The Interview



It was the part I hated the most about job interviews, sitting in the waiting area with the other would be employees. I normally wouldn’t be looking for a personal assistant position, but the employment agency sent me here. They said it would be a good match. I had been through an initial interview, two days of testing, and had made it to the final interview. It was late in the day, still there were two women also waiting. The receptionist came up to me and said “Mr. Stone, Mrs. Jones will see you now” I followed the receptionist back through a door and down a hall that ran alongside a room of cubicles, normally there would be phones ringing, people busy working, but this late they had all gone home. The receptionist had great legs I thought as I watched her sweet ass sway side to side. She opens the door and holds it for me.

Smiling she says “good luck”.

As I entered the office I see a very attractive woman sitting behind a large oak desk. My eyes went to the form fitting, white, dress shirt she was wearing. She had left the top three buttons undone revealed the cleavage of her D-cup breasts. She wore a man’s tie that had been untied and was hanging down either side of her neck. She stood up, leaned across the desk, and reached her hand out. Her breasts were straining hard at the forth button.

“Hello I am Mrs. Jones”, She said.

I reached back and gently shook her hand. “I’m JD…” As she shook my hand she turned to the receptionist.

“Cheryl, this is going to be my last interview for the day. After rescheduling the others for tomorrow, you can leave. Thank you Cheryl.”

Realizing I was still staring at her breasts I quickly glance down and my eyes went to the hem of her black skirt, a good 6” above the knee. Her long, stocking clad legs capturing my imagination for a brief moment. Picturing the image of her from behind, bent over the desk. ‘Oh shit… I want to work for her’, I Think to myself. I quickly look up, looking directly into her dark, sexy eyes. “It’s a pleasure to meet you” I finish saying. She motions me to sit in a chair in front of the desk “please sit, Let’s see…” she said as she picks up a folder and opens it to my resume. “Your experienced in excel, word, power point… You know the phone system… You have all the technical requirements covered but can you make coffee.”

Yes, just tell me how you like it and I’ll give it to you”. ‘shit that didn’t sound right’, I tell myself… should have said ‘get it for you’.

“Can you make a Latte?”

“Well to be honest, I never have but I’m a quick learner.” I reply

Over the intercom Cheryl says “I’m leaving Mrs. Jones, see you tomorrow.”

“Okay, I’ll see you tomorrow”, she said.

Turning back to me she started, “Let’s see, I just have to tell you how I like it and…”, the pause made my heart skip a beat. She continued “your honest, and a quick learner”. She paused as if thinking deeply. “I guess I should put that to a test”. Turning she sat back down sliding her chair backwards and crossing her legs “You know I never have had a male assistant before.” The playful smile on her lips and that look in her eyes, made me nervous. “Stand up, please”, she said.

“Okay…” I replied as I slowly stood.

I watch as she softly bites her lower lip and then says “turn”, spinning her index finger in the air. I start to turn around.

“Slower…” she says. I move slower. I can feel the heat of her eyes looking me over as I slowly turn around until I’m facing her again. I feel my cock growing hard. “Nice” she says softly, her eyes slowly lower to my crotch and my growing cock. A smile comes across her lips. Her left hand moves to the front of her blouse and toyed with that 4th button. Her stare was almost penetrating as she watched my cock. She let the button slip through the hole and gave a better view of her breasts. She let out a soft giggle as she enjoyed the tease she was giving me. She slowly uncrossed her legs letting them spread out wide, pushing her skirt up. I could see the wetness of her black panties. My cock was so hard it stretched the skin to the point it hurt a little.

She leaned back a little and said, “show me your cock.”

“Excuse me”, I reply shyly. “Is this a normal part of…”

“Do you want the position” She interrupts.

I hear myself saying “Yes”, without even thinking about it.

“Then show me your cock!”

I look down as I undo my leather dress belt and undo the top hook, ’Oh god am I really going to do this’ I think to myself. One hand holds the waist band as the other slowly pull the zipper down. I look up to see Mrs. Jones softly biting down on one red fingernail just in her mouth. I reach into my pants to pull my cock out but she quickly says “No, pull them down”

I pause for a moment and then hook my thumbs over the sides of my pant. Closing my eyes, I take a deep breath and push them down past my hips letting them fall to the floor. I can feel my face turning red with embarrassment. “Nice, very nice” she says almost purring. “Its, so… hard. Now, stoke it for me.”

I hesitate “but , I…” I started to protest but I know I have already gone beyond the point of no return.

“Go ahead”, she said in a playful manner “start stroking your cock for me.” I took my cock into my hand and started to slowly stroke it. As she sat watching me. Her eyes stay focused on the motion of my hand, stroking my cock. I watch as her breathing gets deeper her breast lifting and falling. My hand started to slide up and down harder and faster.

“No, no” she said firmly “stroke it slowly, now we are going to see if you have the qualifications to satisfy me needs.” She leaned all the way back in her chair, putting her ankles up on the desk, her legs spreading. One hand pulled up her skirt past the tops of her thigh high stocking and the other sliding down into her white, almost see through, panties. It seemed like time stood still as she watched me stroke my cock, slowly sliding my hand up and down the length of the shaft. Beneath the moistening fabric of her panties I watched her finger working little circles on her clit. She would work it a little faster… faster… My hand wanted to stroke faster but each time as I started to she would say the same thing.

“No, no, stroke it slowly… you work for me.” No matter how slow I stroked it was starting to feel good, a little too good. I leaned forward bracing myself against the desk. Closing my eyes for a second, taking in a sharp breath…

"Do you want to cum?” she asked in a sweet voice. “Do you want to cum now?”



Oh god she was a tease. “Yeesss”, was all I could gasp out.

I wanted to cum. I wanted to just beat the hell out of my throbbing cock and unload right there in front of her

“No, no, Not yet, you will cum when I say you can”

“Oh God!” I grunted… “so close… I’m… so…”

I had to hold back. I let my hand slide all the way down my shaft and squeezed tight around the base hard with my thumb and forefinger. Pre-cum dripped from the tip. My eyes were closed tight as I struggled to pull my thoughts away from the situation.

I hear her voice, “Very good”, she giggled “you are a quick learner. You can stop for now.”

My hand quickly released its grip on my cock, still I had to focused for a moment to keep myself from cumming. I took another deep breath as she stood up out of her chair and slowly walked around to the front of the desk. Her every motion an act of sensuality in its perfection. I just stood there frozen, not sure if I should move or what. She pressed her breasts against my shoulder and placed her hand on my chest as she leaned in and whispered in my ear, “Do you still want to give it you me?” As she said this her hand slid down my chest across my abs then wrapping her fingers around my cock she started stoking it. Up then down slowly, once, I gasp for my breath. Twice, my body trembled softly as my head fell forward. Her other hand grasps my hair at the back of my head. The third stroke and I moan out “Oh God!… Please… let me cum…!!”

She giggles as she releases her hold on my cock. My eyes closed, my body tight, using every ounce of self discipline to keep myself from exploding. She moves in front of me sitting on the desk. I feel her grip on my hair tighten as she pulls me down to my knees in front of her. Her other hand goes to the back of my head and she pulls me forward with both hands. Pulling me tight against her pussy, pushing her wet, panty clad, mound into my mouth. The hot, musky, scent and the almost spicy taste of her pussy overloads my senses as I gladly push my tongue hard against her panties licking her sweet juices from the fabric. I turn my head enough to slide my nose under the side of her panties pushing them out of my way.

She started to protest “No, I didn’t… say… to…” but my tongue was already sliding into her dripping hole. I begin to slide upward, parting the pink, silky folds until my tongue reaches her hard little nub. I let my top lip slide over it and let the bottom one settle in just below it. I suck gently pulling her clit out of hiding and to my waiting tongue. I begin to softly, gently flick the tip of my tongue across her delicate bud. Her legs wrap around my back, I feel her high heels digging into my back. Her hand pulls my head in tighter as, moaning she falls back laying across the desk. Hearing her moan inspired me further as I wrap my arms around her hips. With one hand I pull her panties completely out of the way as my tongue starts to work small, slow, teasing circles.

Her hips quickly lift off the desk as I hear her moan, “Like that… yes just like that…” Her hips lower back down and I feel the grip on my hair increase. I continue the circles, slow, rhythmic, nonstop circles. Feeling her legs tighten, tremble a little. Her back arches up… “Faster” she gasps out. “Faster… I’m… cumming!”

Her hips pump upward again. Her hand pulls me in tight as she grinds her pussy against my mouth. My mouth filling with her juices, then overflowing, running down my chin. My grip around her hips tighten as my tongue circles faster and faster.

“Oh shit yes…” She moan loudly as her hips suddenly drop back to the desk. I teasingly slow my licking but never stop.

“Oh God, your better then Cheryl!” she gasps out.

“I want you to fuck me, fuck me now!…” I give her clit a few hard flicks before I pull away. Then begin to slide the tip of one finger into her dripping hole. Searching just inside for that little rough patch… that cluster of sensitive nerves. “Fuck me now…”, she says again in a desire filled moan.

I teasingly reply, “If I work for you then, you will have to trust me sometimes, I want to do the best job possible”. Then my finger found the treasure it had been looking for, your g-spot. I start to tease it with the tip of my finger as my mouth once again drops down to surround you clit with its hot, moist, teasing, pleasure. Her hands stretch out over her head grasping the other side of the desk. An animalistic grunting moan escapes her as she instinctively pushes her hips up again. As she does my finger slips deep into her. Once again licking her clit. More forceful then before, more direct, flicking up and down quickly. I slide my finger out, tease the sweet, sensitive spot, then slide two fingers deep into her. I continue finger fucking her slowly at first, the a little faster, then faster. Matching the rhythm of my tongue to my fingers pumping in and out of her. Her moans now just an unintelligible combination of gasps, moans, and half formed words. Her hips grinding back against my fingers and tongue. Occasionally I could make out the words “fuck me… Please, fuck me!”. Then I finally heard what I had been working so hard for.

She gasped out “Damn… I’m going to cum!”

I immediately pulled my fingers from her dripping hole, Pulled my mouth away from her clit, and started to stand up. two can play at that teasing game. I lean over her one hand going behind her neck. Letting my rock hard shaft slide along her steaming hot slit. The head of my cock sliding across her overly sensitive clit. Pulling her up from the desk I kiss her deep. Pulling her forward until she was standing in front of the desk. I pull back from the kiss and look her deep in the eyes. One hand dropping between her legs sliding a finger into her needy, wanton, pussy. Watching the desire burning in her eyes I softly, teasingly ask, “Do you want me to fuck you?”

“Yes” she half moans, “give me that cock”

Sliding my hands to her waist I quickly spin her around. Pushing her forward, bending over the desk. Her hands stretch out again and grasping the other edge of the desk. I look down at her perfect legs. Pulling her skirt over her waist, I think to myself ‘better then I imagined’. I slide my fingers into the top band of her panties and pull them down off of her. This time a little more louder, as if demanding an answer I ask, “Do you really want me to fuck you?”

“Please… Yes… fuck me hard!” as she looks back over her shoulder at me.

I take my cock in hand and guide it to the entrance to her steaming pussy. Slowly slide the tip in. She arches her back pressing her upper body tight against the desk. I let it slip out she gasps out “No!”.

I let it slip back in, a little deeper. Still just the first couple of inches. Just enough to tease her g-spot. Slowly in and out, teasing. I hear her begging. “More… give me all of it…” knowing that I can only take so much before I lose control I slam every in of my steely hard shaft deep inside her. I immediately start pumping hard and fast… pounding her… Filling her with my cock. It doesn’t take long till her body starts to tremble… I can feel her pussy convulsing around my shaft, her moisture flowing out around my cock.

I can feel as she begins to cum. I pound even harder as she Presses her ass back against me, her back arched hard, as she screams out “Oh God… Yes… I’m…”

Still I keep pounding, keeping my focus on her. Her body almost convulsing at the pleasure she was feeling. It was too much. I can’t hold back any longer. With my hands on her hips I pull her back hard with every forward thrust. I feel as I begin to lose control, as the feeling takes over my body. I feel the cum building, feel it move up my shaft. I grunt loudly as I feel the first hot burst release deep inside her.

“Fuck, baby… Yes… God yes… Take that cum!” I can feel as my cum sprays out with every thrust. My legs shaking. The feeling was so amazing. Then started to subside. My thrusting slowed. Her body already lip against the desk. I Push my cock deep inside her one last time, her pussy milking the last drops from my cock. I stand there for a moment looking down at her as the mixture of our fluids drip from her slit down onto the dark finish of the desk.

She is the first to move. Standing up, pressing her body back against mine. Her hand wanders back grasping my cock. She turns slightly and whispers, “Your hired… you are definitely hired” She pushes me back and reaches to the floor picking up her panties. She walks back to the other side of the desk. “Get dressed and report back here to work at seven in the morning”. As I am getting dressed she sat down, picked up the phone, and dialed.

A moment passed then she spoke into the phone, “Cheryl, cancel all the other interviews I found my assistant”. She paused for a moment the continued, “He will be here in the morning”. Then with a playful giggle, looking directly at me she continued, “I think you will really enjoy training him”.