This was many years ago, before cell phones, the internet, and the MeToo movement. It was a different time, and the dynamic between men and women, especially in the office, was very different than it is today.
I just graduated college, and was interviewing at this small Wall St company (no longer exists). If you’ve seen the Wolf of Wall Street movie, then it’s basically that type of crazy culture, but not as over the top and illegal. It was essentially a bunch of young guys, making tons of money, with no responsibilities or accountability. Alcohol, drugs, and women were their open pleasures that they indulged – all the time. The office was known to hire young, attractive women for its admin jobs. Your looks mattered more than your skills or education. Again, a different time back then.
My girlfriend actually got me the interview. She worked there for about a year, and told me the whole story. Look pretty, do some basic administration work, and keep an open mind. If you’re a party girl, then you’ll fit right in. Even more, if you’re a slut, then you’ll thrive in their macho sexist culture. My girlfriend played their game. I remember her getting these huge bonuses. She was happy. Honestly, back then I was a party girl, so this was a really good fit for me. I was broke, so the money would be great, and the travel and lifestyle was alluring. I was down to play their game.
So it’s interview time. My girlfriend said to dress for success. Tight skimpy dress. My tits were practically falling out. High heels. Honestly, I probably looked like I was going to a club, rather than an interview. When they walked me back to the meeting room, I could feel all the mens’ stares on me. I remember sitting in this office, with a glass wall. And guys kept on walking pass it, to check me out. The interview process was straight forward in the beginning. Routine, general stuff with some HR person. After that, my GF actually visited me, and she brought me to meet with Greg, one of the higher ups there. She actually told me about Greg, beforehand. She played with him herself on her own interview, and gave me the scoop. Basically, Greg is this successful, rich guy. Only cares about money and getting laid. So if he’s happy, then I’m in. Again, I’m so down to play.
So, my GF introduces us, and leaves us alone in his office. There was the normal small talk, chit chat. But that was literally for like a few moments. That’s when Greg came out from behind his desk and propositioned me, right then and there. He said that he would give me the job, and $1000 cash, if I blew him right then and there. No fucking shit. The balls on this guy. Again, it was a different world back then, but still. But I knew what I was getting myself into, and I agreed.
Greg was standing/leaning against his desk, as he brought his dick out. I was still sitting and I started to stroke him. Only for a little bit, as he stood me up, and unzipped my dress. Sure, I had a pretty bra and panty set on, but didn’t expect this to happen. Within only a few minutes of meeting Greg, I was on my knees, with his dick in my mouth, blowing him for a job and some cash. But I didn’t really care, I was down to play. The blowjob itself was ok, from what I remember. Not the best, and not the worst. I kept on thinking how many other girls were in my same very position. I think the blowjob lasted maybe 5 minutes? That’s when Greg took his cock, and jerked himself off, and eventually came on my face. Ugh, I didn’t want my makeup messed up, but it was too late. Greg fixed himself up, and did give me the $1000, which I quickly put away in my purse.
So I’m sitting down, still undressed. I just cleaned myself up with some tissues, and Greg calls and asks one of his colleagues to come in. While I’m still sitting there, undressed. Fucking asshole. At least, give me time to put my dress back on. But too late, the guy coworker comes in, and Greg basically tells him to start the paperwork on the new job for me.
Eventually, I got dressed, left the office and eventually got the job. I later found out that Greg actually made money on the blowjob. Apparently, he made a bet with one of his Wall St colleagues, that he could get me naked and blow him. I never got to confirm how much he made, but I’m sure it was a nice ROI.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ioxrjf/i_got_a_facial_during_my_wolf_of_wall_street
Wow! Great story! Did anything else happen while you worked in that office?
How many guys did you end up blowing and fucking working for that job? Amazing stories of a time long (although not as long as it would see) ago!
So did you enjoy the job?
That’s my girl! Can’t wait for the idiots saying this was rape and about your rights.
What’s the wildest thing that you did?
I usually get hard reading these stories…not this one.
So no lunch? ?