[FM] Seducing a much older man to get a job.

This was in college about ten years ago. I had good grades. I already knew I was going to an Ivy League school for an MBA after graduation. I’d already had a “serious” summer job where I got business and management experience. And I’d been in a competitive academic environment since I entered prep school in ninth grade.

I just wanted ONE fun job. I’d never worked retail or as a waitress. I was chasing any type of gig in music. Anything with concert promotion or a small label.

I got a couple of interviews that went nowhere. I was too young or inexperienced or, as one stoner hippie chick told me, “not just a good fit.” I always come off as this demure, Hispanic good girl. And I’m sure the private high school and college didn’t help around people who’d mostly gone to state college or just been in the industry forever without any schooling.

The funny thing is my boarding school experience was probably wilder then they could even fathom. I wasn’t ACTUALLY a good girl. Even at 21 I already had years of experimenting with sex and drugs under my belt. Just not rock and roll.

I stopped wearing a suit after my first two interviews didn’t pan out. My fourth interview was a “marketing” gig for a small club promoter that ran a handful of venues and mostly got small indie tours and local acts. “Marketing” meant buying ads in the local paper, getting flyers printed, and dealing with any photographers or media on a show night.

The guy in charge (Don) was 50-ish, long hair, tats, and a former roadie for Motley Crue. He had long hair and wore a leather vest. But also had that mellowed out rich guy vibe and tan that suggested he played a lot of golf.

I dressed pretty trashy for the interview. Low cut silky blouse. Leather skirt. Heels. Stockings. When I sat down my skirt rode up enough to show my garters. My cleavage and the lace of my bra was on display.

I was hoping he’d just like the eye candy. He obviously did. But it still wasn’t going great. The guy had “artsy” pics of naked women as office decor. I knew I had to go further and thought “WTF?”

I flat out told him I’d do anything to get the job. That I’d be happy to make it worth his while. He arched a brow and didn’t take the bait. But I kept putting it out there. Finally he asked just what I was willing to do.

I got on my knees and started rubbing him through his jeans. He got stiff quick. I unzipped him and he took his cock out.

I gave him a big, sloppy blow job. I went all out. I moaned. I told him he was sooo big. I drooled. I stroked. I kept my eyes locked on his. I twisted my mouth back and forth like a porn star.

I stoked him and pulled my lips off at the last minute and let him aim for my open mouth. He shot cum on my lips, down my throat, and on my exposed tits. I walked out of there with a cum stain on my blouse and a smile on my face because I knew I had the job.

Nobody else working there knew how I got the job. It didn’t pay that much and I could have easily gotten a better summer job on my academics alone. But it was fun. I got to go to concerts all summer and hook up with aspiring rock stars—none of whom ever became famous unless you count being one of the gazillion members of the Polyphonic Spree.

Don, of course, expected more. I never let him fuck me, but he was happy getting head and honestly it was a thrill to be the bad girl with a secret blowing the boss.

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Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9oit0d/fm_seducing_a_much_older_man_to_get_a_job