Step after step up the red-carpeted stairs towards floor three of the New Administration Building I nervously repeat all the important information I had learned when I researched this company.
Glancing at my Nokia one last time as I ponder why a man would pick 1:17 pm as the time for my interview. Assuming the worst that he must be a total jerk but nonetheless a jerk I need to get in good with if I want to reach my goals. He is the only expert in the Northern Hemisphere that can do what he has done for the last 7 years so successfully.
I knock on the door as I say one last prayer that my clock is fast and I am not indeed already 3 minutes late. From the far side of the office I heard the words come in drift to me granting me permission to enter after what seems like an eternity.
I gently and slowly push the door just far enough to slip quietly inside. Lost for a moment soaking up the stunning view of this luxurious office I almost didn't notice the man standing in the corner gazing out the window at all the cars buzzing by on the street below.
The shockingly amazing sexy voice shattered the silence when he inquired, "Nervous yet?" It became very obvious that he was very aware of the fact that he was extremely intimidating.
All I have read about the man and all I had ever heard meant nothing at this particular moment. My right foot slightly tapping back and forth between the red and white square tiles that covered the majority of his floor had probably given me away somewhat. But, standing here face to face with him I couldn't deny it, " Yes, as a matter of fact I am a bit nervous."
"Well come over here and have a seat behind my desk, take a look at Navision, and lets see what you really know."
An hour later as I reached down to pick up my purse I had placed under his desk I can feel his firm chest nearly pressed against my back bringing back my nervous feelings times ten.
If only he knew what feelings he was creating deep in the pit of my stomach, creeping slowly down between my thighs, and reaching that warm place that has remained hidden from anyone's touch for over two years now.
The want and desires overpowering my knowing it was wrong to think of this total stranger touching me I try to close my mind to those thoughts and the strong yearning my body has to be touched by him. And still the moisture and warmth build within me showing the need to be explored by a man's hands once more.
Preoccupied by my desires that are wildly erupting inside me I almost didn't notice when I dropped my cell out of my black purse. Without a thought I jumped up and bent down to reach for the phone. Hearing him gasp from a spot very close behind me I get this sinking feeling my already short dress had hiked up much higher than I would ever of intended it to.
Embarrassed I quickly reach to pull the dress down in place but feel his large strong hand cover my left hand as I feel his right hand move softly along my inner thigh urging me to remain right where I was.
A brief silence as he just holds me there enjoying looking at my body. The curves of my bottom, hips and my slightly parted thighs right there practically in his face. Suddenly I feel this splendidly hot wet firmness moving lightly over my now partially swollen soft pink pussy lips just barely connecting with the outer part of my clit sending a hot exciting sensation through my body.
Uncertain if I should move or just be still as another moment of just silence is killing me but now I hear him shuffling a bit. He positions himself perfectly on his knees behind me then begins to gently flick his hot tongue over my clit once more, tracing my pussy lips and going even further than anyone has before.
Slowly licking lightly around places I had never imagined a tongue exploring before. Unable to hold it in any longer a low moan escapes from my mouth as I begin a light panting breathing pattern. He's continuing his adventure with his tongue driving me nearly over the edge when he slips first his index finger then both his index and his middle fingers slowly into my wet pussy.
