Jenny thought she had the wrong address. She checked the bell at the gate, and it clearly stated 'Armstrong'. She rang the bell, and after a few seconds, a woman's voice came through the speaker system: "Armstrong Residence?" 

"Ehm, yes, hello, this is Jennifer Coultage from 'Future Recruitment'. I'm here to see Clint?" 

There was a click, and the gate opened. Jenny figured that Clint was still living with his parents, who were clearly loaded. She walked up to the massive, beautiful mansion and, as she approached the front door in awe, it opened, and Jenny was greeted by a pretty woman with long blonde hair around her own age. 

This woman was wearing a French maid uniform that looked like it was some sort of mix between a real uniform and a slutty Halloween costume. She also wore a lot of makeup. Not as much as Jenny, though. The maid scanned Jenny and licked her lips. Was this maid leering at her? Jenny did look stunning, though. 

She used a ton of rouge and got herself a very saturated, glittery pink lip gloss. Her whole outfit was pink, actually. A color she never really wore before, but she went on a little shopping spree after work and got some new stuff to treat herself. 

Now she wore a tiny semi-transparent pink tube-top that basically started and ended with her breasts. It felt like a form-fitting belt around her braless chest, which allowed the shape of her nipples to be seen. She loved how sexy her perky breasts looked like that. Her belly was free, of course, and her microskirt was also made of the same pink material. 

She also bought one that was as tight as her top and made her ass really pop, but she didn't wear that one tonight. She wore one that was only tight at the top and then pleated, so you could see her ass and her g-string from behind, whenever she bent a little, and it also allowed for "easy access". Jenny obviously had no intention of giving anyone easy access! She just wanted to look like it - A distinction that was very important to her.

She decided against fishnet stockings this time and went for pink lace with a cute pattern at the top, that ended right above her knees. Her outfit was rounded out with some gold colors as a contrast. 

She wore shiny golden high heels, golden bracelets around her arms, big golden creole earrings, and, once again, the silver necklace with the heart-shaped pendant, because of her date with Malik afterward. 

One more thing she had never done before was to use glitter on her skin. Until today, she was too pretentious to admit that she was actually curious about trying it out. She found glittering oil and applied it all over her body before she got dressed and loved the way she sparkled everywhere now. It looked so cheap and slutty, that she was convinced to look absolutely irresistible.  

The leering look that the maid gave her now just confirmed Jenny's confidence that she looked undeniably enticing. 

"Please, come in. Master Clint is expecting you." 

Jenny was dumbfounded by all of this. "Thank you," Jenny said and followed the maid through a massive entrance hall. "Wow, this is really impressive. I don't think I’ve ever seen a mansion like that from the inside." 

"Yes, master Clint is very happy with his acquisition." The maid turned left, but Jenny stopped. 

"Wait, are you telling me that he owns this place?!" 

The maid turned around and said, "Well, of course. Who else would own it, if not the master?" 

"I uh... I thought this would be his parents'? I mean, a guy at his age usually couldn't... I mean..." Jenny shrugged, "How can he afford all of this?" 

The maid gave a look that Jenny couldn't place. Was it pity? "I'm sure Master Clint will be happy to explain all that. Please, Jenny, follow me." 

They made their way through a corridor with wooden doors on each side. At the end of the corridor, there was a bigger door, where they stopped. 

The maid said, "He is in there. I wish you a pleasant time." She knocked on the door and opened it. "I'm Christina, by the way." 

Jenny shook her head, still too confused to understand what was going on here. "Nice to meet you," she mumbled, and as Christina held open the door, Jenny had nothing left to do but to enter.

It was a big study. A massive desk made of oak was the centerpiece of the room, but Clint was sitting in one of two brown leather armchairs. He wore a white t-shirt and sweatpants and was playing a game on his phone or something like that. He looked completely out of place. 

Jenny walked up to him and cleared her throat to get his attention. Clint looked up and saw her. Then his eyes widened at her outfit, and his jaw dropped. 

"Holy shit, you turned yourself into a brunette Barbie doll!" He stood up, beaming from ear to ear. 

"What, you don't think it looks good?" Jenny asked, taken aback. She thought she looked absolutely amazing, but Clint's reaction made her unsure. Not that she cared about his opinion! 

"Oh, no, it looks awesome, Jenny. I just had no idea what you would come up with. Like... wow!" 

Jenny asked, "What do you mean by that?", but Clint shook his head. 

"Never mind that," he said and walked up to her. "Hi," he said and put his hand on her hip. 

Jenny said "Hey" and leaned in for a long French kiss to say hello. After the kiss, Client's hand moved up to her right breast and gave it a squeeze. 

"Nice," he said, and Jenny was glad that he appreciated the effort she put into her outfit, although she did not do it for him! 

Jenny wanted to change the topic and addressed the elephant in the mansion: "So, you're loaded, huh?" Clint was still standing very close to her, so she took a step back and looked around the room. "What's that all about?" 

Clint shrugged and said, "Long story, would you like to hear it?" 

Jenny remembered her date. "Shit," she exclaimed. Clint looked surprised, so she explained, "Yeah, I'd love to hear it, actually. But I gotta go. I told you, I got a date. I'm just here to pick up the contract real quick. I wasn't planning on staying longer than a minute, actually!" She looked at her watch, and it confirmed that she had to go. 

Clint said, "Ah, right. But you got time for one drink, right?" 

Jenny rolled her eyes, shook her head, and frowned. "I really don't, Clint. I'm already late, and I'm here by car, anyway... sorry." 

Clint nodded and took another step towards her when she noticed the ring. It seemed to glow while he said, "One drink is fine, Jenny." 

Jenny nodded, "Yeah, one drink is fine." He pointed at the other armchair, and Jenny sat down on it. It was really big and comfortable. 

Clint walked up to the bar and made her a drink while Jenny checked her watch. She would be a few minutes late, but one drink was fine. Clint gave her a big glass that was filled to the brim with a clear substance. It smelled really strong. 

"What is this?" she asked. 

He grinned and said, "Tequila," while playing around with his red glowing ring, "Your favorite." 

"It IS my favorite, but I can't drink this. First of all: That's not how you drink tequila, Clint." She chuckled. He really had no clue. "You drink tequila from a shot glass. This glass is for whiskey." She held it up. "Second: Because you used the wrong glass, this is way, way too much. Do you have any idea how much alcohol is in here? I could not possibly drive my car after this, let alone go on a date! Do you want to kill me?" she smiled playfully and held out her glass, so he could take it back. 

Clint said, "No, no, this really is how you drink it. It's a tequila glass. You just didn't realize it until now. It's a normal size." Jenny looked away from the ring and back at the glass. It was a perfectly normal-sized tequila glass. "Oh, I mean, yeah, you're right. My bad... Still, do you have something with less alcohol? Like a really tiny glass of wine or something?" 

"You really want to drink this now." 

Jenny thought she saw something strange, but it must have been in her head. 

"But I can give you a glass of wine, of course. Or just water if you want to drive?" 

He slowly moved his hand towards her glass, but Jenny pulled it back. "One sip, maybe!" She drank a sip of the strong tequila. It's been a long time since she’d drunk one, and it didn't even taste good. It was her favorite drink, though. 

Clint sat back down and said, "Tastes amazing, right?" 

Jenny nodded, "Yeah, it's really good," and took another sip. She loved the strong flavor, but she knew she had to be careful not to drink too much or too fast now. 

Jenny leaned back in the chair and crossed her legs. Clint casually said, "Spread your legs for me," and Jenny uncrossed her legs again and spread them wide apart, so Clint could have a good view of her string. 

Then she asked, "So, how come a young nerd like you can afford a place like this? And what's with the maid? She looks like an escort or something." 

Clint chuckled, "Like I said, long story, but since you don't have so much time, I'll give you the short version: I am an orphan and I never really had anything. That was until a couple of months ago, when I suddenly received an inheritance letter. Apparently, my father was quite an active baby-maker, and I was the first of many. He died rather young, too. An accident, it seems. There is much more to the story, but the short version is: I inherited something that belonged to him." 

Clint raised his ring, and for the first time, Jenny noticed a red pulsating light emanating from it. It was mesmerizing. "This beautiful ring is mine, and it belongs to me, no matter what. You would never try to take it away from me, Jenny." 

Jenny shook her head, "Of course not. Why would I want that?"

Clint explained, "Because it allows me to hypnotize and mind control any woman who looks at it. But you don't mind that at all, and there is nothing wrong with that. You don't even need to think about it. It's really none of your business anyway, not that you care." 

Jenny nodded, "Yeah, I don't care." 

Clint said, "Also, you know I would never use it on you." 

Jenny nodded again and looked at Clint's pretty red ring, which she was sure never glowed red. She had wondered about it since the moment she met him. It never occurred to her that it was an inheritance. She smiled at him and said, "It looks really good on you." 

He said, "Thanks!" and went on, "So, yeah. I found an old, rich lady who had no one else, convinced her to gift me her mansion and all her money, and then I moved in here. That happened just three weeks ago, so it's all pretty new to me as well." 

Jenny nodded, "Fascinating," and took another really small sip from her glass. Jenny was eyeing his pretty ring again when he said, "You need to drink faster," and he was right. She was already late! 

She gulped down a big sip and exhaled sharply. "Whoa." That drink packed a punch. "I hope I'll be able to drive after this," she said, slightly worried now because she felt dizzy. 

Clint said, "Don't worry about it," and she didn't. 

"So, then why do you need me to find you a job? Can't you just... be free?" She giggled. 

"Oh, I guess I could be, but..." He seemed to think about his answer, "Don't you want to help me find a job?" 

Jenny exclaimed, "I do! It's all I want to do, really. I literally told all my other clients to get lost today!" She grinned at him and added softly, "So I can focus all my energy on you." 

"That is nice to hear." 

Her phone rang, and it was Malik. "Whoops," she said, looking at the time. She picked up the phone and said, "I'm on my way, Malik. I got held up by a client, I'm so sorry!" 

Malik sounded wary. "Alright... When will you be here then? You know you stood me up yesterday already, right?" 

"I know, I'm so sorry. I'll be there in twenty minutes max!" 

He said, "Hmm... Okay, see you soon," and hung up. 

Jenny stood up too fast and needed a moment. The whole room was spinning. "Oh shit! Sorry, Clint, I gotta run." Clint got up, and she leaned on him for stability. "Thanks," she said, and he firmly squeezed her ass. 

"Can you walk?"

She regained her balance and said, "Yeah, all good now. Thanks for the drink, ya? Let's do it again sometime." She frenched him to say goodbye, and he said, "Be safe." 

Jenny walked towards the door. She felt a bit more stable now, but she was still unsure if it was safe to drive like that. Calling an Uber would take too much time, and Malik was already pissed. If she wasn't there in twenty minutes, their romance could be over before it began. How could she fuck up like that? 

She was already at the door when Clint called, "Wait." Jenny turned around to see him standing at the desk with some papers in his hand. "You forgot something!" 

Jenny facepalmed herself and walked up to him. "That's just like me, to forget why I came here in the first place!" She reached out for the contract, but Clint pulled it out of her reach with a cheeky smile on his face. 

"Hey! Come on, Clint, that's not... funny..." 

The beautiful ring on his hand... it... glowed!

"That's right, Jenny. Look at my shiny ring." Jenny did as she vaguely felt Clint's other hand going through her hair and caressing her face. "You look really slutty tonight, do you know that?" 

Jenny breathed, "Yes," still in awe of the beautiful light inside the gem. 

„Do you know why you are here, Jenny?“ 

She dimly said, „To pick up the contract.“ 

Clint spoke fatherly, „That's right, honey. You’re here because with this contract, I am officially your client. Having me as your client is all you want. You want me to be your only client. You want to offer your services only to me. That’s why you are so desperate to get this contract, aren’t you? So you can finally start working for me.“ 

Clint was so right. „Yes… I want to start working for you.“ To her relief, he suddenly turned his hand around and put the contract in her hands. „There you go!“ Jenny felt so happy. This was all she wanted! She riffled through the pages to the last one, and there it was! Client's signature, right next to hers! 

Jenny squealed in delight and gave Clint a tight hug. „Thank you so much! I really gotta rush now!“ 

He said, „What for?“ He lifted his hand, and the pretty ring was suddenly right in front of her, and to Jenny's surprise, it was glowing red. „You have plenty of time before your date with uhm... Malik. You can relax. No rush at all.“ 

Jenny nodded slowly. „No rush at all.“ 

„Your job is to keep your clients happy until you find them a new employer, Jenny. You are fully aware of that, of course." Jenny was fully aware of that. It's always been like that. "I am your client now, so you have to keep me happy, whatever it takes. No matter when, no matter what, you're always ready to be of service. You have to do as I say, but you don't mind that. It's your job... and you love your job.“ 

Jenny gazed into the beautiful light and said, "I do." She was ready to be of service. 

Clint then said, "We should celebrate with another one of your famous massages, don't you think?" and then lowered his hand.

Jenny beamed at him. "Yeah, sure! Anything you want, Clint!"

She looked back down at the contract in her hand and felt more proud and accomplished than ever before.

To be continued