I walk into the office building for an interview with a placement agency. I'm running a little late because I'm on my lunch break from the café I work at. When I get to the floor I am a little flustered, but I take a deep breath and walk in with a smile on my face.
The office assistant greets me and gets me to take a seat. After a minute a young blonde woman in a red dress escorts me into the back. We have a little small talk as we walk to her desk. I see a beautiful brunette sitting near the back watching me. I see the silver hoops in her ears shine in the light. When the blonde asks me to take a seat I am brought back to reality.
She asks for my resume so it can go into the system. We review my previous employment and she makes notes. I hear a woman clear her voice behind me. When I turn I see it is the brunette from earlier.
"May I sit in for the interview?" she asks the brunette. My mouth goes dry when I see her up close. Her white sweater hugs her breasts perfectly, revealing a little of the shoulders. I see that her black skirt has a nice slit up the back, showing off the nice legs. My eyes continue down to the black platform spiked heels with a strap around her ankle.
"Sure, Stephanie. This is Paul. He is looking for some work, he just moved to town," the blonde says. I forget her name because I am so taken with Stephanie. As we shake hands I feel a strong but subtle grip. When are hands slip away I am heartbroken to see a ring on her left ring finger.
As he shifts her wait on her chair I hear a soft moan come from her mouth. I think I must be hearing things. Our discussion goes from my employment history to my hobbies and the reason I came to town.
I watch as Stephanie's fingers linger at the neck of her top. The sweater shows her cleavage. I imagine what it would be like to spend a few hours exploring every inch of her full bosom. She shifts her weight again and this time I am certain I hear her moan. I see her nipples stiffen under her sweater.
I have to cross my legs and slightly shift my hardening cock. The blonde gets up and excuses herself. Alone with Stephanie I feel a pearl of sweat slide down my back. When I answer a question I see her playing with her pen between her lips, like it is a little cock. Her left hand slides down her leg, pulling up the hem. My eyes move down to the exposed thigh. I can see her lacy white panties under the skirt. Believing I am again imaging this I clear my throat.
She pushes down her skirt just as the blonde comes back in. I take the glass of water she offers me, to whet my dry throat before my voice squeaks. My hard dick fights against my pants so I shift again. Stephanie's eyes move to my crotch, then back to my eyes. I am certain she saw it because she slowly licks her lips. She takes a drink of her water, looking at me over the glass.
As the interview ends I get up to shake their hands. With a louder moan Stephanie stands up. With her heels she is close to my 6'4 height. Her grip sends me a message I am certain of. The glint in her eye seals it.
I get to the elevator and let out a breath as I settle my cock down. When I get to the lobby I run back to the café job. My boss is standing out front looking at his watch. He hands me a tub to clear the tables because we are about to get our afternoon rush. I clear the outside tables of all the glasses and plates. When I get back out to wipe them down I see a woman sitting with her back to the café. When I see her I realize it is the woman from the interview, Stephanie.
"Good afternoon, may I take your order?" I ask her.
She pulls down her dark shades, "I'll take a vodka, seven with a twist of lime."
When I bring her my drink she asks me where the restrooms are. I escort her to the back and show her. I turn to go but she grabs me by the wrist, pulling me close. "I've been thinking of you the whole time I was walking here. Watching your cock stiffen just by my looking at you got me to thinking I should help relieve it."
She rubs her right hand over the front of my pants as she nibbles my left ear. "I want you to eat my wet pussy. It is juicing for your tongue."
She pulls me into the ladies room and locks the door. Our mouths mesh into a kiss. My hands move to her ass, lifting her skirt. My hands peel down her wet lace thong down so I can see her wet snatch. I bring the wet panties to my face and inhale her scent. My right hand slide up her inner right thigh as I kiss up her left leg. She gets up onto the counter so I can dive into her pussy.
Her lips slip open as I run 2 fingers along her slit. The small tuft of hair above her clit and shaved lips tell me she is a woman of pleasure. I look up into her eyes as I lay my tongue flat over her clit and drag it slowly. My fingers slide into her wet cunt, making her catch her breath. She has her sweater up and is tugging at her hard nipples. I see the dark skin through the lace bra.
Her left hand grabs the back of my head keeping my mouth on her clit. I watch her bring her full left tit to her mouth so she can suck on the hard nipple. Her teeth graze over the nipple, teasing it a bit. My fingers hook forward to her g-spot , rubbing it as I start to suckle her clit.
"You see that little string coming from my ass. It is anal beads. Lightly tug them out, one by one as you eat my wet pussy baby!" she commands me.
I ease the first one out, making her moan. My tongue swirls over her clit as the second bead slips out. Watching her asshole stretch for each bead is erotic. I taste a little of the cherry flavoured lube she used to get those into her cunt.
