“ Don't be late our Eileen,"Dan Micklethwaite advised his eldest girl as he got set to set off for his shift in't mill,"promptness that's what's wanted."

"Yes our Dad,"Eileen replied, as she tried not to vex about her audience for Book custodian job at Grimshaws.

She weren't prettiest of lasses, her hair were mousey, her tits weren't nothing special and she hadn't never had a proper boyfriend, but that ‘ ent to say she were no virgin, oh no, the fireside brush handle had seen to that on more than one social occasion though her kept that to herself.

She dressed sensible, that is to say in her best clothes bought peculiar for Aunt Maud's funeral six month since, grey annulus and white open cervix shirt with a black jacket.

"Remember you want's book keepers job, yer not a whore,"her Dad warned when she undid two clitoris not one.

"Yes our Dad,"she replied.

"Eee, I can hardly think it me petty girl all growed up,"he sighed as he wished for the millionth time he's wore a gumshoe when he scewed her mother against Abbotoire road railway bridge nigh on twenty years afore.

"Reet, now think on,"he said as he gently eased his Sir Walter Ralegh Elswick Special energy bicycle out of parlour fix to set off down route towards t'mill.

Poor Eileen were in a right state of matter, wi next to no brass coming in the all crime syndicate needed her to get job. butterfly in her tummy weren't nowhere in it, it were like she'd ate some maggotty meat and the altogether imprecate lot had hatched as flies.

She decided a paseo would do her goodness, round by gas employment, down past where Langley engineering used to be afore them went broke, down by Thornton and Rigsby Fueneral sitting room and despite dawdling she were still nigh on twenty instant early when she got to Grimshaw's office staff on Guisley Road.

"Promptitude,"she remembered he dad saying so she screwed up her courageousness and pulled the bell corduroy. It were broke so she banged the door. Nothing. So she opened it.

"Yes ?"some work faced cow asked.

"I come for't job,"she ventured.

"Well thee won't get one on doorstep wll thee ?"the cleaning woman sighed,"Upstairs, third gear on right and rap and postponement to be asked in."

"Oh, right,"Eileen agreed. She marvellled at the milled marble floor with"Grimshaws,"laid out in black on tweed setting, the swish mahogany desk and matching president and that in reception room, and at the posh staircase wi exposure of Grimshaw's old and new, all looing alike wi their great bushy face fungus, except the ladies of course.

She knocked timidly then again hard enough to pain her knuckles.

"By ‘ eck give us a arcminute you'll have door off hinge,"Eli Grimshaw warned, as he had one of his assocates unlock the door.

"I'm here for t'job Eileen said awkwardly.

"About bloody time, get thee kit off and let dog see t'rabbit,"Eli said kindly.

"What ?"Emily demanded.

"Get thee kit off, thee won't have nothing we ‘ ent seen afore lestaways I hope not !"Eli chuckled.

Charlie"Crusher"Haines and Jim"Razor"Sharpe grinned knowingly as they looked on.

"flavor"Emily ventured.

"Does thee want job or not, if thee does get thee kit off, if thee don't bugger off and stop wasting us time."Eli explained patiently.

"We have a certain criterion to mantain,"Razor explained, in a poncy southerner accent,"It's not a big progeny surely ?"

"I never stripped before three blokes before,"Eileen admitted.

"I'll assistant thee if thee likes,"Charlie offered.

Eileen looked on. Eli looked harmless enough, he could have passed for fourscore with his bushy beard, Razor was immature, 40 ‘ s maybe, all posh suit, off the peg Marks and Herbert Spencer not cobbled together in some backbone street sweat shop, while Charlie was quite a hunk.

Eileen needed the job and she seemed to be out of her eubstance looking on as she started to undo her push.

"Bloody strip down not do a bloody striptease,"Eli cussed,"Can't get staff can't even get applicants."he muttered.

Eileen were mortified as she carefully laid her blouse and chick on president. She hadn't expected this of she'd have got some new knickers as hers had a big golf hole in.

"No brazier,"Sharpe observed,"Nice firm knocker, quite delightful."

"And kinky knee breeches, thee could gve her one thrugh t'cakehole wi out tekkin'em off !"Charlie observed.

Eli smiled"Reet lassie hop up on desk and lets have a face, best drop knee pants so's we can get a close up."

Eileen gulped but she dropped her knickerbockers to floor and hopped up on desk in just her smart black place and white ankle joint socks.

"Ee, tha'looks champion,"Eli said admiringly as in moving from behind desk to in forepart he reached down his trouser and aimed hs swelling cock somewhere more comfortable.

Razor also looked on approvingly,"Quite delectable, vieginal almost, you're not I presume ?."

"No,"Eileen replied, none too sure if she were or not as if wanking counted she weren't but if it didn't she were.

"Quite excellent, somewhat shaggy and unkempt,"Razor obsrved as he stepped nigh and ran his fngers up her inner second joint,"And so soft."

Eileen felt awkward, legs spread wi her whatsits on display and a chap fondling her, she wanted to lay back and let him do it but thought that would be unprofessional. That didn't stop her getting very excited and wet at the thought though.

"And easily entered,"Razor commented as he worked the index fngers of both hands inside her eased her lower lips apart for a better view.

"Out way, let dog see rabbit,"Eli ordered.

Eileen looked on. Eli had took his trousers and knickers off and stood wi only his shirt and air-sleeve on, he looked about eighty but his cock were cock of lots vernal bloke.

"Bloody ‘ ell !"cried Eileen.

"fear not it'll fit,"Eli assured her,"might need a proficient push mind, thee punter brace thee self."

Eileen probably ought to have said no, no way, bugger that for a escapade, you can glut the job, o summat but the thought process of all that solid substance going inside her turned her fountainhead and she gripped border of desk business firm like and spread her stage as far apart as they would go.

The tip of Eli's cock rubbed up Eileens intimate second joint sending shivers of prediction coursing through her vena, it touched her lips and tentatively and sensitively ventured inside. Through the narrows where her muscular tissue relaxed to alow its passage and on into the caven leading to he womb.

Almost before she realised Eli's hairy crotch banged her minge and his prick were flop up her.

"By ‘ eck lass, thee's sommat special."Eli chuckled as he happily ploughed her.

"Oooohhh,"Eileen cooed with pleasure as he thrusted in and out.

"You had a three some ?"Eli aked.

"No, whay's that ?"she asked.

"Aye its a rare treat, missy love it, give her one up t'ass an all our Charlie,"Eli suggested.

"Right ho boss,"Charlie replied as he dropped his impudent gery flannel trouser and hung them neatly over a chair back.

Eli grabbed Eileen around the shank and lifted her bodily off of the desk and peter walked her around in a circle so his ass were against desk and her ass yap were exposed cook for Charllie to jostle his cock in.

Charlie finished aranging his clothes and smeared his putz with olive oil so's he'd chute in a bit easier. Even so it were a struggle but his efforts pushed Eileen onto Eli's cock. bother and delight mingled making her cry out, butb after a bit of a struggle he were in her and she felt she were being torn in half with two putz near touching each early inside her.

"It's all very elegant and delightful but I do rather feel like a plain penis at a funeral,"Razor observed.

"standpoint on a chair and let her suck thee off then,"Eli chuckled,"Have a foursome, bit o squad edifice and that."

Razor ended up stood on desk and even then Eileen had to turn her promontory right round.

She weren't too sure how to fellate peter but Razor just shoved it in and started fucking her cheek so she let him get on with it, just grabbing a bit of a breath when she could.

She was fold to passing out when everything went purpurate and sparks flew in her genius as she had probably the best orgasm she'd ever had wi Eli spunking up her and Charlie takin the cue and spunking up her ass while Razor joined in and damned near choked her by spunking down her throat.

“'E'ee that's what we's lookin'for, tart wi talent,"Eli suggested.

"Gets my vote,"says Charlie.

"Agreed,"adds Razor as he hauled his cock back in his pants.

"How do you go for Buxton Road from Marks and Herbert Spencer to Timothy White person ?"Eli enquired,"Ten bob a week up front or half thee tekkins."

"What ?"Rileen gasped.

"peak point for whorin'” Buxton road Eli explained.

"I'm not no bawd, I'm here for Christian Bible keeper's job !"Eileen explained.

"Oh,"Eli replied,"Oh, bloody hell, thee's not all-fired due yet and then its next door."

"This is Micklethwaite and Frickley Insurance Associates."Razor explained,"We offer indemnity to street go-cart and regulate the industry."

"What MAFIA"Eileen gasped.

No one said anything.

"Grimshaw's office is adjacent door lassie,"Eli explained,"Best get theeself cleaned up."

Eileen quickly grabbed her clothes and angrily began to trim, she pulled up her knickers so firmly that the fix tore some more.

"washables thee face in bog first,"Eli suggested,"And gargle, thee's got kindling on thee chin."

Eileen was mortified, she nearly went abode but something Eli said or inferred made her stay.

She washed as best she could and dutifully knocked on the right door bang on ten o'clock.

"Come in,"Eli said cheerily.

She went in, Eli was sitting behind another large mahogany tree desk, this time her were on hs own."Look have I got job or not ?"she asked.

"Can I lie with thee through muddle in thee's knee pants w out thee having to dribble'em ?"Eli asked.

"How should I bed ?"Eileen demanded.

"Shall us try ?"he asked.

"If I got job."Eileen replied,"I got me sheepskin in maths and that."

"wellspring see I want's a bit on't slope, not flashy so every bugger is always tryin'to have it away her all't time,"Eli explained,"but willing and."

"I'll plosive speech sound thee there,"Eileen says,"I en't being no one's bit on't English, I's got me future to suppose on, Book keeper that's what I'm after, not whore or tart."

"Reet, well thee can have Good Book keeper's job if tha'lets I fuck thee when I want's,"Eli offered.

"And when I get's caught out and up plum duff ?"Eli enquired.

"I know's a woman as ‘ ll sortb thee out,"Eli explained,"Its no fun being in't prime o'me animation and me wife havin'buggered off wi me top salesman."

"I want's it in writin'thinker,"Eileen insisted.

"And I want's to stick me cock through mess in thee knickers and screwing thee."Eli replied.

"In writing first,"Eileen insisted.

Eli quickly scribbled a job offer. Eileen read it and smiled. achiever. She had her job and pretty soon she would have Eli's cock up her again.

"What if me Dad chucks me out for screwin'thee ?"Eileen asked.

"Thee'll have to slumber along a me won't thee."Eli confirmed.

"Then best see if thee can get thee cock through trap in me knckers,"Eileeen agreed.

As it happened they couldn't fit his cock through pickle so they tore it some more until there was hardly anything to save her modesty and then they managed it.

And three clock time more afore dinner Alexander Graham Bell sounded.

As buzzer sounded Eileen rushed home to tell her Mam what had happened.

Grinshaws van were outside and van man were inside. Her mam were bent over scullery table wi her shirt up he back and knckers down while Grimshaw's man screwed her from behind.

"I got job mam,"she said,"You never said you was gong back on't biz ?"

"I ent but he got lovely blue devil oculus,"she said wistfully.

"And tw and tanner,"Van number one wood said,"Where's thee kit, Mr Grimshaw said to tekk it up t'mansion as thee were his new bit on't side."

"Bugger me, thee as bit on't side, what's humanity comin'to, is ‘ ee blind or summat ?"her mam ventured.

"Nah jealous bugger is Mr Eli since his wife buggered off wi salesman."said the van man wi out pausing wi his shtup,"Wan't thee where he can see thee."

Eileen smiled, no more kipping in ace bed wi her three sisters, or wanking wi hearth brush, she had fallen on her invertebrate foot wi out a uncertainty .