Born to Be Ch. 01

The duo was already walking away and not looking back, chuckling over their own immaturity at the expense of Ashley's self-esteem.

He glanced down at his butt from over his shoulder, "Wha-...how could they...but...I'm not..." He scanned himself, his attire wasn't exactly feminine, but it clung to him tightly and showed off the slight curves of his body. The slacks definitely accentuated the swell of his butt, and from his leaned over position, he had it pert out for anyone to see. "But...my butt isn't that...is it?" He thought sorrowfully, reaching behind him with one hand about to examine his rear.

"Ooookay! I'll send him up!" The receptionist hung up the phone and directed her attention back on Ashley. "Alrighty hun, you're good to go, my boss is a little surprised at how quick it was too but she's ready to see ya!"

Ashley jumped as he was brought back to the waking world, having been so stunned from what just happened that he had actually missed the girl's entire conversation on the phone until it was over. "Uhh...ehmm...what?"

She looked at him confused, obviously having not heard the catcall herself, "Your interview?" She pointed to the staircase to her left, "My boss said you can go see her now. Her office is right at the top of those stairs"

The flustered boy shook his head, "Right! Yes! I'm sorry miss...uhhm..."

"Vanessa." She answered him, "Remember it in case you get the job!"

He chuckled and brushed his hair over his ear, "I will, thank you so much Vanessa!" He waved and started towards the pointed-out stairs. He tried to bury the unpleasantness that was the fact that two dudes just thought he was a girl.

It wouldn't have been the first time...

But he shook his head, now wasn't the time to feel self-conscious about his looks. He needed to be cool, confident and ready to rock if he wanted the job. Vanessa may have been very nice, but the boss could've been a hard ass for all he knew. So he ascended the steps, taking a few deep breaths the higher he got, this was his first actual interview ever. And the weight of that didn't really hit him right up until now, he needed to relax and not screw this up, lest he risk losing his best chance at a job right away.

Eventually though, he reached the top and came across a glass door, but the glass panel looked to be made out of some type of thick fiber glass or crystal that made the interior blurry so he couldn't see inside. But a small rectangular sign in the center read, 'Manager's Office' so Ashley knew he was in the right place.

Again, he took a shaky breath, "Okay...this is it..." He shook his hands to get his jitters out of him and cleared his throat. "Here we go..." Then raised his hand, and delicately knocked on the door.

There was a pause before he heard a woman's voice say, "Come in." And one last time, he blew air out of his lips before taking hold of the handle and turning it. Slowly unlatching the door and pushing it open.

He peered around inside as the opening became wider and wider, the office was simple, a grey carpet on the floor with hardwood walls rather than the white painted ones downstairs, but they had chrome stripes in them in some sections matching with the theme from the gym. A desk sat on the far side of the room in front of a large window overlooking the city street below, just to the side of the crescent moon sign outside. Sitting in front of the desk, was a woman, a long mane of silky brown hair obscured her face as she was looking down and writing something on a paper. But Ashley could see her arms and her skin color was dark, she was African American.

"Hello?" Ashley quietly called out as he pushed through the door and entered the office. Carefully taking baby steps further into the room.

Selena's head remained buried in her papers for the first few seconds after hearing the person. She was still pretty busy finalizing all the paper work for the gym expansion's construction, and her work load had practically doubled in the last week, so she was pretty stressed out. But she spoke to acknowledge the person at least. They were the first to come in to apply for a job after all, and quite quickly, she gave the go ahead to Vanessa to put up the sign less than half an hour ago. "Come in, I'll be juuust a second, I just need to..." She glanced up. "Need...to..."
And for the first time, her eyes met his, baby blue met dark Amber, and it felt like her breath left her body. His heart skipped a beat as she lifted her head to look at him. Both caught off guard and lost in the moment of looking upon what both of them considered to be, the prettiest, most beautiful thing, they had ever seen.

Ashley stopped dead in his tracks, looking over her gorgeous face, define cheek bones, full lips, and her chest... Ashley's eyes immediately saw how her bust caused such a large swell under her top and his mouth began to water. He wanted to say something to her, but it felt like he was paralyzed by this sight. The receptionist was quite pretty, but this woman...whoever she is was...stunning.

"H...hi..." Selena said, a little shakier than she meant to, and she quickly cleared her throat, "Hello there!" She stood up, "Come on in, take a seat!"

However Ashley still remained silent, his lips slightly parted with each of his light, shallow breaths. As the woman stood up, she showed off just how tall and gloriously built she was, even from his position at the other end of her office, he had to look up a little to meet her gaze. She was so tall! Easily maybe two heads taller than Ashley, he didn't know for sure but she had to be maybe 6'5 or 6'6.

Plus, she looked strong, he had been expecting the owner of the gym to be dressed in a business suit, or maybe some type of formal dresswear. But this big ebony Goddess was only wearing a workout sports bra top, with veeeery tight capri leggings. Both articles of clothing showed off her taut abs, and muscled legs, not so much so as to be manly or gross. She was just a very in shape, fit woman. Like the type you saw in all those workout advertisements, even her arms had such a tight, toned structure. Ashley had the brief image of her holding someone in a headlock flash through his mind, watching her squeeze them tightly showing off her amazingly sexy strength as she flexed...the lucky person trapped in her grasp squirming and struggling to breathe...

"Are you...gonna come in?" She spoke again suddenly.

Ashley blinked, "Huh? Wha-?"

Selena giggled, "Will you take a seat? So I can interview you?" She gestured to the chair on the opposite side of her desk.

"Oh!" Ashley already felt his faded blush returning from before, "Y-yes! Of course, thank you." He scurried across the office to the offered chair, sitting in it while trying to keep his eyes focused on the floor.

Selena sat down again as well and quickly brushed all of her important documents to the side and folded her hands on her desk. Now much more focused on who had just entered her office, "My name is Selena Mills, I own and run Lunar Lifters, and you are?"

Ashley swallowed the lump in his throat, "I'm...Ashley..." He immediately regretted telling her that. Especially so soon after what just happened downstairs, as if he wasn't already emasculated enough. "...Ashley Walker. But...but I like to be called Ash." He added defensively, sort of regretting that he said that too.

"Hmm...Ash..." She tilted her head, "Okay...is it okay if I call you Ashley though? I think I like it, it's cute." She smiled at him, and hot damn...her smile.

His heart was singing, how such a pretty woman's smile could have an overwhelming effect on him like this was insane. Such butterflies and weightlessness, how could he say no to both that feeling, and that face.

"O...okay...you can call me...Ashley if you like to..." He fiddled with his hands in his lap, the pinkness in his cheeks not going away anytime soon.

"How old are you by the way? If I may ask of course." Selena inquired, "Gotta make sure you're legal...to work here of course."

Ashley nodded, oblivious to the obvious innuendo, "I'm eighteen, just turned it two months ago."

"Oou...nice and young." She smirked, malicious thoughts on her mind, but she hid them by throwing a joke out there, "Hey me too!" Ashley looked at her appearing to be very surprised by this, but she quickly added, "Ha, just kidding, I wish. I'm twenty five, already feeling old."

"What? You're not old, you look so young!" He protested.

"Thank you." She grinned, he also smiled a little bit as well, seeming to loosen up a little more as she resumed the interview. She leaned forward a bit more, "Okay then, Ashley, so you would like a job here?" Ashley nodded enthusiastically. "And which positions are you applying for?"

"I would like the receptionist job, or the equipment management position." He replied.

But to his surprise, Selena seemed to pout as he said that, "Aww...not interested in the yoga position?"

"Um...well, I don't have any experience in that area, and I've never done yoga in my life." He told her honestly, "But I'm ready to learn! And I think I'd really fit in at the front desk, or if you need a cleaner, I'm definitely a neat freak."

Again she giggled, "Oh I'm sure you've got the skills for those, I was just thinking that you looked like you were perfect for the yoga instructor. I mean..." She tilted her head, eyes roaming Ashley for a second, "You've got the perfect figure for it, I'm sure you'd have a lot of students signing up for your class." She smirked.

That made Ashley lean back a bit until he touched the back of the seat in surprise. Her comment sounded strangely flirtatious, and just the way she moved her head, looked him over. Was she actually flirting with him? Was she sending him signals? Or was he reading her wrong?

No one had ever flirted with Ashley before...

"Oh I uhh..." He cleared his throat, "I'm not sure..." He brought a hand up to swipe a lock of hair over his ear out of nervous habit. It was incredibly difficult to continue to look her in the eye, he felt so...naked as she stared at him. Not unpleasantly so, she just seemed to make him feel weak with her gaze.

"We have training sessions, with me to help walk you through iiiiit..." She sort of sang the last word, like she was trying to tempt the boy with a delicious forbidden treat.

Now that sounded tempting, Ashley had another quick mental flash of this stacked woman, Selena doing yoga poses in front of him. Stretching out her arms over her head...arching her back...downward doggy... "Oh wow..."

"I'll tell you what..." Selena suddenly began, leaning forward on her desk, arms crossed so that they helped accentuate the incredible valley of cleavage she was sporting in that red top. "If you give me a chance to convince you to try the yoga instructor position..." She pointed to one of the papers on the desk she brushed aside, "I'll take you out to lunch."

That hit Ashley like a ton of bricks, quickly jostling him from his fantasy stupor. He felt a whoosh run through his body like a wave of pins and needles up his form. "Uh...umm...what?"

"Is...Is she asking me..."

Selena gave a little smile, "You say um quite a bit don't you cutie?" She giggled again, "Just gimmie a chance to try and...persuade you? Just to give it a try, see if you like it, and I'd happily take you on a little date."

"She is...oh God..." Ashley's heart suddenly became a marathon runner in the moment. Pounding like nobody's business in his chest, and somehow in the air-conditioned office, it suddenly felt incredibly warm.

"A...a d-date?" He stuttered, Ashley had never been asked on a date before. "Like...today? I...uhm...I..." He brushed a lock of his dark hair over his ear nervously. "I...uhh...I don't know...it's so sudden...I'm not sure if I have time I mean..." His brain fumbled around, "Isn't...isn't it already past lunch time?" He practically wanted to facepalm himself for such a dumb comment. This ebony beauty was asking him out! Say yes already!

"Would dinner be better than?" Selena added, further surprising the young boy. "Please? Gimmie a chance? I'd really love to hire you either way cuz, well we need the extra help here but...you seem just way too sweet for me to let walk out that door. So... Pretty please?" She batted her eyelashes at him, big brown eyes finding their way down into his vulnerable heart.

He was at a loss for words, and he just stared at her dumbfounded at how greatly this interview was actually going for him. The only problem was he was having a lot of trouble just saying yes. Not that he didn't ant to, he was just so shell shocked by his current circumstance that he didn't know how to react. This was all so foreign to him, he had never been on a date, never been flirted with, never even been kissed...

Ashley was a virgin as they come, so every nerve in his body was on overdrive while he mentally panicked about what was happening. His hands fiddled with the fabric of his slacks, crumpling up the material in his fists while Selena waited for his answer.

"I..." His mouth hanging open, so close to just saying yes, he just needed to find the inner strength to force his vocal chords to function again.

"Oh my gosh, he's so shy!" Selena's smile only continued to grow with Ashley's lack of response. She could see him turning red from over here, and he may not have realized it, but his eyes darting around trying not to look at her tits was not the best cover up. "Come on cutie...you know you want this..." She thought a little maliciously.

The moment she saw him, not only did she think he was the cutest boy she had ever seen. But just the way he carried himself, folding his hands in front of him, shoulders down, eyes to the floor trying to be respectful to someone he viewed as superior. Selena knew he would be absolutely perfect for her, she had been hoping for a long time to get a boy who would fit in her wheelhouse for a while.

And by fit in, she meant be the perfect bottom boy toy for her to play with.

"Pleeeeeeease?" She started again, "Don't make me beg..." Continuing to heavily pour on the flirts. She did the little head tilt, gave him a little lip bite, shimmied her shoulders a bit, acting like she was nervous. Selena was no stranger to the game, she knew how to rake a boy in when she wanted him, Ashley just needed to take the bait.

And boy was he following that bait with heart eyes. He had only just met this woman, and yet he was completely falling under her spell, lost in her gaze and practically floating on her voice. The yoga job still didn't sound like it was for him, but if allowing her to try and tempt him into taking it meant that he got to spend more time with this beautiful woman.

Then he'd let her talk to him about it all day.

"Okay..." He finally agreed.

"Great!" Selena immediately jumped up, taking her cell phone out of one of the pockets in her shorts. "Okay, first things first, I'll need your number so I can contact you both for employment reasons and...other reasons." She winked, and the motion practically made Ashley physically recoil as he saw it. Selena grinned, how such a simple action hit him so hard, this was going to be fun.

Ashley did as she asked though, providing his number for her and the pair went over a few more things. Namely where they could meet up for dinner to discuss his options, plus as much as she didn't want to end their little meeting, she was still busy. The walk-in interviews were only supposed to be around five to ten minutes and theirs easily went over fifteen to twenty.

But in that timespan, as Ashley finally exited her office, phone in hand and barely any breath in his lungs. He felt like all of his worries and concerns from before just melted away, and once again he was back in that upbeat and ecstatic mood.

He got a date! And a job! How lucky could he get!?

He had to resist squealing like a little girl as he did this morning as he exited the fitness center. Am obvious spring in his step while his heart fluttered on cloud nine, heading back to his tiny apartment, ready to take on the world. Absolutely nothing could bring him back down after an event like that!

Ashley's Apartment:

Except...

What should he wear? Where was his cologne? Should he pay for the date even though she asked him out? Should he take the yoga position? Does he need to buy her a gift? Should he text her and ask? No! Absolutely not, don't look desperate. Maybe she'd text him first, unless...unless it was a cruel prank to get him out of her office? No!

Ashley's mind was a whirlwind of questions he didn't have answers for, and he stood practically paralyzed in his apartment, staring at the heap of clothes thrown from his suitcases. Normally Ashley was such a neat freak, but in his panic mode, every article was unceremoniously just tossed about as he ruled them out of his possible outfit for tonight. They set the time for eight o' clock when they were going to meet up, and it was at this little local diner not far away from the gym so Ashley could walk there. So he only had a few hours to prepare, but he couldn't dress too nice for just a first date. And also it was only a diner, but then again he couldn't wear something too laid back either otherwise he'd look shabby. "Oh God! What if I say something stupid? What if I say something that offends her and then she hates me and not only that what if she won't give me a job then either? Aaaah!"

"Aaaah!" Ashley face planted into his clothes, laying prone on the floor. "What do I dooooo!? Aaaaahhhh I wanna die!" His muffled voice shouted into the clothes. If this was what going on dates was like, fear and uncertainty leading up to it, maybe it was a good thing he had never had a girlfriend. He groaned in despair again, complete anxiety setting in...at least up until he heard his phone vibrate. His head lifted up from the scattered shirts and undies, and looked over next to him where his cell was laying on the floor. A new text message lighting up the screen...from a new number.

He hadn't written her in as a contact yet so maybe...

Quickly he scrambled across the floor over to the phone and picked it up, just as it vibrated again with a second text.

'Hi, Ashley! It's Selena, just testing your number out :), does it work? Lol' Followed by, 'If it does, I can't wait for our date, I hope I can get you to see things my way ;)'

At that, while his worries for how he'd dress still remained, he couldn't help but smile. "She texted me first." He thought, again feeling an incredible sense of elation and pride swell up in his chest. He sat up on his elbows to take the phone in both hands and text her back.

'It works! Lol, I'm looking forward to tonight too!' He replied, almost wanting to send a little heart along with his text, but he quickly erased it. Too much, too soon.

Only a few seconds of waiting, his phone vibrated again, once more from the same number, he quickly added the contact as Selena as he opened the text. 'Awesome! Glad to hear it :) See you tonight cutie!'

That text made him giggle, and he kicked his lower legs up in his prone position, swinging them back and forth a little while he started to type up his response. 'See you tonight!' And send!
It was a nice little reminder of what he had to look forward too, but the problem of what his attire should be still remained, and only a few hours were left on the clock so he needed to come up with something soon.

He decided first to take a shower, hoping that he would come up with something in there. So he stripped down in the middle of his living room, dropping his job hunting clothes to the floor, scooping up his bottles of body wash, shampoo and conditioner, and prancing across the space butt naked to go into the bathroom. Pale bubble butt bouncing a bit as he entered.