Interview with Tina - Sex Stories

Interview with Tina

“I understand you are interested in the position I am offering. Are you available to meet with me over lunch?” read the text on my phone. The number belonged to Tina Yu, with whom I had enjoyed an intimate relationship for a couple years. I was not sure yet what little role-play she was cooking up, but I knew it would be a good one. “I am quite interested. Where would you like to meet?” I responded. “1800 West College Lane. Buzz unit 1103 when you arrive. I am quite eager to review your qualifications,” Tina replied. This interview fantasy sounded like a lot of fun. With my wife away on her umpteenth business trip of the year, I had the means, motive, and opportunity to spend time with Tina. My lover and I had met at a business seminar and hit it off over lunch. That meeting led to some more lunches which, in turn, had led to trips to a motel. Like me, Tina was a very libidinous person in a marriage that didn’t satisfy that libido. The address Tina had given me was a condominium that had become our love nest for the past few months. A good friend of hers had left the country on a sabbatical from her university teaching job and left Tina in charge of her place. It provided a cozy, private spot for us to meet. We had even spent the occasional night together there when both spouses were away. The drive to the condo was not a long one from my office, but it seemed long to me. It had been nearly three weeks since our last encounter. My cock was half-hard and twitching in my pants ...

... all the way. Every red light and slowdown in traffic had me on edge. I finally reached the door of unit 1103 and raised my fist to knock. Then I noticed that it was slightly ajar. Smiling, I eased it open and peered in. There was no sign of Tina, so I slipped in and shut it tight behind me, sliding the chain into place to secure it. I kicked off my shoes and slipped off my jacket, then walked into the large, beautifully furnished living room. My eyes fell on the couch where Tina and I often made out. We had even made love on it occasionally until an accident left her scrambling to remove a stain. “Looking for me?” Tina said in soft, sultry voice as she peeked out the door to the bedroom. Her narrow brown eyes sparkled as she looked me over. Below, her lips were full and red, inviting kisses and more. “Perhaps,” I answered, “Are you Ms. Yu?” “I am. How may I help you?” “I applied for your position. You were seeking a gentleman with certain skills. I am intrigued by the opportunity.” “Ah, yes. You are here for the interview.” “I am. You said you would need me to demonstrate my proficiencies in this area.” The scenario was a new one, though role-play often figured into our lunch hour games. “I do. You are ready?” “I am.” Tina walked out of the bedroom. I let my eyes feast on the lovely sight. She wore a long, sheer black robe with only a black thong beneath. Her body was veiled, but far from completely hidden by the garment. My lover was a small, dark woman of Chinese ancestry. ...