Janie was running seriously late. The taxicab had managed to get lost on the journey across townspeople, the driver was more interested in quizzing her about her private life than following his sat nav. The elevator from the cloak-and-dagger car park to the third house was not working so she had to walk or in her cause run a fourth part Admiralty 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 plow with Janie.

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

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

Janie sprinted for the lift, she had been pretty safe at 100meter running at high-pitched school but her three inch heels 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,"dissipation push just doing trips for one person, better to hold back a mo to see if anyone else rocks up."

"Dam you,"I'll take the stair,"she snapped, but the room access 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 marketplace, or driving a truck, or working in a fear family, basically she wanted an easy 9 to 5 desk job paying mega bucks but in her 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 subject what.

The face lift stopped. The heave guy had opened an access gore and pulled a breaker.

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

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

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

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

"No electric cell signal in here,"he smirked,"No CCTV neither."

"You bastard,"she squealed.

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

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

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

"You're evil,"she countered.

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

Janie weighed up her chances of kicking him in the musket ball and getting the lift going. She figured they were about zilch. She was scared but somehow stir. Her puss was getting moist, she was cognisant of goose gibbosity on the bare hide beneath her knee length wench between the tops of her hold up stockings and the edge of her skimpy panties.

She glanced at her watch.

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

"Excellent choice madam, vagabond your pantihose down."he suggested.

"Hold ups,"she said,"Just ease my step-in aside."

She couldn't believe she just said that.

"Sure doll,"he replied.

He dropped his Levis and ten maybe 12 inches of good American muscle stood up all pink and ready. Janie's optic 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 cosmetic surgery car wall and lifted her leave alone leg with a hand under her upper thigh, he eased up her skirt and she caught clench of the hem and held it out of the way.

He took hold of his penis and guided it so it slid along her inside thigh and gently engaged her cunt. She raised herself up as his penis began to relieve inside her. It felt so huge, waves of painfulness and pleasure mingled. Her moist secretory organ went into overdrive and she forgot all about interviews.

It felt so surreal. No kisses, no philia, just a shine gentle fuck. Two people enjoying a moment of pure pleasure.

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

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

"Shut the fuck up and hump 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 stroke of jizz usually did the trick.

The airlift pinged. The threshold opened and the heave guy started to cum. Red hot jizz started to fill Janie's fresh puss as she became mindful of several people clustered around the lift door.

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

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

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

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

"You got the job bird,"Henry, the elevation guy said welcomingly as he dropped his mouth to her neck and left a real red hicky to brand her as his own.

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

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

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

"I don't know,"Janie sighed.

"snake pit girlfriend there's a queue 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 publicise for one ?"Janie asked.

"One tends to get the wrong sort of applicants,"the balding guy replied,"Henry does hold peculiar prerequisite in that he hates using safe and often needs Gustavus Franklin Swift release during merging as he finds big job a big turn of events on."

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

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

"Only the daughter,"one of the female child standing in the backgroud,"Every Wednesday we have a team building session with lesbian sex and bondage."

"You are kidding right ?"Janie enquired.

They weren't