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The Final Interview :

Even after a year since graduating from university, I still hadn't received a job offer and was exhausted every day.
Living alone in the city. I was relying on my parents for living and activity expenses, and they had told me that their support would only last for a year, so I intended to make the next company interview my last.
That said, I knew I wouldn't find a job if I returned to my rural hometown.

After interviews, I was often invited to meals by the hiring managers.
I understood what that meant, so I declined all of them.
However, my best friend Emily accepted and got a job offer.

Emily had worked part-time at a club and was open about sex.
"It's great to feel good and get a job offer too.
Besides, being invited only happens when you're young. Aren't you bored with your boyfriend? It could be a stress reliever," she said.
Of course, I responded, "I'm not like you!" and ignored her.

When I went for my final interview,
after the interview, while talking about the struggles of job hunting with the hiring manager,
it was Friday, so we decided to go for a drink!
We ended up drinking with a manager in his 50s, the hiring manager in his 40s, and me, a 23-year-old.
With alcohol, it became easier to talk, and I tried hard to appeal for a job offer.
When we left the bar, they took me home by taxi.
I had drunk faster than usual due to nerves and was so drunk I couldn't walk alone, so they helped me to my room.

While serving tea as a thank you, Emily's words were on my mind.
I had no other options. I decided to do everything I could.
If it didn't work out after that, I would give up...
But they didn't say anything. In my drunken state, I handed a condom to the manager just like I would with my boyfriend.
The manager was surprised and said, "We've only known each other for a few hours, are you sure?"
But I had made up my mind.

When the hiring manager said, "I'm going out for a smoke," and left the room, I hugged the manager and started kissing him deeply, initiating the act.
I did everything he asked.
"You're willing to do anything even though it's our first meeting," he said.
After he penetrated me, I realized he wasn't wearing a condom when I saw the unopened condom by the pillow. He was doing it raw...
I prayed he would pull out or put one on midway.
He started slow but then began thrusting deeper and harder.
When he shouted, "I can't hold it, I'm coming!"
In my mind, I screamed, "No! Stop! Don't come inside!" but I couldn't voice it, and he came inside me...

Even though I had handed him a condom at the start, he didn't hesitate...
The manager said, "It's been since I made my youngest son," and happily went to call the hiring manager.
When I came out of the shower, the hiring manager was waiting naked.
I had sex with the hiring manager without a condom, just like with the manager...

After having relations with both of them several times, I finally got a job offer.
When I told Emily everything, she congratulated me but was very angry about not using condoms.

Now, I work at that company.
I'm talking about marriage with my boyfriend and feeling very fulfilled.
I don't regret what happened and plan to think positively like Emily.



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