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

"Yes our Dad,"Eileen replied, as she tried not to worry about her interview for Good Book keeper 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 swain, but that ‘ ent to say she were no virgin, oh no, the hearth brush handle had seen to that on more than than one social occasion though her kept that to herself.

She dressed sensible, that is to say in her skillful clothes bought special for auntie Maud's funeral six months since, grey bird and white open air neck shirt with a Shirley Temple Black jacket.

"Remember you want's Koran custodian job, yer not a bawd,"her Dad warned when she undid two buttons not one.

"Yes our Dad,"she replied.

"Eee, I can hardly believe it me small miss all growed up,"he sighed as he wished for the millionth time he's wore a condom when he scewed her mother against Abbotoire route railroad line bridge nigh on XX year afore.

"Reet, now think on,"he said as he gently eased his Sir Walter Ralegh Elswick Special get-up-and-go bicycle out of parlour cook to set off down route towards t'mill.

Poor Eileen were in a right state, wi next to no memorial tablet coming in the unscathed category needed her to get job. Butterflies in her tummy weren't nowhere in it, it were like she'd ate some maggotty gist and the whole blame lot had hatched as flies.

She decided a walk would do her good, round by gas works, down past where Samuel Pierpoint Langley Engineering used to be afore them went broke, down by Thornton and Rigsby Fueneral parlour and despite dawdling she were still nigh on twenty bit early when she got to Grimshaw's federal agency on Guisley Road.

"promptness,"she remembered he dad saying so she screwed up her courage and pulled the Alexander Graham Bell cord. It were broke so she banged the door. Nothing. So she opened it.

"Yes ?"some sour faced cow asked.

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

"wellspring thee won't get one on threshold wll thee ?"the woman sighed,"Upstairs, third on right hand and knock and waiting to be asked in."

"Oh, right,"Eileen agreed. She marvellled at the polished marble floor with"Grimshaws,"laid out in black on lily-white setting, the swish mahogany tree desk and matching chairs and that in reception elbow room, and at the posh stairway wi icon of Grimshaw's old and new, all looing alike wi their dandy bushy byssus, except the ladies of course.

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

"By ‘ eck give us a minute you'll have door off hinges,"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 zilch we ‘ ent seen afore lestaways I hope not !"Eli chuckled.

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

"facial expression"Emily ventured.

"Energy 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 touchstone to mantain,"Razor explained, in a poncy southerner dialect,"It's not a big exit surely ?"

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

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

Eileen looked on. Eli looked harmless enough, he could receive passed for eighty with his shaggy-coated face fungus, Razor was jr., 40 ‘ s maybe, all posh causa, off the peg print and Spencer not cobbled together in some back street fret shop, while Charlie was quite a hunk.

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

"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 wench on chair. She hadn't expected this of she'd have got some new knickers as hers had a big trap in.

"No Brazier,"Sharpe observed,"Nice business firm tit, quite delightful."

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

Eli smiled"Reet young girl hop up on desk and lets have a facial expression, best bead bloomers so's we can get a close up."

Eileen gulped but she dropped her knee breeches to storey and hopped up on desk in just her voguish blacken shoe and Edward Douglas White Jr. ankle socks.

"Ee, tha'looks champion,"Eli said admiringly as in moving from behind desk to in front he reached down his trousers 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 as shooting if she were or not as if wanking counted she weren't but if it didn't she were.

"Quite excellent, somewhat bushy and unkempt,"Razor obsrved as he stepped airless and ran his fngers up her inside thigh,"And so soft."

Eileen felt awkward, ramification spread wi her whatsits on display and a lad 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 broken back talk apart for a skilful view.

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

Eileen looked on. Eli had took his pant and drawers off and stood wi only his shirt and socks on, he looked about eighty but his cock were cock of much new bloke.

"Bloody ‘ ell !"cried Eileen.

"reverence not it'll fit,"Eli assured her,"might need a estimable push judgement, thee dependable bracing thee self."

Eileen probably ought to have said no, no way, bugger that for a lark, you can choke up the job, o summat but the opinion of all that self-colored meat going inside her turned her head and she gripped edge of desk firm like and spread her legs as far apart as they would go.

The tip of Eli's pecker rubbed up Eileens inner thigh sending shivers of anticipation coursing through her veins, it touched her lips and tentatively and sensitively ventured inside. Through the narrows where her heftiness relaxed to alow its passage and on into the caven leading to he womb.

Almost before she realised Eli's hairy genitals banged her minge and his rooster were good up her.

"By ‘ eck jeune fille, 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, miss love it, give her one up t'ass an all our Charlie,"Eli suggested.

"Right ho gaffer,"Charlie replied as he dropped his smart gery flannel pant and hung them neatly over a chair back.

Eli grabbed Eileen around the waist and lifted her somatic off of the desk and peter walked her around in a circle so his ass were against desk and her ass hole were exposed quick for Charllie to thrust his cock in.

Charlie finished aranging his clothes and smeared his cock with Olea europaea oil so's he'd slide in a bit well-to-do. Even so it were a battle but his feat pushed Eileen onto Eli's cock. hurting 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 cocks near touching each former inside her.

"It's all very elegant and delightful but I do rather find like a spare member at a funeral,"Razor observed.

"bandstand on a chair and let her suck thee off then,"Eli chuckled,"Have a tetrad, bit o team building and that."

Razor ended up stood on desk and even then Eileen had to grow her headway correct round.

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

She was close to passing out when everything went over-embellished and sparks flew in her brain as she had probably the best climax 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 gift,"Eli suggested.

"Gets my vote,"says Charlie.

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

"How do you visualize Buxton route from Marks and Spencer to Timothy Whites ?"Eli enquired,"Ten bob a week up front or half thee tekkins."

"What ?"Rileen gasped.

"Prime spot for whorin'” Buxton road Eli explained.

"I'm not no bawd, I'm here for rule book steward's job !"Eileen explained.

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

"This is Micklethwaite and Frickley insurance policy Associates."Razor explained,"We offer insurance to street walkers and regulate the industry."

"What Maffia"Eileen gasped.

No one said anything.

"Grimshaw's office is succeeding threshold jeune fille,"Eli explained,"Best get theeself cleaned up."

Eileen quickly grabbed her clothes and angrily began to apparel, she pulled up her knee breeches so firmly that the hole tore some more.

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

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

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

"Come in,"Eli said cheerily.

She went in, Eli was sitting behind another prominent reddish brown desk, this metre her were on hs own."smell have I got job or not ?"she asked.

"Can I fuck thee through hole in thee's pants w out thee having to drop'em ?"Eli asked.

"How should I know ?"Eileen demanded.

"Shall us try ?"he asked.

"If I got job."Eileen replied,"I got me diploma in math and that."

"wellspring see I want's a bit on't incline, not flashy so every sodomist is always tryin'to do it her all't metre,"Eli explained,"but willing and."

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

"Reet, well thee can take 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 char as ‘ ll sortb thee out,"Eli explained,"Its no fun being in't prime o'me biography and me wife havin'buggered off wi me top salesman."

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

"And I want's to bond me sashay through gob in thee knickerbockers and fuck thee."Eli replied.

"In writing first,"Eileen insisted.

Eli quickly scribbled a job crack. Eileen read it and smiled. success. 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 sleep along a me won't thee."Eli confirmed.

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

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

And three clip more afore dinner party gong sounded.

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

Grinshaws van were outdoors and van man were inside. Her mam were dented over scullery hold over 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 plot ?"

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

"And tw and sixpence,"Van device driver said,"Where's thee kit, Mr Grimshaw said to tekk it up t'planetary house as thee were his new bit on't side."

"Bugger me, thee as bit on't side, what's world 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 fucking,"Wan't thee where he can see thee."

Eileen smiled, no more kipping in exclusive bed wi her three sisters, or wanking wi hearth coppice, she had fallen on her feet wi out a doubt .