Janie was running seriously late. The hack had managed to get lost on the journey across townspeople, the driver was more worry in quizzing her about her private life than following his sat nav. The elevator from the underground car park to the foyer was not working so she had to walk or in her eccentric run a twenty-five percent naut mi extra out of the edifice and back in at street level.

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

"Jane Barron, consultation, way One oh three, eleven thirty,"she blurted out.

"You're late,"the receptionist observed,"Take the centre elevator."No just fortune or anything the receptionist just picked up her cellphone again with a tire frown.

Janie sprinted for the elevator, she had been pretty honest at 100meter running at high school but her three inch dog 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 drone and stood watching the main door.

"I'm late !"Janie protested.

"Shoud have gotten up earlier,"the cosmetic surgery guy observed,"waste product energy just doing trip for one soul, better to waitress a minute to see if anyone else rocks up."

"Dam you,"I'll take the stairs,"she snapped, but the doors were closing.

Her heart was pounding, she needed the job, she didn't really think she had a chance but she would take anything as long as it wasn't McDonalds or Wal Mart, or driving a truck, or working in a maintenance home plate, basically she wanted an wanton 9 to 5 desk job paying mega bucks but in her brain she would take anything.

The nip and tuck started moving.

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

The ski lift stopped. The lift guy had opened an access code control board and pulled a breaker.

"What's your hurry ?"He asked. She stared at him. He was taller than her, and onetime 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 purulent wide of jizz bad ?"he enquired.

"I'll call security system !"she threatened.

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

"You bastard,"she squealed.

"You look actual 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,"flavour in the mouth will mess up your physical composition, 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, decision time."

Janie weighed up her opportunity of kicking him in the chunk and getting the lift going. She figured they were about naught. She was scared but somehow call forth. Her pus was getting moist, she was cognizant of goose protrusion on the bare skin beneath her articulatio genus distance skirt between the tops of her hold up stockings and the edge of her lean panties.

She glanced at her watch.

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

"Excellent choice dame, twine your pantihose down."he suggested.

"Hold ups,"she said,"Just ease my scanty aside."

She couldn't believe she just said that.

"Sure doll,"he replied.

He dropped his levis and ten maybe twelve inches of estimable American muscle stood up all pink and prepare. 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 tedious motion.

He pressed her against the nip and tuck car wall and lifted her bequeath leg with a hand under her upper second joint, he eased up her skirt and she caught hold of the hem and held it out of the way.

He took hold of his member and guided it so it slid along her inner thigh and gently engaged her pussy. She raised herself up as his member began to ease inside her. It felt so huge, waves of pain and delight mingled. Her moist secretory organ went into overdrive and she forgot all about interviews.

It felt so surreal. No kisses, no tenderness, just a liquid gentle fuck. Two the great unwashed enjoying a consequence of pure pleasure.

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

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

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

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

The elevation pinged. The doorway opened and the elevator guy started to cum. Red hot jizz started to make full Janie's sweet purulence as she became aware of respective multitude clustered around the ski lift door.

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

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

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

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

"You got the job doll,"Patrick Henry, the ski tow guy said welcomingly as he dropped his lip to her neck and left a real red hicky to firebrand her as his own.

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

"Oh fuck so you pretty a great deal 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 phones, soak up my cock, do some filing, let me jizz in your puss."

"I don't know,"Janie sighed.

"underworld girl 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 advertise for one ?"Janie asked.

"One tends to get the wrong form of applier,"the balding guy replied,"Henry does have particular requirement in that he hates using condoms and often needs swift expiration during meetings as he finds big business enterprise a big bend on."

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

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

"Only the girls,"one of the lady friend standing in the backgroud,"Every Wednesday we have a squad construction academic session with lesbian sex and bondage."

"You are kidding right ?"Janie enquired.

They weren't