I had been interviewing for a receptionist/assistant at my business. I collected about a dozen resumes, interviewed three or four women, and had settled on a woman who had been a temp the previous year. Then, a past intern called me and said that she’d heard I was looking for someone, and that her mom’s best friend had been laid off from her job the week before.
I told her that I would talk to the friend if she could stop by that afternoon.
Around 4:00pm, this somewhat disheveled woman shows up, apologizing because she had to get her kids from school and take them to work. She was married, 45, curvy, and wearing a skirt that was way to short for an interview. She looked like a normal, everyday mom. I offered her coffee, and when she took the cup, I noticed three things.
She had a great smile, very nice breasts, and really toned legs.
She sat across from me, and immediately tugged on the hem of her skirt, which had ridden up a little. She apologized for being late, and as we talked (and she relaxed), she demonstrated that she was right for the job. She was quick, could type, and was organized.
I noticed at that point that her knees, which she had kept together, had parted. The way she was sitting, I could see her underwear. Looking at these great legs, and the pink cotton panties caused me to lose my train of thought.
She had to have noticed, because her legs parted a little more, and I swear I could see the crotch of her panties getting darker as they got wet.
“So, do I have the job?”
I looked at her face again. She smiled.
I thought for a second, and said yes.
She stood up, put out her hand, and shook mine.
“When can I start?”
“How about next week?”
But, she didn’t answer because she was staring at my pants as i stood behind my desk.
She walked around and got between me and the desk, leaned back, and hiked up her skirt. Not only could I tell that her panties were soaked, I could smell her sex.
She quickly slipped out of her panties and leaned back against the desk. As her legs parted, I looked at her hairy bush and big, puffy lips. She rocked forward, unbuckled my belt, unzipped my pants, and pulled them down over my erect cock.
She leaned back, pulling me by the cock, guiding me to her hole. She was warm, wet, and I slipped into her in an instant.
I paused and went to kiss her, but she said no.
“Don’t touch me, don’t kiss me, and don’t cum inside my pussy. You can finish in my mouth.”
After a moment, I started to move inside of her, changing my angle ever so slightly to rub my cock on her clit. Every so often, I’d slip out, press against her clit, then slide back into her.
She reeked of sex, and I wanted nothing more to grab her ass and tits as I pounded my cock into her, but rules are rules.
When I was close, I told her, and she pushed me back into my chair.
She sank to her knees and started licking me. First, my heavy and aching balls. Then, up and down my shaft, savoring the taste of her cunt. Finally, she swallowed me, gagging as I hit the back of her throat.
Her tongue swirled, and she sucked, and stroked my cock as she worked me over.
My toes curled, I grabbed the arms of my chair, and I felt the cum start pumping into her mouth and down her hungry throat.
At this moment, she made eye contact, pulled back, and opened her mouth which was full of my cum.
She smiled, swallowed, and stuck out her tongue. She cleaned up the remnants of my orgasm, picked up her panties, and adjusted her skirt and blouse.
As she walked out of my office, she said, “I’ll see you Monday.”
She worked for me for four years, and aside from that first time, we never had anything other than a strictly professional relationship.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ymw1gk/my_first_time