"Oh my God..." I whispered to myself. That was the first time I saw Barbara, or should I say, the first time I saw those massive mammaries of hers.
I worked for a retail furniture outlet, and my manager put me in charge of setting up new stores in our area, and the temp agency had sent over a group of ten candidates, nine guys and a woman. I was supposed to pick five out of the group. I had interviewed the group and left Barbara for last.
"Come in, Barbara," I said, doing my best trying not to stare.
She sat in the chair in front of my desk and said: "Call me Barbi. Everyone does."
I grabbed her application and perused it as she watched. She wore a sweatshirt with the arms cut off, and the front had a V cut down into her cleavage.
"It says here you quit your last job, mind telling me why?" She wiggled nervously in her chair. When she did, her tits shook and swayed almost imperceptibly. I felt my cock react. I was glad I was sitting where I could slide my chair under my desk to hide my growing bulge from her.
"Too much harassment." She looked down at the floor took a deep breath.
"You mean sexual harassment?" I asked
"Yeah. I don't mind comments, You know, I mean 'Wow, looking good today!' Is fine but detailed comments describing specific sexual events is simply too much." she continued staring at the floor.
"Can I be blunt?" I asked. She stopped looking at the floor and looked up at me.
"Yeah. I guess so. Why not?"
"If you're worried about harassment, why are you wearing a shirt that shows so much skin?"
"Because it's comfortable. And I thought I might need it to help me get hired." With that she stood up and leaned over my desk. Her shirt hung down about 12 inches completely exposing her massive tits. She jiggled them a little and squeezed them together for me. She took my hand and held it to her breast. I instinctively grabbed it.
"Your hands are cold. Come hold my titties till you warm them up." I walked around my desk to get behind her so I could hold a tit in each hand. When I came out from behind my desk, she looked right at my crotch and saw my erection tenting out my jeans.
"Oh wow, is that for me?"
I walked behind her and slid both hands down her shirt and began massaging her tits. My hands were cold enough to stiffen her nipples which now were as big as tootsie rolls. I squeezed and twisted and pulled them. I spun her chair around so she was facing me. She smiled and pulled her sweatshirt over her head.
"I know what you want." She wiggled her way to the edge of her chair. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled me to her chest. She slipped a hand under her tit and shoved her nipple into my mouth.
"Suck me. Bite me. Suck my fuckin' huge nipples. Suck me till I'm raw." She kept a tight hold on my head while I sucked her nipple. "Can you make me cum? They say a woman can cum just by playing with her nipples. Can you do that for me?"
I mumbled something, My mouth was full.