Sister Monica's Job Interview - Sex Stories

Sister Monica's Job Interview

... "What is it?"said Monica, turning away from the story on Sultry Shawna the Stewardess she was reading. "I was going to ask if you would be able to stay a couple hours tonight..I ..um..I got a new assignment from my Publisher.."said Chris. "Of course I can! I'd love to in fact. I've never been with anyone creative before.."she smiled "Anything else?" "No, that's..that's it..um, okay, I'll see you then, then! ...And don't forget to take a lunch!" he said as he stumbled back into his office. Was it him or was this a Completely different person than the Virginal Farm girl that had left here yesterday? Shrugging it off, he went back to his desk to pour over reports about the stagnation of the use of non-electric mowers. About an hour before the end of the day, there was a knock at the door. "Come in!" said Chris. Monica opened the door and said, I'm going to take my lunch now..is that alright?" "Sure! See you in an hour!" said Chris. "Okay" replied Monica. As she left, Chris wondered if he was going crazy or was it that his secretary wasn't wearing a bra anymore.. It was 5:16 p.m. and Chris stretched and stood up and turned around to look out side the windows. On the Street below, he saw the hustle and bustle of Rush Hour in full swing as everyone tried to get home before dark. He had taken off his jacket and fixed himself a drink and returned to the window when he heard a soft sound behind. He turned and there next to the secret passageway was Monica. Or who he assumed was ...

... Monica. Gone was the conservative blouse and skirt that she had worn earlier that day. Instead she was wearing a whole new outfit that consisted of a short leather mini-skirt, black pumps instead of the white flats that she had had on earlier, black stockings with the words, written in red, FUCK ME and interspersed between the words were red penises, a white, sheer button-up, sleeve-less that was both tight and loose at the same time by being un-buttoned past the fourth button and showed massive amounts of her cleavage, stuck in the blouse, over her heart was a golden lapel pin, reminiscent of the one that she had worn for the interview, only this one wasn't a flower, it was a penis, ejaculating a stream of silver sperm, finally, she wore a black velvet choker that had written in silver sequins, SEX-RETARY. Her hair had been put up and her bangs had been swept back by a couple silver hair pins. "Shall we begin?" intoned Monica as she went to the right-most leather chair. Chris said "Alright" and sat behind his desk, all the while trying to hide the erection he quickly forming. As he sat down, he noticed that Monica had a pad of paper in her left hand and a No. 2 pencil behind her left ear. She sat down and crossed her legs, right over left and drew her right hand across to get the pencil, turning her head and exposing her neck with her eyes closed before slowly brining the pencil down and returning her seductive stare back fully to him. Chris took out the letter from his publisher ...