Janie was running seriously late. The taxicab had managed to get lost on the journey across town, the number one wood was more interested in quizzing her about her common soldier life than following his sat nav. The lift from the underground car ballpark to the hall was not working so she had to walk or in her compositor's case run a quarter mile extra out of the edifice and back in at street level.

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

"Jane Barron, interview, way One oh three, Eleven thirty,"she blurted out.

"You're late,"the receptionist observed,"Take the centre elevator."No in effect destiny or anything the receptionist just picked up her cellular phone again with a bored scowl.

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

"One oh three,"she bellowed at the cosmetic surgery operator.

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

"I'm late !"Janie protested.

"Shoud have gotten up earlier,"the rise guy observed,"Wastes energy just doing trips for one person, better to wait a bit to see if anyone else rocks up."

"Dam you,"I'll take the steps,"she snapped, but the doorway were closing.

Her nub was pounding, she needed the job, she didn't really recall she had a chance but she would contain anything as long as it wasn't McDonalds or Wal Mart, or driving a truck, or working in a forethought home, basically she wanted an wanton 9 to 5 desk job paying mega sawhorse but in her creative thinker she would take anything.

The lift started moving.

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

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

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

"I have an audience ten minutes ago and I need the job so get this lift moving !"she snapped.

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

"I'll call surety !"she threatened.

"No cell sign in here,"he smirked,"No CCTV neither."

"You bastard,"she squealed.

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

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

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

"You're evil,"she countered.

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

Janie weighed up her chance of kicking him in the lump and getting the lift going. She figured they were about naught. She was scared but somehow wound up. Her suppuration was getting moist, she was aware of bozo extrusion on the bare pelt beneath her knee length skirt between the tops of her postponement up stockings and the bound of her skimpy panties.

She glanced at her watch.

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

"Excellent option ma'am, roll your pantihose down."he suggested.

"grip ups,"she said,"Just still my step-in aside."

She couldn't believe she just said that.

"Sure doll,"he replied.

He dropped his Levi and ten maybe twelve column inch of right American muscle stood up all pinko and ready. Janie's eyes were out on stalking, it was huge, much bigger than she was used to. Fear made her tenderness pound, everything went into tardily motion.

He pressed her against the lift car wall and lifted her left leg with a hand under her amphetamine thigh, he eased up her skirt and she caught hold of the hem and held it out of the way.

He took hold of his penis and guided it so it slid along her internal thigh and gently engaged her pussy. She raised herself up as his penis began to ease inside her. It felt so huge, Wave of pain and joy mingled. Her moist glands went into overdrive and she forgot all about interviews.

It felt so surreal. No kisses, no tenderness, just a smooth gentle fuck. Two people enjoying a bit of pure pleasure.

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

"You got five base to spend a penny me cum,"he whispered.

"Shut the fuck up and have sex me,"she hissed,"I need your jizz real bad."

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

The raise pinged. The doors opened and the lift guy started to cum. Red hot jizz started to fill Janie's sweet cunt as she became aware of several people clustered around the elevator door.

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

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

Then she looked again, the lift guy was giving the thumbs up.

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

"You got the job doll,"Henry, the nip and tuck guy said welcomingly as he dropped his mouth to her neck and left a real red hicky to blade her as his own.

"Patrick Henry is our CEO,"the balding guy explained,"As well as a part time taxi number one wood and airlift attendant."

"Oh fuck so you pretty lots want a trollop who fucks anyone ?"Janie surmised.

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

"I don't know,"Janie sighed.

"Hell daughter there's a waiting line of applicant'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 publicize for one ?"Janie asked.

"One tends to get the untimely sort of applier,"the balding guy replied,"Henry does hold particular demand in that he hates using condoms and often needs fleet freeing during meetings as he finds big business a big turn on."

"Ok, less of the psycho analys,"William 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 girl standing in the backgroud,"Every Wednesday we have a squad building session with gay woman sex and bondage."

"You are kidding right ?"Janie enquired.

They weren't