A New Job, A New Adventure [str8] [MF] [VOY]

The air is brisk on her neck as the car door shuts behind her, the knot in her stomach hadn’t lifted on the drive over as she had hoped. The potential of a new job made her nervous, new responsibilities, new people to befriend, and a new boss to analyze her. She had the experience, the references and the drive that anyone should approve of, she kept telling herself the job was as good as hers. She shuffled her blouse and covered the little black lace that was peeking out against her cleavage. She looked like she belonged in the building, hair in a neat bun, flawless blouse that accentuated her breasts, and her pencil dress that hugged her just like she wanted it to.

The parking garage was full of heels clicking on concrete as she headed toward the elevator, she repeated and repeated interview questions in her head as the doors closed and she headed toward the 14th floor.

The soft ring of the elevator was almost like a starting gun for her, she felt a new rush of energy as she left the lift and turned down the hall towards L & B consulting. A frosted glass door with bright stainless trim was the last thing between her and the next step in her career. The elevator rang again behind her as she pulled on the handle, it didn’t budge. She tried again to no avail, she turned at the jingle of a keychain and a greeting, “You must be Janice, pleasure to meet you.” he said with a slight Midwestern accent. He was young, very young to have his own firm but his voice matched who she spoke with on the phone, “And you must be Mr. Kentner, it’s very nice to meet you. You’re not quite what I pictured!” she replied with a giggle. His gray shirt was tailored perfectly around his chest and shoulders, his matching slacks clung tightly to his thighs and ass when he stepped around her to unlock the door. “Well I usually get here right at start of business, I see you’re a little eager to get this interview started.” he chuckled warmly as the door opened and the lights came on. It was a small space, just a few seats in the waiting area between two offices, one door labeled Brock Kentner, the other was almost completely blank, she could barely see the outline of the name Lisa Eldredge it had been all but scraped clean. “Just wait out here Janice, have a seat and I’ll get everything ready in the office.”

The space was nice, modern furnishings, cool colors and a glossy black tile floor. Brock opened the door and beckoned for her to come in, his tie swinging away from his chest as he turned back towards his desk and spun down in his chair. “So why exactly should I hire you? My last partner seemed irreplaceable, so wow me.” His friendly tone turned firm as he asked her, his eyes were locked with hers as she struggled for an answer. “I’ve been in a consulting office for several years now, I’ve worked with every kind of client and I know how to keep everyone happy, and if things aren’t going the way the want I usually know what to say.” her response was immediately met with his, “Your resume looks fine, but have you really worked with clients? I mean outside the office, after hours when the real deals are made.” his eyes drifted only for a second down other her cleavage before he regained focus and locked eyes with her. “I’ll admit that the majority of my deals have been made in a meeting room, but they were made nonetheless. I can take a client to a nice dinner and make small talk I assure you.” He picked up her resume and rested his elbow on his desk, and he bent his arm the material stretched against his bicep and forearm. Brock sat the paper down and shook his arm his watch worked it’s way back towards his wrist while he adjusted his sleeve, “Okay I’m going to sound like a good Ole boy here, but you have to understand that women aren’t always looked at the same way in this world. Especially with some of our foreign clientele. There can be some awkward moments, most of them are just tests but there will be moments that will get to you.” “I can handle that, I’ve been around long enough to know when to be quiet and follow direction. There won’t be any trouble with knowing my place around certain people.” she smiled and shifted slightly in her chair. She caught his eyes on her chest again and he stood up when he realized and walked out from behind the desk, his face a little flush. He felt himself growing against the soft fabric of his slacks, the outline was getting more prominent as it worked it’s way down his thigh. Her eyes were now locked on his bulge, she was taken back when she thought to herself if he had any underwear on, it was thick too standing out against his leg. It had been a while since she had been with a man, her career had been all the fucking she wanted lately until now.

Brock cleared his throat and she broke her gaze with it, “I think we can make a good team, when can you start?”, “Well I would love to right now, I’ve got everything I need.” she felt the warmth of success in her stomach and couldn’t help but smile wide as he shook her hand. “Let me show you your office.” They left and walked across the waiting area again, she watched his slacks outline his ass with every step, suddenly picturing how good it must look bare as he thrusts. His legs and hips clenching and powerful as they crash into her. The door opened and broke her thought as Brock turned back to her, “It’s a little smaller than mine but it should have everything you need, I’ll get you a list of current projects and an email set up this morning.” She didn’t realize she was blocking the door, as he slid by her she felt his thickness against her leg, there was no way he was wearing underwear and his pants were thinner than they looked.

It was late one evening Brock and Janice had just finished up a conference call, Brock came across the office and knocked on her door, “Since you’re doing so well here I think you deserve a treat. I have a masseuse come by once a month, and I’m going to have her set you up today. She just sets her table up here in your office, and when she’s done with you I’ll get mine. She should be here in about 30 minutes, so just relax and head home when she’s done. Good work today.” he tapped on her door as he walked back to his office.

The masseuse came and it was obvious why he had chose her, a young blonde girl barely out of college, short khaki shorts and a cute little polo top. Janice stripped down and wrapped up in the towel. They made small talk as she worked the stress out of Janice, first her arms, then shoulders, down her back, she her mind had started wandering as she melted into the table. Thoughts of Brock ravaging her on his desk,the young girls thumbs started working against her thighs and her delicate hands slowly moving towards her ass. “Would you like me to keep working up sweetheart?” Janice groaned a soft yes, and she felt her warm touch under the towel as she kneaded the meaty part of her ass. She heard the masseuse let out a heavy breath, as she spread Janice open and her thumbs worked right next to her sex. Janice shifted surprised at the touch and realized how wet she had gotten. The girl moved on, never missing a step as she worked all the way down her calves and finished her massage. After they finished the girl quickly thanked her, and hoped she hadn’t gotten too close for comfort, Janice assured her she hadn’t as she helped her carry the table across the office. “Well I guess I’m going home then Brock, thank you so much for the treat she has wonderful hands.” “She has a gift for sure, she’s been working with us and our clients for a while now. Have a good night and I’ll see you tomorrow.” She pulled the door shut and walked slowly to the elevator and rode it down to the lobby.

She grabbed a coffee in the lobby and headed for her car, walking across the garage she reached for her keys and started her car. As she waited for it to warm up, she reached into her coat pocket for her phone but it wasn’t there. She checked her purse, her bag and her coat but no luck. She turned the key off and headed back upstairs.

The lights were off in the office and she stopped in her tracks as soon as she heard the whimper, she peeked in and saw Brock standing naked through his door, she slid in and crouched behind the sofa in the waiting area as quiet as she could. The masseuse was laying on her table a white rope had her hands behind her back, as Brock thrust between her thighs she whimpered again and again as his hips slapped against her skin, his fingers digging in as he thrust. Brent pulled out, his shaft glistening against the low light of the office, “Do you want more, does my little slut want more?” He pushed his head inside her again and asked again as he moved his thumb to her clit, “Do you want more of my cock you little whore?” His voice filled the office as she finally answered her hips writhing against him as he worked his thumb into her sensitive clit. “Yes, oh fuck, please, Mr. Kentner fuck me like a whore, treat me like your little slut!” Her hips bucked as she tried to get him back inside her, he moved back just slightly as she started to slip over him, she let out a frustrated growl as she begged him again, “I need your cock sir, please I want to be your whore, let me be your whore, please fuck me!” His hands moved to the backs of her knees as he pushed them forward and pinned them against her chest, the rope was digging into her as his hips started working in and out against hers. Her ass started raising off the table as he pushed her knees harder, allowing him to get deeper, he thrust full and hard into her, her head snapped up off the pad as her jaw dropped as she gasped. Brock pulled his hips back and thrust hard and deep again as she tried to catch her breath, over and over he pushed his swollen cock into her stretching her with every pump.

As she watched Janice was overwhelmed with what she was seeing, her panties we wet and her hand had wandered down to play over them long ago. Her legs burned from crouching this long, but she couldn’t move if she tried, watching them fuck was too good for her. She finally pulled her panties to the side and let her finger touch her waiting clit, the sensitivity shocked her and her legs buckled slightly as she dropped her head and focused on the pleasure she felt.

When she looked back up Brock was still pounding away at her, his balls slapping against her now, they were coated in her and she could hear the wetness as he continued to ravage her. “Mr. ohh fuck Mr. Kentner, ughh I am going to cum, can I cum, I need to, oh fuck, I need to cum.” Brock paused and held himself deep “Oh baby you want to clench around me don’t you? Well you’ve been a good whore for me, cum like one. Cum on my cock like the slut I’ve made you.” He picked up his pace right where he left it, her chest heaved up and down against the rope as he started again, it didn’t take long for her wetness to start dripping down her ass. Janice saw her juices shining from across the room, she couldn’t imagine how good his thick cock would feel inside her.

Her fingers worked faster on her perfectly trimmed mound. She was breathing harder now too, she was going to cum, she wanted to be the whore, she needed the cock and now. Her stomach tightened as the first wave of the orgasm washed over her, her fingers froze momentarily as she bit her lip and quivered, feeling the spasms and clench of her pussy against the fabric of her panties. She heard a loud moan and looked up to see the masseuses legs tighten and quake as Brock drove her through the climax, her animalistic sounds pushed Janice further into ecstasy as she rubbed herself furiously pulling every last second out of it that she could. She watched as the waves passed and the poor girl bucked as Brock teased her clit, her hips pulled away from his touch, it was just too much for her right now but he didn’t let up. He pinned her again before she settled down and let him do as he pleased. He pulled her up off the table and walked her over to the padded office chair that was right by the door. He bent her over, her head as far down as she could and her knees resting against the arms of the chair. Brock guided himself back to her entrance, she was so swollen and red now, her cum allowed him to easily slip back inside her and he gave her his full length slowly. Very slowly, her legs shook slightly as he pushed in his hands keeping her spread wide while he had his way. “Are you going to cum inside me again Mr. Kentner? I would love that, I want to feel your seed inside me again. I want you inside me all day tomorrow, please?” Her voice was shaky, and he didn’t answer her he just grunted and sped up his thrusts, he adjusted her hips and made her arch her back more and he really moaned. He paused and adjusted his footing, her hips matched up to his perfectly and she started pushing back into him as his thrusts met hers. Janice saw his forearms clench and his thighs tighten right before he spilled into her, he groaned with each erratic thrust.

She watched and could feel every thick rope as if he was inside her, the little whore was on her toes now as he filled her and his balls were high and tight as he released his spunk. He stopped and collapsed on her back for a moment to catch his breath, Janice took the opportunity to sneak back out.

Right before she closed the door, she watched as he withdrew himself a thick drop of cum worked out of her slit and landed on the floor. She stood up turned around and got down on her knees. She licked him clean as he stroked her hair, thanking him for everything he gave her. Janice rushed down to her car and left quickly her panties soaked and her car smelling like sex, and she loved every second of it.

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