My first job interview in months. The stress over the last few weeks has been totuous. So, when i saw the ad for help in an office block, it seemed perfect for me. As I entered the building I was becoming worked up with tension, I called at the reception and the man there told me to go straight up to the top floor.
As I entered the lift, I failed to notice that three men had just followed me into the elevator, all going to the same floor as me. And after about five floors, I felt a hand on my curved ass, feeling my cheeks and even trying to find my hole. I didn’t want to wreck my oppurtunities, so I just moved slightly, to get out of the way. However, the hand remained firmly on my backside and the finger eventually wormed its way into me. It felt so surreal, so bizarre, yet so fulfilling; I could feel the sensation gripping my whole body. Oh it felt so good!
Suddenly, the elevator came to a halt. All three men went out, “She had a nice ass. I can’t wait for her!” The conversation failed to register and mad little sense, but the emptiness after being probed in such a way, soon gave way to the sudden realisation that I was late for my appointment.
I finally reached Mr. Gore’s office. “Enter!” he seemed rather annoyed and irritated, but a smile lighted his face, when I entered “Sorry about my being late, I was just ........” he stopped me with a raise of his hand.
“You might as well sit, while I detail the job on offer.You’re an attractive woman; lovely short brown hair, beautifully tanned legs and a shapely figure. And this firm wishes to take advantage of this. So could I please have your assurance that our conversation will go no further than this?”
“Of couse, whatever you want” I really needed this job.
“OK! The first question I’ve got to ask you is whether you would like to have sex during office hours.”
“Excuse me, are you being serious?” this couldn’t be right, what was I getting myself into?
“ Yes, I never joke about. I’ll tell you about the full job later, if you really want it. Just come through into this back room. I will leave you for five minutes and you’ve got a major decision to make. You can leave now and remain unemployed or...you can get a hundred grand a week, by having sex for the firm.” Oh my God, is this real? “ If you decide to join, I want you to slip your panties off and leave them on my desk. And you can sit on that chair, with legs spread wide for me to see. Or, you could leave. Is that OK?”