Janie was running seriously late. The taxicab had managed to get lost on the journey across township, the number one wood was more interested in quizzing her about her private liveliness than following his sat nav. The lift from the underground car commons to the lobby was not working so she had to walk or in her type run a quarter mile extra out of the building and back in at street level.

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

"Jane Barron, audience, room One oh three, football team thirty,"she blurted out.

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

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

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

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

"I'm late !"Janie protested.

"Shoud have gotten up earlier,"the lift guy observed,"Wastes muscularity just doing trips for one soul, better to look a minute to see if anyone else rocks up."

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

Her essence was pounding, she needed the job, she didn't really call up she had a chance but she would take anything as long as it wasn't McDonalds or Wal market place, or driving a hand truck, or working in a tending home, basically she wanted an easy 9 to 5 desk job paying mega bucks but in her creative thinker she would take anything.

The ski tow started moving.

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

The cosmetic surgery stopped. The cosmetic surgery guy had opened an access panel and pulled a breaker.

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

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

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

"I'll Call security measure !"she threatened.

"No cell signal 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 right,"he corrected her,"look in the mouth will mess up your war paint, in the ichor no one will know."

"You're evil,"she countered.

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

Janie weighed up her probability of kicking him in the balls and getting the lift going. She figured they were about zero. She was scared but somehow bring up. Her puss was getting moist, she was cognizant of goose bulge on the bare skin beneath her knee length wench between the circus tent of her clutches 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 madam, roll your pantihose down."he suggested.

"grasp ups,"she said,"Just ease my panties aside."

She couldn't believe she just said that.

"Sure chick,"he replied.

He dropped his Saint Matthew and ten maybe twelve inches of good American muscle stood up all pink and prepare. Janie's oculus were out on stem, it was huge, much enceinte than she was used to. concern made her gist pound sterling, everything went into irksome motion.

He pressed her against the lift car rampart and lifted her left leg with a manus under her upper second joint, he eased up her chick and she caught hold of the hem and held it out of the way.

He took clasp of his member and guided it so it slid along her inner thigh and gently engaged her kitty-cat. She raised herself up as his phallus began to ease inside her. It felt so huge, waves of pain and pleasance mingled. Her moist glands went into overdrive and she forgot all about interviews.

It felt so surrealistic. No kisses, no tenderness, just a smooth blue fuck. Two multitude enjoying a present moment of pure pleasure.

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

"You got five floor to pull in me cum,"he whispered.

"Shut the nooky up and lie with me,"she hissed,"I need your jizz real number bad."

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

The face lift pinged. The threshold opened and the rhytidectomy guy started to cum. Red hot jizz started to fill Janie's odoriferous sanies as she became aware of several citizenry clustered around the lift door.

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

She stared. Jizz was still pumping from the lift guy's shaft. 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 dame,"henry, the raising guy said welcomingly as he dropped his mouth to her cervix and left a real red hicky to brand her as his own.

"Henry is our CEO,"the balding guy explained,"As well as a component part time taxi driver and elevation attendant."

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

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

"I don't know,"Janie sighed.

"infernal region miss 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 tart why not advertise for one ?"Janie asked.

"One tends to get the haywire sort of applicants,"the balding guy replied,"William Henry does have particular demand in that he hates using prophylactic and often needs swift release during meetings as he finds big business a big bout on."

"Ok, LE 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 miss standing in the backgroud,"Every Wednesday we have a team building session with tribade sex and bondage."

"You are kidding right ?"Janie enquired.

They weren't