Lilly and Angela are now alone, observing each other. Heavy breathing can be heard from both of them as the Face to Face meeting continues. This is not a typical interview, if Lilly desires it, a job is waiting for her at the hotel. It is rather an opportunity for Lilly to showcase her potential, which she has definitely done so far. And an opportunity for Angela to find the area of the business where Lilly might excel. Angela knows exactly where she wants to put Lilly, or at least a large part of Lilly.
As your narrator here, I think it's important for me to expand a little more on planet Beta at this point. To fill you in on some areas that may explain the current situation.
I've mentioned before that money is not an issue for anyone on planet Beta. People don't need to work to gain an income. Goods and services are distributed evenly when required or requested.
To enable this to happen in an equal and fair way, all jobs were automated. The logic was sound and the technology was there to do it, so they did it. A surge of robotics, automation, AI, and engineering occurred across the planet to collectively enhance capability and automate everything. Physical and digital robots performed tasks as simple as washing dishes to open heart surgery. From cleaning streets to building suspension bridges. From harvesting crops through delivering goods, through making dishes, to serving dishes. It was a true feat of engineering and vision.
However, over a surprisingly short period of time, the population missed a purpose in life. They missed a routine. Getting everything for nothing meant nothing. They harbored a desire to mean something; They wanted to make a difference. Additionally, no matter how good the AI was, it couldn't give that little extra bit of inspiration, that loving touch, that design flare that a human mind could bring. The AI and the robots were therefore given a new focus. Automation became focused on jobs people didn't want to do, and people started picking up jobs for themselves again.
Don't get me wrong, some people still purely live for pleasure and choose not to work. But given that you can select the job you want to do (based on your capability); ask a robot to do any part of it you do not want to do; that you can move between jobs whenever you want; and that any given situation will usually lead to sexual gratification for you or someone else, working is just a great way to meet new people and interact with them, alongside having a reason to get up in the morning. Work became Pleasure.
A kind of social contract was formed that culturally developed as the norm. Those not working are not discriminated against, it is their choice. They are usually men who have recently come of age. Their hormones see freedom from work as a freedom in life. By their mid-twenties, they are usually bored and join the rest of society in some kind of work and become happier through doing so.
Lilly has known that she wanted to work in a hotel for a while - she loves the energy, the diversity, and the glamour. And the Imperial Hotel is the crème de la crème. It attracts people the world over.
And that is the reason that Lilly is here today. A little nervous to start with - even if you know a job is yours, you still want to make a good impression and you want to show the right potential. She has relaxed since feeling she did well with Mr Brown and is looking expectantly at Angela Harmison.
Angela breaks the silence, cutting the tension.
"Thank you, Lilly, that was most satisfactory. I particularly liked the way you didn't make fun of my husband..." She says the word 'husband', realizes the subterfuge is over and immediately wishes she could take it back but has no choice but to push on.
Lilly raises an eyebrow. "Interesting." she thinks. "What do I do with this new information".
"...mmm... for the size of his penis and his shy nature," Angela continues. "The way you focused on turning him on in other ways and didn't concentrate on his manhood was very good. He obviously enjoyed himself, learned some things about himself and went away very happy. Just the way we want all of our customers to feel."
"Did it turn you on?" Lilly asks directly. "Seeing me fuck your husband."
Angela's heart skips a beat. There is a noticeable pause before her response. She tries to stay composed. "Yes it did, but in these circumstances I don't think that is an appropriate question."
"Prove it."
"I'm sorry."
"Prove that it turned you on. It's an entirely appropriate question. Let's see how well I performed fucking your husband. A husband you brought in here for me to fuck. To do your job for you."
The Face 2 Face is taking an unexpected turn for Angela. She is confused about how to respond. She should take back control. But part of her doesn't want to.
Lilly is taking a gamble here but she thinks that prim and proper Angela wants to be used. She thinks that she can show her dominant side and enhance her role in the hotel. If she can 'own' Angela then things will progress quickly. She sees the confusion in Angela's face.
"How would I do that?" Angela asks hesitantly.
"Show me how hard your nipples are. Prove to me how much you are turned on. Show me how well I did."
Angela removes her suit jacket and starts unbuttoning her blouse. She doesn't know why. She is the manager here. She is in control of the Face 2 Face. She should be asking questions and leading the conversation. But she can't not do what Lilly is asking her to do.
Lilly watches Angela's hands.
"That's right, nice and slow. Enjoy the sensation of exposing yourself to me." Lilly stands. Her cock is now level with Angela's face but frustratingly for Angela there is a desk between them.
Lilly is all in with this gamble now, no going back, but it appears to be working.
Angela undoes each button and slowly removes her shirt. Her breasts are clamped into a bright white vest which seems to have heavy support within it. It doesn't have any straps though, it's like a corset for the breasts. "Does she want to be a man? Is she really that serious about her role that she denies her female sexuality at work?" Lilly muses, pacing from side to side, never taking her gaze from Angela.
"Now, show me how turned on you are Angela. Show me those hard nipples. Show me how much you enjoyed your husband being fucked by my cock. This cock." She stops pacing, turns to Angela, puts a hand under her cock and quickly raises it up towards Angela's face. "This cock." She repeats. Angela instinctively flinches as it comes towards her.
"Oh, are you scared off this cock? My huge cock. Are you scared of what it might do to you? Scared that if I do the same to you that I did to your husband that it will stretch you, split you? Well, Angela, let me tell you something."
Lilly leans forward over the desk, pushing her cock further towards Angela and at the same time her breasts come down too. Her arse sticks out, her strong legs keeping herself arched forwards needing no support. She looks directly into Angela's eyes.
"It will hurt, Angela. But it will also feel very, very good." She pauses. Smiles. "But do you deserve it? Will I do those things to you?"
Lilly lets her cock drop from her hand, raises herself up to her full height and spreads her legs a little to appear more stern. She crosses her arms under the bottom of her breasts, sending them upwards and more pert and firm - as if that was possible.
Angela's hands have stopped moving, her mouth has dropped open. "What are you waiting for Angela? I want to see those nipples."
Angela blinks out of her trance. She reaches around her back to unclasp the five rings on the back of her vest, starting at the bottom and working her way up. Upon unclasping the third ring Lilly sees that the front of the vest is now straining to stay on. It has moved up vertically pointing forwards with some material still covering Angela's dignity, but it is obvious that Angela is hiding an impressive pair of tits underneath. "Interesting," Lilly thinks again. "This couple is interesting".
As Angela reaches the next ring and unhooks it, the last ring on the vest cannot take the pressure, it pops off and the vest flies forward. Her huge breasts explode outward. They are as large as Lilly's. Maybe a little larger than Lilly's are right now. They have been wrapped up in the vest so tightly that it must have been very uncomfortable for Angela. Especially when turned on, it must have been excruciating. The nipples are solid brown flesh. They shine through stretching the skin so tight. Angela exhales deeply and her breasts bounce upwards. She flushes red.
Lilly is taken aback, it was quite unexpected, but she quickly gains her composure.
"Show me how hard those nipples are. Show me how tender they feel. Lick them. "
Angela doesn't think twice. Doesn't consider that she is in a Face to Face. That she is sitting behind the desk in a pair of suit trousers, and black pumps, with her breasts exposed. Her pussy already oozing her juices. She just grabs under her left breast and brings her nipple up to her mouth. Her breasts are so large that they reach her mouth easily, but so pert that she struggles to get her tongue to her nipple. She stretches her tongue as far as it will go, saliva dribbling down it and flicks at her nipple. She winces slightly as her nipples hurt from being constrained but also from being so turned on.
"Now the other nipple," Lilly demands.
