Janie was running seriously late. The taxi had managed to get lost on the journey across town, the device driver was more interested in quizzing her about her private life than following his sat nav. The elevator from the underground car parkland to the lobby was not working so she had to walk or in her case run a quarter mile extra out of the building and back in at street level.

Then the receptionist on front desk had a really important bit of telephone flirting to do before she could be bothered to deal with Janie.

"Jane Barron, interview, room One oh three, 11 thirty,"she blurted out.

"You're late,"the receptionist observed,"Take the nub elevator."No good luck or anything the receptionist just picked up her cellphone again with a bored scowl.

Janie sprinted for the elevator, she had been pretty skillful at 100meter running at senior high school school day but her three in hound were a big handicap as she tore across the lobby.

"One oh three,"she bellowed at the lift operator.

"One oh three,"he replied in a bored monotone and stood watching the main door.

"I'm late !"Janie protested.

"Shoud have gotten up earlier,"the lift guy observed,"Wastes energy just doing misstep for one mortal, salutary to hold off a minute to see if anyone else rocks up."

"Dam you,"I'll take the step,"she snapped, but the threshold were closing.

Her heart was pounding, she needed the job, she didn't really think she had a hazard but she would carry anything as long as it wasn't McDonalds or Wal Mart, or driving a truck, or working in a guardianship home, basically she wanted an loose 9 to 5 desk job paying mega clam but in her mind she would fill anything.

The rhytidectomy started moving.

She couldn't really understand why she had been unforesightful listed but she was going to get this job no subject what.

The lift stopped. The ski lift guy had opened an access panel and pulled a breaker.

"What's your haste ?"He asked. She stared at him. He was taller than her, and aged but not old, and he wasn't overweight.

"I have an interview ten minute ago and I need the job so get this ski tow moving !"she snapped.

"How bad, mouthful of jizz bad or pussy full of jizz bad ?"he enquired.

"I'll shout security !"she threatened.

"No mobile phone signal in here,"he smirked,"No CCTV neither."

"You bastard,"she squealed.

"You look real fuckable when you're angry,"he observed.

"You won't get away with this."she protested.

"I guess we both know that's not right,"he corrected her,"Look in the mouthpiece will mess up up your makeup, in the puss no one will know."

"You're wickedness,"she countered.

"Nope, I'm Howard, Evel is my full cousin,"he replied,"Time's wasting, decision time."

Janie weighed up her luck of kicking him in the balls and getting the lift going. She figured they were about zero. She was scared but somehow aroused. Her sanies was getting moist, she was aware of goose bumps on the bare skin beneath her knee length bird between the tops of her clasp up stockings and the edge of her skimpy panties.

She glanced at her watch.

"Ok you win, lets do it, in my puss Ok ?"she conceded.

"Excellent choice gentlewoman, roam your pantihose down."he suggested.

"wait ups,"she said,"Just comfort my step-in aside."

She couldn't believe she just said that.

"Sure bird,"he replied.

He dropped his Levis and ten maybe XII inches of good American muscle stood up all pinko and cook. Janie's eyes were out on stalks, it was huge, much bigger than she was used to. Fear made her heart pound, everything went into slow motion.

He pressed her against the lift car wall and lifted her left leg with a mitt under her upper thigh, he eased up her doll and she caught handgrip of the hem and held it out of the way.

He took cargo deck of his phallus and guided it so it slid along her inner thigh and gently engaged her pussy. She raised herself up as his penis began to relieve inside her. It felt so huge, waves of pain in the ass and pleasure mingled. Her moist glands went into overdrive and she forgot all about interviews.

It felt so dreamlike. No kisses, no warmness, just a smooth gentle fuck. Two people enjoying a second of pure pleasure.

The lift started moving again. He had reached up and readjust the breaker.

"You got five floors to hit me cum,"he whispered.

"Shut the shtup up and hump me,"she hissed,"I need your jizz material bad."

She couldn't believe what she just said, but she seriously needed to cum and a jibe of jizz usually did the trick.

The lift pinged. The doors opened and the elevator guy started to cum. Red hot jizz started to fill Janie's sweetly puss as she became cognisant of various masses clustered around the lift door.

"Congratulations, receive aboard,"an old balding guy she took to be CEO said welcomingly.

She stared. Jizz was still pumping from the lift guy's peter. She looked at the ceiling in despair.

Then she looked again, the heave guy was giving the quarter round up.

"What exactly the fucking is going on ?"she asked as his spent cock slid from her.

"You got the job chick,"William Henry, the lift guy said welcomingly as he dropped his mouth to her neck and left a literal red hicky to brand her as his own.

"Henry is our CEO,"the balding guy explained,"As well as a part fourth dimension hack driver and lift attendant."

"Oh fuck so you pretty much want a slut who fucks anyone ?"Janie surmised.

"Oh no. just a slut who can't resist me,"he countered,"You want the job, answer the earpiece, suck my peter, do some filing, let me jizz in your puss."

"I don't know,"Janie sighed.

"Hell girl there's a queue of applier's if you don't want it,"Henry reminded her as he stuffed his member back in his pants.

"If you waned a whore why not advertise for one ?"Janie asked.

"One tends to get the wrong kind of applicants,"the balding guy replied,"Henry does have particular essential in that he hates using safe and often needs swift release during meetings as he finds big byplay a big bend on."

"Ok, less of the psychotic person analys,"Henry interjectd,"But he's not far wrong."

"Ok I guess,"Janie agreed,"Do I have to fuck anyone else ?"

"Only the girls,"one of the little girl standing in the backgroud,"Every Wednesday we have a team construction session with tribade sex and bondage."

"You are kidding right ?"Janie enquired.

They weren't