Jan has been working for a large company during his studies for a year. One day he suspected bad things when he was put in a small conference room and his supervisor left the room. He began to stumble nervously and tapped a bar with his fingers on the table in front of him. After about 15 minutes the deputy head of department stepped into the room and smiled at him friendly: "Don't worry, Jan, you won't be fired or anything like that!" Jan sighed in relief. "Tell me, Jan, since when have you been employed by us?" "For a little more than a year, Mr. Mohr.", Jan answered after thinking for a moment.

His superior nodded and looked at the personnel file he had brought with him. “According to your employees, you are very hardworking and conscientiously follow the tasks that are assigned to you! Therefore we thought about whether you shouldn't take on a little more responsibility, of course everything within the scope of your possibilities! " Jan's mouth fell open in amazement, a promotion with a part-time job, that didn't happen every day. He stammered something like "Yes, please, thank you!" and after a brief discussion of the details, Jan was still a bit shocked in front of the small conference room. A smile slowly spread across his face. He was now looking forward to his new position in the department responsible for the appointment.


Jan has been working in the new department for three weeks now and, among other things, sorted the individual applications according to the company's areas of expertise. The tasks that he was given here were more demanding than before, he had to read through the applications and carefully check whether the people could fit into the company and in which department they would be best placed. He enjoyed it, he loved challenges, and his superiors were very happy with him. Soon he was given additional tasks such as answering applications with acceptances or rejections and preparing job interviews. Jan was just sorting through a pile of applications when he noticed one in particular: It was a girl his age, her name was Sophie Schneider and she was applying to be a secretary. Jan had seldom had such a good and fantastically formulated application in hand, he flipped through to the résumé and caught his breath. She was beautiful, brown curls framed a beautiful face and her green eyes sparkled cheekily at him even in the photo. Jan swallowed hard, how could a photo so upset him? He was actually a fairly open-minded young man and seldom lost his temper, but he hadn't been prepared for such a beauty. Even when he put the application on the right pile and carried on, her face was still haunted in his head. The whole day his thoughts returned to this application, he was even so deep in thought that he drove a bus station too far when he was finished.

But even when he finally got home, she still didn't let go of him and he fell asleep restless in the evening and dreamed of her beautiful face.


After another two weeks, Jan had almost forgotten Sophie again, the application was again in front of him with instructions to write an acceptance and to make all the preparations. He was getting hot and cold at the same time, his otherwise safe way of working was blown away from one moment to the next. In order to be able to work a little more concentrated again, he got up to get a coffee.

In the break room he stood there, deep in thought, stirring his coffee. "Are you okay, Jan?" Jan winced and almost spilled his coffee. Hilde was standing next to him, she was the good soul of the company and takes care of everything. "I have no idea!", He said and again looked lost in thought at his coffee. "I have to write an answer to an application and I don't know how! I can't get a clear thought today!" Jan took the coffee and took a sip, it was almost cold by now. Hilde smiled gently at him: "Have you ever tried to call? Then you don't have to write a complicated text!" He figured if he called, the chance he'd have the answering machine on would be 50/50. He hadn't thought about that at all. Slowly his thoughts calmed down and he smiled at Hilde. "Thank you Hilde! You are my salvation!" She waved it off and smiled back, leaving the break room again. Jan poured the rest of the cold coffee into the sink and made a new one.


Back in his seat, he made up the words and picked up the phone. The number was entered quickly and immediately the tooting sounded on the line. "Hey, this is Sophie Schneider's line, please leave a message after the signal!", The answering machine rang after ringing a few times. A stone fell from Jan's heart, He spoke his text and then hung up. "What a voice!" Thought Jan and crossed his arms behind his head. He had put the application on Wednesday next week and stated that he was preparing everything. He couldn't explain his anticipation for next week himself, he didn't even know her. But it turned out differently than he thought.


The second lockdown due to Corona had been threatening for a long time, and so it came about that all job interviews had to be postponed for the time being. Jan's mood was in the basement when a week later he got the mail on Monday that he should stay at home.


One evening, when he booted up his laptop and routinely checked his emails, he couldn't believe his eyes and the carrot wedge he had just put in his mouth remained motionless in his mouth. His supervisor had written him to please come by the next day to prepare for interviews via videovhat. He cheered and almost choked on the piece of carrot that was still in his mouth.


When he got to work the next morning, his boss was waiting outside for him. While they were going into the building, his supervisor explained how the discussions should take place: he, Jan, should invite the applicants one by one and then bring them to a conference room, where the conversation should be held via video chat. The people from the human resources department sat one floor up and could ask their questions.

He should also make sure that the video chat connection was reasonable.


He was now brought into the conference room and immediately began to set everything up, put a large television in position through which the applicant could see the men and women from the HR department. After everything was aligned and the table and chair were in place, Jan began to make the connections with the camera, the PC and the television. After a total of 2.5 hours of work and some trouble with the technology, he was finished and informed his supervisor. He received a folder with a list and information material for the applicants with the task of calling everyone on the list one after the other and assigning appointments to them. Jan went straight to his desk and went through the list, with a lump in his throat he let his finger slide over the list. His finger finally stopped at the name he was looking for, Sophie Schneider! He swallowed hard, it was on the second page of the list, he decided he would put it on the earliest possible date.


Jan took a deep breath, picked up the phone and dialed her number. The doorbell rang, and after a moment the answering machine answered. Relieved, he began to recite his text when the line clicked and a soft voice could be heard: "Hello, this is Sophie Schneider, I just jumped out of the shower when I heard that it was you!" The words instantly got stuck in Jan's throat, images of bare skin flash in his mind! Stuttering, he said: "Gggguten Ms. Schneider! Do you now have time to come to the said appointment?". "Which date?" "Oh, uhh ... wait a minute!". Jan frantically tried to organize his thoughts and sift through the papers on his table. "Wednesday at 10 o'clock next week?" Asked Jan. "Yes!" Sophie replied and, completely unexpectedly, hung up immediately. Jan paused in his movement and wondered about her behavior. Then he let himself fall into his chair, relieved.


The next Wednesday was there faster than Jan could have imagined. He got nervously on public transport and almost missed his stop. When he arrived at the company, he prepared everything for the talks and was soon able to get rid of his nervousness through work. Before Sophie were two more interviews that went as planned.

Jan was accompanying the last applicant out when he saw her, Sophie. With her hair flowing, she walked quickly towards the entrance of the building. Suddenly Jan became a little nervous again, she looked stunning. She wore a dark blue knee-length skirt with a white blouse. Her slim legs ended in a pair of ankle-high white sneakers that made her outfit look both serious and casual. All of this was rounded off by black leggings that reached up to the middle of her calves. When Sophie came to a stop in front of Jan, he stammered: "Hello! You must be Mrs. Sophie Schneider!" Sophie raised one of her eyebrows and said pointedly: "And you must be the idiot who called me last week !!". His mouth dropped open in disbelief, like a carp's. Did she really just say that? "Yes that can be good.", He said and turned bright red and looked at her slightly confused. Sophie smiled, her eyes twinkling when she said, "If I he works, just quit! I definitely don't want to work with fools like that. And now show me where the conversation is taking place! "Now Jan got a little angry. What was the nonsense, what was this bitch thinking?

He glared at her grimly and she looked back just as grimly. Gritting his teeth he said: "Then come with me! I hope they don't take you!". He yanked the door open and went in, his sympathy wiped away. Sophie followed him quickly to avoid being hit by the closing door. When he arrived in the conference room, he only nodded briefly to the table, indicating where she should sit down. "Sophie Schneider is here now!" He said into an intercom on the wall. Sophie stuck her tongue out and sat down at the table. Jan rolled his eyes and went around the table to turn on the TV, then he saw the outstretched feet of this bitch peek out from under the table and a plan was developing in his head how he could get this bitch back. He crouched down and pretended to check the camera cables, while he saw that he had the option of pulling the office chair on which Sophie was sitting forwards from below so that the armrests wedge under the massive table would. A devilish grin crossed his face, he straightened up and went to the intercom. "The cable from the microphone is defective! I think we have to communicate via the board and via yes / no questions. I prophesied it yes!", Jan told his superiors from one floor above them. In fact, he said it could happen because the cable was old and mended hundreds of times. "Damn it! Well, does the picture work?". "Yes, that's not a problem!" He replied to the question. Then he went to another table and got a small tablet and a plastic pen. With these things in hand, he went to Sophie and put the things down for her. "Unfortunately the microphone does not work! Only yes / no questions are asked and if you have questions or you want to answer more detailed, you have a board here! I think you can do it!". In response, she stuck her tongue out again. Then he jerked her forward so that her chair wedged. "Ass!" She said softly, but didn't notice that she was stuck. Jan walked around her and turned on the camera. His colleagues on the screen were now all there. He took a piece of paper and wrote something on it, then he held it up to the camera. "Try to mend," it said. His supervisor nodded and Jan went into hiding, out of sight of Sophie and the camera. Of course he didn't want to fix anything, he wanted to wipe her out and show her who was on the longer handle. He began to attach old cables and zip ties to the cross brace in front of him. When his construct was finished, he said quietly: "Take your foot up for a moment!" And knocked on her left, right foot for him. Amazingly, she did what he said, he quickly positioned one of the prepared cables under her foot. Now he could fasten her foot to the cross brace with a quick pull, but first he did the same with the other foot.


He noticed that the application now arrived at the part where a lot of yes / no questions were asked in order to be able to react to different situations in the company. When a question was just being asked, Jan jerked his structure upwards, Sophie's ankles were now fixed. She was trapped by the chair and the combination on the cross brace. Sophie elicited a sharp scream, thank God the microphone didn't work! "What the fuck? Get rid of me!", She hissed out between closed teeth so as not to grimace. Then she shook her head at the question asked. "Wait, you bitch!" Replied Jan and carefully began to loosen her shoelaces. Two more questions passed before Sophie noticed that her shoes were slowly loosening. She swallowed and tried to pull her feet back. By shaking her feet and trying to free herself, Jan was now able to easily take off her shoes. Sophie let out a hissing breath, she spread her toes in her white and gray striped socks. "Cut that shit!" She whispered again. Jan heard a certain uncertainty after all. Grinning, he ran his finger over her left sole, very slowly, from heel to toe. He heard her hold her breath and saw her foot twitch wildly under his finger. He repeated the movement on her other foot with a similar reaction. Grinning maliciously, he said softly: "Are you ticklish?" "Fuck you!", She hissed with a slight giggle in her voice, because Jan now let his fingers crawl lightly over her twitching feet. He didn't want her at all embarrassing but teaching a little lesson, and so he continued to use the opportunity to explore the sweetly twitching feet. Sophie let out a quiet giggle over and over again, which only spurred Jan on even more.


After about 10 minutes he grabbed the sock waistband and slowly pulled it off the foot. "Ohhh no! Please don't !!", he heard her pleading softly - all her security had faded from her voice. She pinched her toes which caused her sole to pucker. A tingling sensation spread across Jan's stomach, he couldn't explain it. This situation and her helplessness combined with the tickling irritated him immensely. He had known for a long time that he had a preference for beautiful feet, but he has never had a situation like this. While he was thinking, he began to torture Sophie's toes with his fingers, which squeaked uncontrollably once. Then Jan noticed that her twitching became significantly more as soon as he approached her toes. In order to have more treatment area, the other foot also lost its protective material. Now he was clearly pushing her to her limits with his action, Sophie found it more and more difficult to keep her composure. A steady giggle could be heard from her now. But then Jan heard his colleagues say goodbye with the words "Thank you, Ms. Schneider! We will definitely get in touch with you." When it clicked and the picture on the television went black, he dropped all caution and crawled wildly on it. Sophie's bell-like laugh filled the room and she tugged wildly at her feet. An idea shot through his head as his victim tried to break free with a hearty laugh at him. He leaned forward and now held one foot in his hand. While the other hand continued to treat the writhing foot, he let his tongue slide over his victim's foot. Sophie's laugh turned into a scream and she began to drum on the table. Jan's tongue felt its way over the ball of the foot and into the spaces between the toes, it tasted wonderful, slightly salty and like something else that he couldn't define. When he let go of his victim, Sophie collapsed, giggling and completely exhausted. Jan freed her feet and she slowly pulled them back. He got up and looked at her grinning, she looked back, tears of laughter had run down her face. She looked him in the eye. "Ass!", She said, but without the pointed undertone, but rather meant to be fun and cheeky. Jan walked around her and pulled hard on the chair so that it came loose. He handed her socks and shoes with the words "I'm looking forward to working with you!". Now she gave him a friendly smile. "Me too! And I'll never be so bitchy again, I promise". "What a shame!" He sighed and then grinned cheekily. Jan accompanied her out.


After Sophie disappeared he went upstairs and dismantled everything. He took the camera to his place to charge it. But when he connected it he saw that the memory symbol was blinking. He went into the menu and realized that everything had been recorded after the TV was off. He laughed out loud and watched the video. When it was over, he smiled and hit the delete button.


End?