I Love My Job 3

This is my first submission. It is a bit long, but I think it is worth it. Please let me know what you think. I have other ideas for this scenario and quite a few others. Thank you!

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Today was going to be the day! I had carefully reviewed all of the candidates that had successfully gotten through the first interview process and had narrowed it down to three. All three second interview candidates were similar in background and education, but one stood out for what I was looking for. Let me explain.

I am a Senior Exec for a Defense Department Contractor and as a result I have a very high national security clearance. My administrative assistant must be someone that understands the concept of "classified" information and can follow direction—without question. My prior Admin was dynamite, but was inherited and not what I would have chosen. I would rectify this now that she had gotten a promotion.

I plodded through the first two cursory interviews before getting to the one I really wanted—Ashley Taylor. During the first interview process the candidates are screened thoroughly and the interviews are video recorded. Those selected to move on have photos taken and they are attached to their resumes, we also do a background and credit check.

Ashley was a stunning blonde, very tall (about 5'11 or so) but petite around 125 lbs or so with bright blue eyes and voluptuous lips from what I could make out on the video. She was single and 26 years old, with one child. The child aspect was important; I wanted someone that had something to lose. But, the kicker was her credit report. She had a large mortgage and a lot of credit card debt. Ashley needed this job, desperately!

Ashley arrived for our 4:00 pm interview at 3:40 and I was notified by the temp that a Ms. Taylor was here. Good, she was early—she wanted to make a good impression. I let her wait until about 4:15 pm before I asked the temp to show her in. I wanted to make sure everything in the office was ready! My top floor corner office is large with my desk by the windows, two leather chairs, a leather sofa and other amenities you would find in a Senior Exec's office. My office is down an isolated hall from the other offices and is very refreshingly remote.

I buzzed the door as I saw them approach on my hall monitoring screen so that they could enter my office. The temp let Ms. Taylor in and then closed the door as she left. The door locks automatically and I saw Ashley's expression change as she heard the door lock click. I immediately went to her and welcomed her and asked her to join me in one of the leather chairs in front of my desk.

Ashley was even more stunning in person! She was just a hair shorter than my 6'2" frame with her heels on with beautiful long legs that seemed to go on for miles. She was wearing a professional looking white silk blouse with just a hint of cleavage and a mid-thigh pleated navy skirt and hose. For someone with her light weight she had very nice sized breasts, I would guess about 36-38C or thereabouts. I asked if she wanted a drink and she declined, I could tell she was nervous as her handshake gave a small hint of perspiration.

I began by asking her about herself and why she wanted to come and work for us. What sets her apart from my other candidates, etc. the regular B.S. questions. She gave all of the right responses and I pressed her for more details, I wanted to keep her on the edge, I wanted her to think of how badly she needed this job. After about 40 minutes or so of questions (all of the office staff would be leaving about now) I began to make my move.

Ashley was beginning to look a little worried that this was not going the way she hoped; maybe she would not get this job that she needed so much. I moved in for the kill:

Ms. Taylor, do you understand security clearances? Do you understand the repercussions for compromising these clearances?

Yes sir, I do.

Ms. Taylor, I need someone who I can trust exclusively with anything or anyone. Do you understand this?

Yes sir, I do.

Ms. Taylor, I have read your background checks, I know of your debts, your mortgage these things concern me. How do I know I can trust you absolutely?

Sir, I am very trustworthy, you have seen my resume, and I am sure you have read my letters of referral.

Yes, yes I have seen all of that. I have read all of that—it means nothing to me. I want to know if I can trust you, that you will do what I say without question and that you will not compromise this office—ever!! (She was getting really worried now that she was blowing this interview)

Sir, I am honest. I know I am a bit behind on my bills, but I am honest and I can be trusted. I will keep your trust no matter what!

Prove it! I want you to take off your blouse. (She had a look of utter shock on her face)

Sir, you want me to....what?

I knew it! I knew you couldn't be trusted, I knew you would not follow direction without questioning me! I need absolute trust, absolute follow through! We are done Ms. Taylor! (I was really pouring it on!)

Sir, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to question you. I can follow through, I can take direction! (She was beginning to well up tears)

Ms. Taylor, if that is true, why are you still wearing your blouse? (With tears slowly running down her cheeks Ashley stood and began unbuttoning her silk blouse. The lace of her white bra began to show and for the first time since this interview began, my cock began to take notice. She slowly finished unbuttoning her blouse and placed it on the chair next to her. She sat down with her arms crossing her chest).

Ms. Taylor, please place your hands in your lap. They are obstructing my view. (She did as instructed and for the first time I got a good look at what was hiding under that silk blouse. I was not disappointed; she was wearing a white silk and lace push up bra that covered only bottom half of her breasts. Her cleavage was having an effect on me. I asked her a few more B.S. questions and then told moved on to the next stage).

Ms. Taylor remove your skirt, shoes and hose! (She once again gave me a look of shock—but this time reacted quickly. She immediately stood and unzipped her skirt letting it fall to the floor. I could make out delicate silk and lace panties matching her bra under the hose. She then removed her heels and then slowly with a bit of effort removed her panty hose. Her legs were unquestionably the most fantastic I had ever seen. Toned, tanned, long and beautiful! She put these items on the chair next to her along with her blouse. The tears were now coming steadily, but she made no discernible noise).

Ms. Taylor, I believe you are beginning to impress me. Maybe you do know how to follow direction. We shall see! Take off the bra; I want to see your tits!! (I think she thought the worst was over, she thought wrong!)

Sir...I ...

Ms. Taylor, you are tap dancing on my last nerve. You know I have other candidates, others maybe even more qualified. Your bills are not going to pay themselves. Your child is not going to buy its own food. (With that she stood and slowly reached behind her and began unhooking her bra, my cock was now at full attention and was aching to be released. She took the straps off her shoulders and slowly revealed the most succulent set of tits I have ever seen! The nipples were a gorgeous pink and stood out like small erasers—I could not wait!)

Ms. Taylor, shake your titties for me, squeeze them, pull on your nipples! (She was horrified by this and reluctantly began shaking them, but only a little).

Damn it Ms. Taylor, I said shake those fucking tits! (At this she turned bright red with embarrassment and began audibly crying, but she also began to shake her tits.)

Squeeze them for me, pull on your nipples! (She began fondling her tits, pulling on her nipples—they were standing up at full attention! Damn what a set!)

Enough! Show me your ass and your pussy, and now! (She hesitated only a moment before sliding her panties down her legs. She kicked them off and put them on the other chair. No hair!! A perfectly shaved pussy! As she stood back up she kept her legs close together denying me the view of her slit that I so desperately wanted) Turn around, show me your ass! (As she slowly turned the most perfect ass I had ever seen came into view-I had to feel it and I had to have it! She stopped, facing away from me and I could tell she was still crying.)

Bend over and touch your toes! (She was now long past even thinking; she just did what I told her. As she bent over her pussy lips came slightly into view)

Hold that position bitch! (I got up from my desk adjusting the tent in my pants and walked over behind her. I slowly put my hands on her ass she trembled with the touch. I began fondling, kneading her ass in my hands. My God, it was incredible.)

You like me squeezing your ass don't you Ashley? (No response, so I squeezed harder)

You like me squeezing your ass don't you bitch? (With that I spanked her hard once on her ass)

Yes....sir (she said in between sobs)

Go sit on the sofa. Spread your legs really wide so I can get a good look at that pussy of yours slut. Move it! (I spanked her ass even harder and she quickly moved over to the leather sofa and sat down with her legs apart. But not wide enough for me, I walked over and spread her legs as wide as I could)

When I say spread your legs cunt, that is what I mean. Got it? (Her crying was now almost out of control)

Ye..Ye..Yes ssir. (Her pussy was glorious, with long labia lips that were just made for sucking. There was a hint of wetness, I wanted more!)

Finger your pussy whore, I want to see you play with yourself. (She moved her left hand down to her snatch and began lightly brushing her pussy lips and clit. She did this lightly back and forth for a few seconds and then moved her fingers to her mouth wetting them. She inserted two fingers in her cunt and began slowly moving them in and out).

Feel your tits, finger your pussy. Give me a show you slut! (She began rubbing her tits with her right hand while fingering her cunt with her left. She jammed in a third finger and her pussy was now making a sloshing sound as she finger fucked herself. She had stopped crying and was now working her cunt at a more rapid pace. I could not believe the show this hot bitch was giving me, holy shit! She took her hand from her tits and began rubbing her clit in a circular motion while continuing the finger assault on her pussy. Juices began running down her thighs and her cries were now turning to moans. This bitch was really getting off on this)!

Make yourself cum bitch; I want to hear you cum. (She really picked up the pace and was now rapidly finger fucking herself, 3 fingers all the way in. She was working overtime on her clit, cunt juices leaking obscenely from her throbbing pink pussy. She began to shake and with a final unleashing of finger fury brought herself off. She was making uncontrollable loud noises when to my astonishment she ejaculated a big gush of pussy juice all over my carpeted floor and my pants and shoes. I never seen anything like it, I almost came in my pants)!

That was unfucking believable you filthy slut, unfucking believable! (I gave her about a minute to get her bearings again, that was the most intense orgasm I had ever seen)

Bitch you got pussy juice all over my slacks. Crawl over her and lick this shit off my pants before it stains!

I..I..I'm so sorry sir! I have never done that before! It felt incredible.

I don't give a shit about how it felt, get your ass over here and lick this shit off my pants. Now!!

Yes sir. (She looked so fucking hot as with her wet cunt dripping as she crawled over to me and began licking, yes licking her juices off of my shoes taking them off and then began licking my pants. As she made her way up my pants I began loosening my belt and unzipping my pants.)

Get up on your knees and take out my cock! Suck it like the whore I know you are! (She did exactly as she was told and pulled my now rock hard cock out of my pants and put her voluptuous pouty lips around its thick shaft while pulling down my pants and boxers.)

Oh shit, that's it you fucking slut. Suck that cock, take it all! (I stepped out of my pants and boxers as I admired her beautiful lips going up and down on my engorged cock. I pulled her head closer to get all of my cock in her mouth. She gagged but I didn't let go and she got all 9 inches in her mouth. I let this continue for a few moments before uttering her next command.)

Bitch get down there and lick and suck my balls! Don't stop until I tell you. (My cock came out with a "pop" and she moved down to my balls replacing her mouth with a hand going up and down the shaft of my cock. She licked my balls hungrily like a long awaited prize. She took each one into her mouth and began sucking them desperately trying to draw the cum out of them. Pre-cum was now freely flowing out of the head of my cock and all over her hand that was still stroking it. It wouldn't be long now and I knew it).

Get your mouth back on my cock! Suck it until my balls are dry. That's it whore, suck that cock. You know you love that big, fat dick in your mouth. Suck it. (She was really working her mouth and tongue all over my cock, she was squeezing my balls with her hand and with her other hand she reached behind me and stuck her index finger in my ass. That was all I could take, her finger put me over the edge.)

I'm cumming, I'm cumming! Don't take your mouth off my cock. Take all my cum, swallow it all. (She continued to suck on me, squeeze my balls and finger fuck my ass. I began shooting wad after sticky wad of cum into her mouth and down her throat; my balls were so full that it just never seemed to end. I was in pure ecstasy! I had never cum so much or so hard, the sperm began leaking out of the corners of her mouth and it just kept coming. She could finally take no more and my cock slipped out of her mouth and I shot the remaining wad on her tits. I was spent).

Clean off my cock slut, make sure you suck all of the cum out of my cock. When you're done clean all of the cum off of your tits. (She lovingly sucked on my cock until it went soft and she made sure that every drop of cum made it into her mouth and was swallowed. As much as I wanted this to continue, I was spent. What a fucking piece of ass. She finished up and looked eagerly at me for her next orders.)

Ashley, clean up, go home and get some rest. Tomorrow work starts at 8:00 am dress appropriately and be ready for a long, hard shift. We have a lot of territory to cover and I aim to see it and do it all!

Thank you sir, I will make sure you are up to the task! (She stood up, I slapped her on the ass as she finished cleaning up. She got dressed, smiled and strode with confidence as she headed for the door).

Sir, I will be here at 7:30 if you want to get an early start! (And with that she headed out the door, giving me one last smile and one last shot of that incredible ass)

Man, I love my job!!