An Interview

The Interview

I watch you sit down in your long skirt and white blouse and I am pleased with your gracefulness and at the way there is just a subtle hint given by the crisp laciness of the brassiere that I can see peeping through. I clear my throat and look over at you sternly and ask the usual questions and listen to your replies as you sit in your hard backed chair, fidgeting occasionally as you search for the answer you think will impress me most. You do well and I am almost convinced by you but then I toss your C.V. on the desk and chuckle as I watch a slight stain spread across your cheeks.

"A tissue of lies and concoctions this, Penny, I believe? I checked up with some of the firms that you mention in here and they have never heard of you. I am tempted to check with the police and see if they have heard of you instead!"

I watch the shock spread through you and your fingers toy with the hem of your skirt as you desperately try and think of a reply. Your pretty face flushes as you eventually stammer out, "I am sorry but I really need this job. I have worked in this sector before but I thought I needed to show a bit more experience..."

Your voice tails off nervously as my green eyes bore into you angrily and I suddenly decide to give you a chance.

"The job is yours, Penny, if...you can show yourself to be sorry for trying to mislead me." The words hang in the air between us and I see you trying to understand what I mean and I decide to help you along the way a little.

"What punishment do you think will fit the crime, Penny? After all you expect to come here and work with these young offenders so you need to think about what would be appropriate."

"I don't know, sir..." you reply, eyes lowered and fingers wriggling together like snakes.

"I think that you do, Penny, and this is your last chance to tell me!"

You flicker your eyes towards me and then gulp as you make a decision and then you blurt the words out.

"Something physical, sir? Is that what you are thinking about?"

I nod once and let her carry on.

"A spanking, sir?" and your voice seems to hang in the soft air of my office.

"To start with, Penny, and then we will see if you can be an obedient worker afterwards. Now on your feet, stand in the centre of the room, lift your skirt and then bend over."

I rap out the words harshly and watch as you rise from your chair and obey. There is a hint of reluctance as you raise your long skirt up to your waist and reveal your white, lace panties to me before you bend over and I see your fullness press against the thin material. I raise myself quickly and stand by your side and run my long fingers over the smoothness of your flesh where it peeps out from the sides of the panties. I sense your breathing quicken and I start to spank you lightly, working across the right cheek from the bare flesh onto the skin covered by the thin panties. You make no sound at first and then I harden the strokes and elicit the first little grunt of discomfort as the sting slides into your skin. Two minutes pass and both cheeks are now thoroughly warmed up and I order you to stand again and to remove your final layer of protection. Your face flushes as you slide them down your thighs and they drape your ankles before you step daintily out of them. Your skirt follows suit and I am left watching the bare flesh of your bottom half as you bend over again and grasp tightly onto your ankles. As you bend over, the cheeks of your bottom separate a little and I can see the winking little pucker of your anus pop into view and then the delightful pinkness of your quim.

My spanks are harder now, ringing out across the room and each one brings a little moan from your lips, music to my ears as I play with your bottom cheeks, reddening them all over before I start on your thighs. The white smoothness blotches into pink quickly as I slap them, starting on the back and then moving inwards until my sharp spanks make you widen your legs further and I can strike upwards, cupping my palm around the softness of your pussy lips and making your whole body quiver. I rest my hand against your warmth and find you damp as well; a trickle of arousal betraying you and I slide my fingers over your quim before tickling one finger inside and coating it with your juices. You are so open and vulnerable to me and I slide the finger up to your tight bottom hole and press it firmly in, feeling the resistant ring pucker and squeeze against my digit as it eases in to your embarrassment. I keep the finger there, moving it in and out and twisting it round as I spank you again, feeling the ripples resonate round my finger.

I stop eventually and kiss the heated surface of your skin, smoothing my tongue and lips over your bottom cheeks and then your thighs before I blow gently against your pussy then lick along the length, tasting your pure essence. My tongue flickers up and opens your labia wider and spears up inside before licking along the length again and finding the swollen bud of your clitoris. I tease it for long moments and feel your response rising through you before I release it. I instruct you to get on all fours and you are quick to obey while I release my cock from its imprisonment and press the throbbing head against your quim. I keep it at the entrance, teasing and tantalising while my finger works deeper into your anal opening.

"Now it's time in this interview for you to ask a question, Penny."

I wait expectantly and wonder if you will ask the right one, feel you thinking and sense your embarrassment as you fight with your pride.

"Please, sir, will you..."eventually comes in a whispered breath and I thrust in hard and fast, driving the breath out of you as my thick shaft pulses inside your wetness. I feel the warmth surround me and then your liquid coats me and I imagine my glistening swollen shaft gliding into you as my finger pops out of your anus and I pull your hips hard back against me. I move in and out slowly, rhythmically, knob dancing in desire in your welcoming warmth while my fingers stroke between your legs and find your swollen nub and tease it, tantalise it, rub it until I can feel you pulse against me. Your pussy walls grip me tightly as your peak washes through you while I remain hard inside you, thrusting in and out in time with the waves of desire that break you open.

I allow you several moments to recover before I pull out of you, cock shaft gleaming with your libations.

"And now it is time to test your oral skills, I think, Penny," I remark wickedly and I turn you round and wait while you stare at my swollen shaft which is bathed with your essence. Tentatively, your tongue flickers out and kisses the rubicund knob and then you lick around the head, teasing my frenum while I try and keep control. Your warm lips enfold me and enclose me in a sea of delight and I wait while you suck at me, trying to tease my seed out. Do you taste yourself, I wonder? Do you enjoy the sweetness of your pussy juices mixed with me? The thought sends me past the limit of my endurance and my semen bubbles up and erupts in a geyser of creamy froth, baptising your mouth and your lips and then dripping off your chin as you fail to swallow quickly enough.

I make a mental note to work on your oral skills once you have settled into the job even as my hardness wilts inside you.