Cole sat nervously in the waiting area. He'd arrived for his interview the customary ten minutes in advance. He'd waited patiently for the expected fifteen minutes. Which had turned to thirty, which had turned to forty five minutes.
"I'm sorry Sir." the receptionist said. She was a pretty blond in a tight skirt and heels which accentuated her legs. "I'm sure it won't be too much longer."
Cole thought about trying to reschedule. Just for appearances sake. Would he appear too hungry after forty five minutes of waiting? Would he appear desperate?
The truth was he was desperate. His unemployment checks stopped four months ago. He'd maxed his credit cards. He couldn't even afford gas to go to this interview, so he'd ridden the bus with change he'd found under the cushions of his sofa. How would he get to his next job interview?
Christ.
Don't think about it. Don't think about it. It's just an interview. It's not as if it was a complete waste of effort. He told himself. Besides, there was a grocery store two blocks away and he could eat food samples to curb the empty ache in his stomach.
He looked down at his watch. Jesus. He'd waited patiently for an hour and a half now. The receptionist had apologized four more times. His shirt was sticking from nervous sweat. No way would he get the interview. On the other hand, perhaps this was a good sign. If they were this unorganized, perhaps he could fly in under the radar. Who else would wait an hour? He'd get it by default.
A new girl turned the corner. By now Cole thought he knew everyone in the office. Maybe this one was his interviewer...she looked ...familiar.
"Mr. Stevens, I'm sorry I'm late, but we had a...Cole? Is that you?"
Then it clicked. It was Janice. His girlfriend for nearly three semesters in college. Janice Monroe. She looked much different than the girl he'd known his freshman and sophomore year. Janice, with college T shirts, a stud in her nose, and blond hair with a purple streak. She had legs that went on and on, but not just long, they were muscular as well. She had an ass that you could bounce a coin on.
This girl ...this woman looked mature, but she was twenty seven just like Cole. Her clothes were sophisticated. Was she in human resources or management?
"Well, come back with me Cole," Janice said. "Again. I'm terribly sorry for making you wait. I guess it's just like old times 'eh?"
Old times? Cole thought back to his relationship with Janice. His incredibly frustrating relationship. She'd made him wait alright. She'd made him wait for more than anyone had a right ask someone to wait.
He thought back...seven years earlier....
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"What are you looking at Cole?" Janice teased.
"I..I.." Cole stammered. She'd told him on earlier dates how she felt about her last boyfriend. She hadn't told him everything, just that he'd pushed her before she was ready. That it was going to take her a while to get over it.
Cole assumed it as..well..if it wasn't date rape, what Janice had experienced was close to it. She may have been damaged goods, but she was incredibly beautiful and on top of that she was witty and smart. All Cole's friends were amazed he was dating someone so far out of his league.
Yet, here she was, in her dorm, with him, and she wasn't wearing panties. He could see her bare pussy.Pussy. No panties. Just brown curls. It could only mean one thing, and yet Cole was not prepared for it at the moment due to the sudden surprise.
"...I ah...I don't have any condoms on me." he warned.
Janice's nostrils flared and she smiled, crooking a finger at him.
He came forward, and as he did, she grabbed the collar of his shirt and kissed him deeply.
"..But baby ...I'm in a state," Janice purred, her thigh shoved between his legs and massaged his hard cock through his shorts. "Besides, I think there are things we can do that don't need a condom."
"Sure.." Cole said, his voice thick with lust. When he closed his eyes, he could imagine Janice down on her knees, looking up at him adoringly, her diamond ear stud shining under the fluorescent lights of her dorm.
Or maybe...maybe... He pictured her on hands and knees, looking back at him with worried eyes, as he gently pushed into her virgin ass. Fuck. Could it be?
"Goodie," Janice purred, taking control and pushing Cole down on her bed. Straddling him. Not his crotch as Cole had wanted. But higher. Her knees on his shoulders. Her bare pussy, lowering onto his lips.
Cole wasn't a virgin, but he wasn't brimming with sexual experience either. He'd had sex a grand total of six times. However, he'd never gone down on a girl, Not that he was against it. It'd just never come up.
He was a bit scared at first. What if he wasn't any good? He shrugged his shoulders and stuck out his tongue, trying to push it into her wet slit.
His fears were soon realized when Janice said in a frustrated tone, "What are you doing?"
I don't know, Cole would have said, but Janice was riding his mouth like his face was a saddled pony and she was a cowgirl, so all that came out was a short grunt.
"Slow down." Janice said as she lifted her sex off his face. "Now start off nice and gentle. Just blow your warm breath. Ohhh...that's the way. Now kiss me. No, not like that. Let me feel your lips...that's better, but keep them soft."
And Cole began to learn what a woman liked. In particular, he learned what Janice liked. He also learned that Janice, while at times very closed off about sex, had no such troubles when it came to receiving oral sex. She was quite vocal and quite demanding.
"That's the way, up and down my slit. And right there...no...ahhh...let me show you."
Janice, still straddling his head, reached down and spread her nether lips apart, framing her perfect pink sex, opening it like an orchid.
"Have you ever seen a pussy this pretty?" Janice said. "I've kept it pristine. So slim. So tight. See right there under my clit. There with your tongue...gently right there. Ahhh...fuck yeah...that makes me drip. That's my pee hole."
Jesus. That was way more detail than Cole wanted. Yet, his cock strained against his underwear and jeans. The need in his swollen balls kept him at his duties regardless of his growing unease.
"Now my clit...no...start around the edges...and make your way to my pearl. That's better. Patience. Good...ahhh...I'm close...Now reach up and brush your fingers against my nipples. No. Gently, Softly. There...ahh..." Janice's breath came in gasps. Fingers turning white as she gripped her sheets, she lowered her sex onto Cole's eager lips and tongue, as lightning shot spread through her loins. Her hips bucking as her moans rose in crescendo.
"Fuck..fuck..oh God..fuck.."
Poor Cole, heart and head pounding from lack of oxygen, fluttered his tongue over Janice's swollen clit. Then up into the mouth of her gushing sex...by now, there was no choice what he'd do, as Janice controlled the action with her bucking hips.
When she finally rose, Cole's face was a red and sodden mess.
"Oh baby," Janice said, as she looked down at the trapped and dutiful face of her lover, kissed her fingertips and pressed them to Cole's lips. "That was wonderful."
Cole kissed those fingers. His mind eagerly running through fantasies of what this hot lover was going to do to him. Watching as she opened her drawer and pulled on a pair of panties and shimmied until her skirt was back down.
"I hate to kick you out so soon," Janice said. "But my roommate is due back at any second."
But...Cole thought. But what about me? His cock was still swollen in his pants. His balls were full and uncomfortable. Was she seriously just going to call an end to the date now that she'd gotten her jollies?
"Bye babe. I had a lot of fun. You were dedicated..or at least your tongue was."
Then Janice kissed him and Cole found himself in the hall. It happened so fast he still couldn't believe it. Worse, a pair of girls in the hall put their hands over their mouths and tittered as he passed them, hiding giggles behind their hands. Had they heard Janice? He felt his cheeks grow hot and he touched them. Jesus. They were damp and sticky. He quickly wiped them on his sleeve before he could suffer further humiliation.
He hurried back to his dorm. Luckily his roommate wasn't there. He took a few tissues and climbed under his sheets. He was hard and began to stroke his shaft. He began to fantasize of Janice...of her flashing her naked sex...of going down on her...of...
Cole shook his head. He shouldn't be fantasizing of such things. He tried to picture taking her doggie style. Instead he saw the two girls giggling in the hall...seeing him with his face soiled.
His swollen aching balls pumped. Spilling his seed, filling the hand full of tissues he held.
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"Cole? Cole?"
Cole's heart pounded. Idiot. He admonished himself. This is an interview and you are ...Jesus fantasizing about stuff you shouldn't be fantasizing about.
"Could you repeat that?" he asked.
"Yes. Could you describe an instance where you used ISO9000 principles in your last job?"
What did that even mean? Cole wondered. If he asked what it meant, would he appear stupid? Was this a trick? One of those questions where the right answer is to say you don't know. He didn't think that was the case.
"We didn't do much with ISO9000" It wasn't a lie. He was sure his last two employers didn't know anything about ISO900 either. He certainly didn't know what it was.
Janice shook her head and wrote something in a notebook. There wasn't enough expression on her face to let on if he was doing okay or he was floundering. He could feel sweat drip down his back. He was floundering.
It went that way for nearly thirty minutes. So many questions. So many acronyms. Things he had no idea what they meant. By now sweat was dripping down his forehead. He was even flubbing answers to questions he should know.
"I want to help you Cole," Janice said finally, pushing the papers away. "But you aren't making it easy."
"I'm sorry." Cole's said, his throat catching and his chin quivered. He blinked back the tears that threatened to fall.
"Oh Cole," Janice said, getting up from her chair, moving around the desk and taking Cole's hands. "You are making it impossible to do my job, do you know that?"
