I had never had a interview like it. When I was told I have consultation the letter came with instruction, not the normal turn up on metre but what to tire out and how to wear out it. It was only a pa job for a local occupation man.

I was told to turn up with a white blouse, black pencil skirt and stiletto heels. I read further…"it would be appreciated if your bra was visible through your blouse. Stockings only ”. At this pointedness I was almost set up to ease up up on the interview but decided that I needed this job. I was wise out of college and needed experiences. I went to my underclothing carefully picking out a lace, half cup bra and matching thong. I felt sexier wearing a matching set. I knew the bra would be seeable through anything and it only just skimmed my nipples. On it went followed by a fitted white blouse. Then a soused calamitous wiggle pencil skirt over my black holdup stockings. I had n't worn the skirt in a spell and it was so tight I was scared it would rip and show how tiny my flip-flop really was. Finally, as instructed, I finished with grampus 5"stiletto heels. Looking in the mirror I felt the sexist I 'd ever mat up. My nipple had hardened and were showing through my blouse and I could experience my snatch was getting wet too. Just incase, I thought, I slipped a lilliputian vibrator into my bag and left hand for my interview.

Too scared to sit I stood the unharmed duration of the power train journey. Making eye contact with a suited guy on the wagon train. My pussy was on flame and had already soaked through the flyspeck strip on my lash. Without warning the suitable guy got out of his keister and stood behind me, like he knew who I was. The railroad train was fairly interfering and short circuit on way so he was making full impinging. I could feel his bulge pressing into my ass. I could n't help myself, I had to affect his erect stopcock. I slowly felt for his zip and pulled it down. Without any assistant a majestic, 3"midst prick filled my hand. I had to let out a groan, I needed a proper fuck. I heard his voice say"like what you see ”. I nodded and let out another groan."Well get on your stifle and suck it ”. Without a thought for anyone else I dropped to my knees and wrapped my mouth around his huge thick cock. The wagon train was packed but it was very clear I was sucking cock on my knee joint. Taking every inch until his Lucille Ball reached my Kuki. Flicking my tongue on his huge bulging capitulum. Licking up every drop of precum. I could sense my composition run as I gagged and had my read/write head forced to take in harder. His cock was throbbing heavily I knew pretty soon I would stimulate a mouthful of toothsome cum to swallow. Without warning he pulled out, told me to rest down. I did as ordered and noticed he was now openly wanking himself to cum. I soon felt his huge magnificent load shoot across my aspect. I had no time to respond before my stop I grabbed my bag and left the caravan. My case covered in a stranger cum and proceedings away from my interview.

I made it to the office just in sentence. I still had the cum on my font, my eye makeup had smudged. I looked a state, a hot one though. I was called into the audience before I had any prison term to separate myself out. All I could manage was a submissive wriggle into the room. I could see the guy, the same suited guy from the train sat across the table set up to interview me. Another man in a alike style courting also sat at the table. gear guy looked younger next to the new face. The new face looked in his early 50 but like someone who worked out and looked after himself a lot. He was a silver fox no doubting that.

The guy, who 's cum I was still wearing, turned out to be the sleeping concern partner. He smiled as he saw me awkwardly stand in the room,"howdy there, Miss ? Sorry I never caught your name ?"I awkwardly giggled, like a naughty schoolgirl."Victoria sir, although I'm known as Tori ”. Hmmm the silver fox just looked me up and down. He could see my smear eyes and the cum still on my impudence. He got out of the chair and walked around me, inspecting me."drib the blouse and the chick. I want to see if you can conform to my instructions."I did what I was told, peeled off my blouse and skirt, took one dance step to the English and stood in the way. My perky teat spilling out of my one-half cup bra, nipples erect from the cold of the room. My perfectly trimmed pussy hidden by the front of my thong. Stockings going down to my heels.

"How was she,"asked the silver fox."Can she do the job ? She looks like a ill-gotten little slut."
"She sure sucks like one. Submissive too, did just what I ordered her to do and take the air here without cleaning up I see."

This was no normal interview. I knew that now, I thought it was just a random clientele man I just sucked off but it was clear now that was the interview. I was going to be a very personal helper. My thinker slipstream with so many mentation, I was getting more and more bend on. My cunt was still soaking my flyspeck flip-flop. I had to come to my clit and pussy. I was even bedwetter than I though. The sound of my kitty as I stood and fingered myself was noticed by the silver fox."Naughty little slovenly woman. Who told gave you permit to touch your snatch ?"
"No one Sir"
"Go over there,"pointing to his desk."fold over and show me how wet that pussy is. How tight your lilliputian arsehole is ”.

I followed orderliness and bend over his desk. The guy from the train nodded and left the room. Spanking me as he left.

"From now on you're mine. Mine to fuck and follow all orders I give you. You understand, not so often as a finger enters that pussy without my say so. From now on you call me Sir at all sentence no issue who we are with."

I nodded and quickly felt the confidence trick from a spank paddle."Yes Sir."Rather than reply Sir spanked me concentrated."From now on you will only answer to me"

Sir pushed my pegleg apart and pushed my G-string too. He was already fingering me with force-out. I could find I was about to cum, without thinking I screamed for Sir to make me cum. I saw Sir smirk and then felt his clenched fist enter my pussy. It was incredible. I had never felt anything like it and the ripple that came as I orsagamed was like nothing before. I noticed pretty quickly that Sir wanted me to scream as I came and pee-pee it very absolved to everyone else that he was in an important meeting. For the initiatory time in my life I was completely at his will. Still in a fog from my orsagam I heard his zipper and trouser fall, still face down on his desk I was unable to see what was about to happen. Without any admonition I felt the confidence game of his thick cock around my arsehole and the infliction as his forcefully thrusts his whole duration and girth. Without any fourth dimension to adjust I was his plaything. Each poking was huge, he was like an animate being. The annoyance was unbelievable, split rolled of my cheeks. I had never been analy fucked before let alone like this."Please Sir, it hurts. You 're taking my anal retentive cherry ”. With those Holy Writ he thrusted operose than before, his bulging, rippled cock going deeper. I was almost in snag with the pain in the ass but groaning from the pleasure. I was completely at his mercy. I felt the slap of his balls on my twat and with that I groaned. Focusing on the smacking of Sirs ball made me enjoy each thrust and with each thrust moan of joy followed. Before farseeing I was moving harder with each stab, slamming our consistency together. My groans turning into shriek of pleasure. Sir's breathing was getting toilsome and his cock was solid, I felt the heartbeat of his huge creamy cargo filling my ass without warning. Then slowly dripping onto his desk.

"So I will see you tomorrow Tori for your first off day. There is no indigence to bring anything as everything will be provided for you."Sir was so business like it was unreal, I could finger his cum dripping out yet he was talking to me like a clientele transaction. I adjusted my lash back into place and put on my bird and blouse and got ready to leave. I replied"yes Sir,"and got ready to get out the elbow room."One thing tore, take the thong off ”. I did what I was ordered and took it off. Walking out of Sir's room with his cum down my leg .