Mr. Craftsman quickly looked over the top of the fax, before he remembered that he had requested information about Daisy from her former employee over the phone. By the time he was finished reading the fax all the way through though, he was indeed very excited about having Daisy aboard his team here at ABC Shipping Company.
Truthfully, Mr. Craftsman had wanted his own personal secretary for a long time now, but the higher ups didn't think it was necessary until here recently, when business started booming. Things were definitely looking up for Mr. Craftsman.
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Daisy's alarm woke her up, but she was about to fall back to sleep thinking that she did not have a job anymore, when she suddenly remembered the interview she had today. She looked at the shiny red lighted numbers on the radio alarm clock, and said aloud, "Oh, shit! I'm going to be late!"
She jumped out of bed, and hurried to take a shower. As she showered, she thought to herself, "I probably won't be able to have all the perks of my old job, like the wonderful sex." With this thought she rubbed her breasts and cunt, but knowing she didn't have time for that now continued thinking, "I think it's actually against the law, or something anyways. Oh, well, at least I'll have a job. I wonder how the pay will be. Probably nothing even close to what I was making before."
She quickly dried off, and got dressed in a long skirted elegant dress. After this it took her several minutes to fix up her hair, apply her make up, and get ready to leave. Being a little nervous about the interview, she left the house and was about to get into her car when she realized that she had forgotten her purse inside the house. Luckily, she had placed the key back in its spot yesterday, and was able to get back in. She ran inside to grab her purse, and was about to leave again, when she also remembered that she hadn't ate anything yet. It simply wouldn't do to have a growling hungry stomach during the interview.
She went into the kitchen where a fresh pot of coffee was waiting for her, and she remembered that there was a pie in the refrigerator, which Mr. & Mrs. Fieldsman had left for her the night before. She thought about the fun she had last night, and the flavors of both Fred's cock and Thelma's cunt, along with their individuals touches and smells, but couldn't waste much time on those sorts of thoughts. She grabbed the food, thinking she would eat it on the way, and went back outside to her car, but she had forgotten to grab her purse still, and had laid the outside key down on the table.
"Oh, shit!" She thought, but luckily she had placed one by the back door as well. This wasn't the first time these sorts of things happened to her, and the key was there for just these type of circumstances. She quickly set the pie and coffee on top of the car, and ran around to the back of the house. With the utmost speed she could muster, she ran around back, and unlocked the back door, this time making sure to replace the key back. She went inside, locking the back door, and grabbed her purse and the outside key, placing it back under the welcome mat, as she again locked the front door.
However, she was surprised to find that when she got back to her car that a neighborhood cat had jumped up there to eat her pie, and knocked over her coffee onto the ground. Not having time to get more, she shooed the cat away, placed the pie on the ground, and picked up her coffee mug, dumping the rest of the liquid out on the ground, so that it was empty to take with her. She got into the car, and drove away. Later that evening, Thelma and John would bring her another pie, and tell her that the postman had returned about ten minutes after she had left, and they had told him about her new job. He left embarrassed, but Daisy knew that the lady on tenth street would be his fix today. Daisy had a little trouble with all of the traffic, and remembering where exactly ABC Shipping Company had been, but she finally made it, and walked in the doors exactly ten minutes early, keeping her record intact.
Daisy walked in and met the front receptionist, who was Susan, and had been the one who had called her about the interview the night before. Susan, Daisy was surprised to find, was a blond that looked to be somewhere in her middle twenties, and wore a simple pink flower designed dress. Susan said, "Mr. Craftsman will be delighted to see you in a few moments. Please, have a seat over there, while you wait."
Susan used the phone to call up Mr. Craftsman, and tell him that Daisy was waiting to see him. He told her to wait a few moments, and he would have her sent back. While Daisy waited, a small group of men in business suits went out the door, arguing about who made up the sales figures for a certain project. Finally, Daisy was told to go on back to Mr. Craftsman's office.
"Have a seat, Daisy." Mr. Craftsman said as Daisy walked into his office. "I'm glad you could make it. Just like your old boss said too. Ten minutes early. I'm impressed."
"Thank you, Mr. Craftsman, I try my best." Daisy casually replied back. She took in what Mr. Craftsman actually looked like as she sat down in the chair in front of his desk. He was quite a handsome boss to work for. Her mind quickly compared him to her old boss, and she briefly wondered who her loyalties would be with if her old boss could get her back. She sighed inwardly, and guessed that it would depend on how this interview went.
"Here's a fax from your former employer. Look at it, and tell me if it's totally true or not." Mr. Craftsman replied as he handed over the fax to Daisy.
Daisy quickly skimmed through the fax, and her heart sank down into her stomach giving her slight butterflies in her already slightly rumbling belly, as she read the bottom. "Oh, well," she thought to herself , "here goes this job."
"Yes, Mr. Craftsman, it's all true." Daisy replied reluctantly.
"Great!" Mr. Craftsman said as he got up, and locked his office door. "It's been a frustrating morning for me, so could you show me how you relieve the employers tensions?"
Daisy was overjoyed to hear this. She would have her old perks back after all, but what about the pay she wondered. Oh, well, first things first.
Daisy got up out of her chair, and ushered Mr. Craftsman into his. When Mr. Craftsman was seated, Daisy leaned into him rubbing her breasts into his chest, and kissing him passionately on the lips. Their tongues went in and out of each others mouths. Daisy continued to kiss her way down his body, unbuttoning his shirt as she worked her way down. First, his lips, then, his chin, his neck, his muscular chest, and his rather firm stomach. When she got to his stomach, kissing and licking her way down, she had his shirt all the way unbuttoned, and began to unbuckle his belt, and unbutton his pants. She unzipped his zipper and yanked his pants and underwear down to his knees.
Before her quivering and eager lips rested a luscious hard twelve-inch cock. Mr. Craftsman was well endowed for sure. Daisy began to lick the sides of it with her tongue racing up and down it and in circles around the top of the cock. Daisy then plunged the rock hard cock deep into her throat swallowing every inch of it, and slowly, at first, pulled it out, but then she went faster and faster plunging it in and out of her mouth.
While Daisy was working his penis, Mr. Craftsman worked on unbuttoning her blouse, and removing it along with her bra. With his hands he played with and massaged her bountiful breasts, and squeezed and pinched her hardening nipples. Her breasts were some of the biggest he had ever seen on such a gorgeous woman like her. Her luscious breasts felt smooth and silky in his hands, and he enjoyed playing with them immensely.
