. "Well, one of them was... older women."

She smiled, her hand drifting to her chest. "Ah, I see. And what is it about older women that interests you, Alex?"

I tried to remain professional, but I couldn't help but feel a little flustered. "I find them... confident and liberated. They know what they want and they're not afraid to go after it."

She nodded, a satisfied smile on her face. "I couldn't agree more. And that's why I enjoy the fetish so much. It's not just about the physical aspect, but the psychological one as well. It's empowering."

I was taken aback by her honesty, but I couldn't help but be intrigued. She opened her computer screen, showing me different scenes of older women, including herself. "What do you think, Alex? Do you find me attractive?"

I was speechless, my mind racing. I tried to remain professional, but I couldn't help but feel aroused by the situation.

She noticed my discomfort and began to fondle herself, encouraging me to do the same. "It's okay, Alex. Don't be shy. This is all part of the interview process."

I hesitated, but she insisted. "Go on, Alex. Feel the weight of my breasts. Imagine holding them while another woman cuts them off."

I was shocked by her words, but I couldn't deny the thrill that ran through me. I reached out, feeling the softness of her skin, the heaviness of her breasts.

She propositioned me to do this with some of the older women in the waiting room, but I declined. We engaged in a playful banter, with Dr. Patak calling me "naive" and "prude" while I tried to maintain my professionalism.

She continued to push my buttons, asking me if I'd ever been with an older woman, and if not, why not. I tried to steer the conversation back to the job, but Dr. Patak insisted on discussing the fetish further.

She told me that she found it amusing how society viewed older women as undesirable, when in reality, they were the most confident and liberated. I couldn't help but be impressed by her confidence and strength, and began to see the appeal of the fetish.

As the interview came to a close, Dr. Patak told me that she would consider me for the job, but only if I could prove that I was open-minded and willing to explore new things. I left her office, my mind racing, my body tingling with excitement. I couldn't believe what had just happened, but I couldn't deny the thrill of it either. I couldn't wait to see what the future held.

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