The Job Interview [MF] [Pussy Licking] [Mature]

Haven’t we all been to countless job interviews during our lifetime? Haven’t we all been hoping that this was the last one, that this would be our dream job, or at least something that is bearable?

I was exactly thinking about the stuff above when thirty one year old me was between jobs about a year ago. I sent out countless letters of application to countless companies. I was looking for some secretary or assistant position. And well, despite me having years of working experience on that field, the search dragged on and on.

Luckily, after a few weeks filled with disappointed I got a positive answer back. It was from one of the biggest companies in town. I applied for an assistant position. It was helping out the management with everything and nothing. And it sounded like it would be an interesting challenge for me. So I was more than just happy that they invited me for a job interview.

The day before the interview I got a haircut, a professional shave and I bought myself a new, perfect sitting shirt. The morning before the interview I gave myself a clean shave, I took a shower, I styled my hair, I jumped into some professional looking business attire and then I made myself on the way.

The appointment was in the middle of the morning. I got there early, I checked in with the receptionist and then I had to wait. For about ten minutes. Then someone, she introduced her as the secretary of the CEO, came and picked me up.

We went into the elevator and went up to the highest floor. Up there she guided me into an empty office. No, it was not an empty room with one chair in it, it was the fully operational office of the CEO. Just not with her in it.

The secretary pointed me towards a seat in front of the huge desk, and then she asked me if I wanted something to drink: “A glass of water would be nice.”

When she returned with a small bottle of sparkling water and an empty glass she told me that the CEO was late. She was kept in a business meeting. But she would show up soon. I nodded with my head, thanked her for bringing me a beverage and then I began to wait. While waiting I took a look around the office: Many pictures on it. Most of them showing the CEO – a woman around fifty five, yes, I did my research before I went to the interview – in various important looking functions and positions.

After about thirty minutes of waiting she showed up. I stood up when she entered the room, we shook hands, she sat down behind her desk, I sat down too. Then she excused herself for being late. Then she took out a pencil and a notebook. The questioning began.

The first question she asked me, was an obvious one: “Is it okay for you, when it is just the two of us in here? Because to be honest, you will be more my personal assistant then an employee working for the whole management. And so we two have to get along, not you and my marketing manager.”

I understood what she was up to. I needed to thing a minute about it. She gave me the time. Then I told her that it was perfectly fine for me that it was only the two of us in here and that it could see myself in the position as her personal assistant. When she heard the last one, a smile appeared on her face.

Then the real questioning began. She asked detailed questions about my previous jobs. She wanted to know if had experience in setting up, organizing events. She also wanted to know if I was able to organize and structure things. And she also wanted to know if I knew how to keep some office plants alive.

After about an hour of talking the two of us clearly had a positive vibe up and running. We got along with each other. So she was taking it all one step further. She bend over the desk and offered me a perfect view down her cleavage: “But what we talked about so far isn’t everything I expect from you. From time to time, you have to do some very, very special tasks. Tasks no one has to know about except the two of us.”

While staring down her cleavage my conscience told me one thing: Don’t. Don’t do that. Employer and employee shouldn’t be fucking each other. Keep it professional. No dick, don’t get hard. But well, he wasn’t listening. Horny me showed up. So I gave her an answer, while still staring down her cleavage: “I think, I hope that I am up to the task. I have some experience on that field too.”

The smile on her face got bigger and bigger. Then she leaned back, she pushed back her office chair, she pulled up her skirt – nope, she was wearing no underwear – and then she spread her legs for me: “Wanna give it a try? Wanna taste my sweet pussy?”

No need to answer her questions. I just stood up, went around the desk, went down on my knees in front of her and tasted her pussy. I dug in as deep as I could. I buried my tongue in her pussy. I went over her clit. Moaning escaped her throat. Tension was building up.

After tasting her delicious pussy for some time, I brought some finger into the game: At first one went into her pussy. She asked for more. Then another one went in. She asked for more. Then a third one went in. Her moaning got louder, and more intense.

She was getting closer and closer to an orgasm with every thrust I gave her. My tongue was teasing her clit all the time. More and more tension built up. Her hands were grabbing my hair, then boom, her legs began to tremble. Her hands stopped holding on my hair.

I gentle pulled out my fingers. I gave her some time to regain herself. Once she was back again, she gave me an order. In a very nice way: “Yes you know how to eat pussy. Now, let me see your dick.”

I complied. I followed her order. I stood up and dropped my pants and my underwear to the ground. My rock hard dick was pointing directly towards her: “The right size, but for now, let me check if he tastes as good as he looks.”

Moments later my dick was sliding in and out of her mouth while her hands were playing with my balls. It felt good. She knew how to suck dick. I came closer and closer to an orgasm. But then, she stopped: “Let’s see how well your cock fits inside my pussy.”

Then she got out of her chair and bent over her desk. She offered me a perfect view of her damn hot ass. And she sent me an invitation to stick my dick inside her pussy. An invitation I gladly accepted.

A few second later my dick was sliding in and out of her pussy. Her wrapped herself around my dick in a next to perfect way. Fucking her felt nothing but good. Soon after our moaning was filling the room.

I fucked her slow, hard and deep. She seemed to love it that way. More and more tension built up. Two people were fucking towards an orgasm. One more thrust. Then the next one. It felt better and better. And then, the last thrust, and boom, my balls emptied themselves inside her pussy for the first time. She came a few moments after me.

My hormone filled body collapsed onto her. We kept on laying on her desk for some time. Then I pulled out my dick and she turned around, looked me in the eyes while a huge satisfied smile was on her face: “Yes, I think it will work out between the two of us. You did more than just well. You start working here on Monday. My secretary will give you all the details.”

Then she fixed herself up, I fixed myself up and then I left her office. On my way out of the building I talked with the secretary, and on the upcoming Monday I had my first day at a new job. A job that I still have today. And yes, from time to time she asks for my special service.

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