If this interests you, we have terrific benefits...best in the business. Full dental, health, 401K...the works. We start everyone off with 3 weeks PTO, you'll have floating holidays on top of that and his Personal Assistants enjoy working under him, usually getting to cum," Jennifer said, "And we can start you off with a salary of..."
"Wait," Laura interjected, "Not to interrupt but perhaps I was daydreaming, you said floating holidays...and...?"
"Yes, and 3 Weeks PTO. PTO is for Paid Time Off," Jennifer answered.
Laura shook her head, "After that...'usually cum'...Cum as in orgasm?" she blushed.
"Sure. What did you think it meant?" Jennifer asked as if this were a standard perq of employment.
"Cum how...why? I'm confused. I've never heard that being touted as a perk," she said softly. Had she not read the entire job listing?
The 65-year-old woman inwardly smiled. They'd been interviewing candidates for the horniest but most skilled CEO around. The man turned three companies around, and not just made them profitable but made their stocks go through the roof. He had a magic touch...but...there's always a but. Willy Granville was a horndog, requiring sex regularly. At first, the company looked the other way but after 7...count them, 7 Executive Assistants left they decided to advertise instead for a Personal Assistant. They'd interviewed 40 women so far, most of whom balked at the requirement of having sex with the man. They thought the pay would attract many, married or not, but all had solid résumés as EAs. All must have had to deal with various levels of sexual harassment and being told their bodies were part of the package...
Jennifer nodded, "We're looking for a Personal Assistant for the CEO...and we mean Personal with a capital P. He's a man under a lot of stress and his outlet is, sex...fucking. He needs...you get it. That's why your usual EA gets around $90k. I was about to mention salary, this position will start you out at $150k," Jennifer said.
Laura shook her head, "I'm married..."
"Which is fine with us," she looked at her partner, "Jon, you're married. Would it bother you if your wife's job entailed comprehensive stress relief?"
The balding 50-year-old man with the dad-bod shook his head, "Now that you mention it. I've no clue what she does at work. She brings home a paycheck... I've never asked for details as to what she does all day...Marge has never asked me."
Laura looked at the two, her head swimming. They needed the money. Her idiot husband swore the Patriots would win the division as Belichick would come through. Bob placed a $50k bet without even consulting her. He told her it was a great risk as they were 16-1. He anticipated surprising her with a huge check. Had he won, he'd have made $800,000. He lost. "Um, can I see a picture of him?" she asked.
Jennifer smiled. This was her favorite candidate so far. Redheads are rare and Willy loves redheads. On top of that, she's fucking hot. She opened a folder and slid it over.
Laura looked at the man in his three-piece suit strangely considering him as a lover rather than someone she'd invest her money with. "I remember him," she said softly. He wasn't bad-looking, perhaps 55...60? She'd seen him on the covers of magazines but never appraised him as a man. He had a great head of hair and hadn't let himself go. He looked to be tall and tanned. She slid it back, "I'm not going to say no, but this isn't something I'd keep from my husband."
Jennifer stood, "Open-minded. You should talk to your husband. Is something you think you could do?" she asked.
Laura nodded, her head swimming. Could she? If Bob has no problem with it, why should she? "I guess...if it's just that he needs relief periodically. But...I mean, it's just him, right? Not, 'go take care of this client.'"
Jennifer shook her head, "just him. It's a strange thing, I know, but he requires...certain needs fulfilled. So you're in?"
Laura nodded, "I guess. I won't say no right now."
Jennifer smiled warmly, "I'm glad. Let's get through a few more formalities. Jon, you have the camera?"
Laura looked confused. She'd been on job interviews, and been hired as an EA to a high-level executive but never had her picture taken before her badge was issued. Laura Banks was 30, got her master's in Sociology at Penn State and after failing to find a job at a school she found one in HR. She was asked to stand in as an EA to the CFO of a corporation which became permanent. Then he was indicted for embezzlement and she was on the street. She was fully cleared and was as shocked as everyone else was. She stood up but looked uncertain.
"OK. Stand against the wall here," Jon pointed to a blank wall. "Take off your clothes, we'll get 4 shots."
"What? Wait, I'm not taking my clothes off," she sputtered.
Jennifer groaned, "Not a good start. Laura," she said as if talking to a first grader, "You'll be getting naked with the CEO of this company. That will be in his office, in hotel rooms...hell, probably on the company jet. He needs to see who's going to be relieving his stress. He hates tattoos, hates shaved pussies. He'll be signing off on your hire. You want this job or not?" she asked.
Laura nodded resignedly...this has to be the weirdest job interview ever...then she thought back to her job at the stripper bar. She went over to the wall and pulled up on the hem of her dress. She almost laughed as she recalled trying on a half-dozen dresses so she looked her best...but her best was what she looked like naked. She tossed her dress onto a chair just as Jon turned on a pair of lights with silver umbrellas. She undid her bra and then slipped off her panties. She started to cover her boobs and pussy but then just put her hands to her sides.
Jennifer came over and felt her breasts. She smiled at Jon, "Real, huge and real. Willy'll be thrilled." Then she ran her fingers through the redhead's bush and between her legs. "Nice. Needs trimming. You'll have to wax here," she stroked her labia, "And here," she said as she ran her middle finger across her perineum and onto the anus. "But other than that, you're flawless."
When Jennifer stepped away, Jon positioned the naked woman and had her pose facing him, to her left, then facing the wall with her arms above her head, and lastly to her right. "Nice. You're beautiful, you know that?" he asked. "Face the wall, bend over and spread your ass cheeks...very nice. Willy will be thrilled to get access to those sweet holes of yours. OK, that should do it."
Laura blushed and then reached for her panties but Laura stopped her. "Just one more thing and then we'll let you go home and talk to your husband."
Laura paused but then saw Jon's pants were around his knees. "You want me to..."
"It's standard. You understand that we need to tell our boss we did a thorough vetting. First, suck Jon's cock...you know...to see how willing, how skilled you are. It's one thing to agree to have sex with a man, but we need to see enthusiasm. Then Jon will verify your pussy. How tight, how wet you get...you know," Jennifer smiled. 'Wait until Ted sees these photos,' she thought, 'he might actually get it up twice,' she thought of her husband who was planted in front of the TV every night.
Laura's feet moved on their own and she dropped to her knees. She gripped the short but wide cock and licked the underside. He had twin tiny balls, nothing like her husband's. Then knowing this was part of the interview, she opened up her mouth and took all of him in. She could never take all of Bob's but Jon's cock was not as long...just fat. She pressed her lips against his pubes and then pulled back. She started sucking and bobbing while stroking his balls. Maybe if he came in her mouth he wouldn't want...or not be able to fuck her.
Jon nodded at Jennifer, He wanted to say this redhead was better than her, but instead, he stepped back and smiled, "You're good, really good. I like how you use your tongue. Now, bend over the desk. Are you on the pill? I'd like to cum inside you for the total experience, but otherwise, I can cum in your mouth."
Laura nodded and bent over. "I'm on the pill. You can cum inside me...I mean, if you have no diseases or anything..." she sighed. When he shoved his cock inside her, she let out a soft groan.
"I'm clean...only been with my wife for years," he lied. She felt great, tight, much tighter than the wife...tighter than Jennifer. He should have felt bad he lied but he and Jennifer had been fucking daily. Jon looked at his co-worker, "Willy'll love this pussy. She's tight, almost like a virgin..and wow! She's really wet. She's going to be perfect." He patted the woman on the ass. "Lie on the desk on your back. I want to feel those tits. This is important. We need to see how compliant you are. We can't have you report for work and act reluctant."
Laura groaned as the man's fat cock slid out. 12 years after losing her virginity to her husband she was letting another man fuck her. She should be ashamed, should be trying to feel nothing but even with his smaller cock, she was getting aroused. She lay on her back, putting her feet on the edge on either side while opening her pussy wider than she'd ever done with Bob, on a desk which they'd never done. This was wrong, getting fucked not just by a stranger but in a place she and her husband never tried.
Jennifer came over and massaged the woman's breasts. "These are great," she sighed as she thumbed the woman's hard nipples. As Jon drove his cock into the woman's pussy, she pulled on those hard pale nips causing the redhead to put her head back pressing against the front of her dress. She pulled a bit harder hearing more pleasurable gasps. Then, as Jon nodded at Laura's head pressing against her pussy she lifted her hem and pulled her panties to the side.
Laura was feeling that wonderful tickling inside her, the tingling she rarely felt, and then opened her eyes and saw the brunette's hairy crotch open in front of her. Instinctively she put out her tongue and tasted her first pussy. It wasn't a bad taste though the hair tickled her nose. She knew what to do and flicked her tongue between her fleshy folds and against her clit.
Jennifer put a foot on the desk allowing the woman to probe deeply inside her while watching Jon's fat cock slam hard into the red-furred twat. "Damn! I hope her husband says yes. Willy might give us a bonus," she panted. Initially, Jennifer wanted the woman to lick her just to see how far she'd go but now she wanted to cum on her face. She crawled onto the desk and squatted over the redhead's mouth.
Laura was feeling an orgasm coming on...an intense one if the rapid build-up was any indication. Her nipples were on fire, Jon's cock was scraping her clit, and the arousing scent of pussy filled her nostrils.
Jennifer grinned as she felt the woman scream in pleasure into her pussy. Then she saw Jon stiffen and drive his cock as deeply as he could inside that red fur-trimmed pussy and cum inside her. Then as if knowing what to do, Laura's tongue attacked her clit and she leaned forward so her erect nub was centered over her mouth.