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The Interview
Date: 3/19/2016, Categories: Anal Fetish, Group Sex Author: spoogedawg
... friendly and sexy. She wore glasses, but they didn't take away from her luscious, bright blue eyes. I saw that she wore a name tag; her name was Stephanie. "Hi there," she said. "Can I help you with anything?" Her voice was deep and husky, incredibly sexy. She couldn't keep herself from smirking knowingly as she glanced back at Phil's office. She winked at me. I smiled back, flirting as best I could in my just-fucked state. "I'm looking for studio 12. Phil said you would be ... helpful." "I try to be helpful," she laughed lightly. "Studio 12? I'd be glad to take you there." "That'd be great." "Follow me - what was your name?" "Tanya Marimont." "Tanya." She shook my hand; her fingers were long and strong. "We're very friendly here at Beauty. Call me Stephanie." She walked toward the door, she held it open for me politely. Then I followed down the corridor; I couldn't take my eyes off her gorgeous legs and ass. Stephanie really was quite incredible; she was turning me on just by being so friendly. And I don't doubt that she knew what went on in Phil's office! "So how'd the interview?" she asked as we walked. "Uh - oh, it went great!" "Did you get it?" Stephanie asked. I blushed red, but I was only embarrassed because she turned me on so much. "I guess so," she went on, "if you're going to the studio." "It's just another test roll," I said. "I'm ...
... not sure if I've got the layouts yet." Stephanie smiled. "But I guess you put in your time ... I take it Phil liked your looks?" I nodded, fixing my eyes on hers. "He sure did." We reached the elevator and got in. The doors closed; we were alone in the tiny room. "I'm sure you'll do fine," said Stephanie. She looked deep into my eyes; I was stunned by how sexy she was. "You're gorgeous. There's no way they'd let a model like you get away." "That's nice to hear," I said. "You meeting with Rich tomorrow?" "Uh - huh!" I couldn't take my eyes off of hers. "I'm sure that'll help you along nicely." Stephanie reached out and touched my shoulder, stroking it reassuringly. "I'm sure I'll be seeing a lot of you at the magazine!" I was leaning toward her almost without knowing it! Phil sure had great taste in secretaries. I wished I could have Stephanie at my beck and call! I had to fight myself to keep from moving forward and kissing her right then and there! "I hope so," I said breathily. The elevator stopped; Stephanie patted my shoulder and turned. I followed her into the hall, still watching those delicious legs. "Here we are," she said, opening a door that read " 12." "We're doing all these special issues, so it looks like it's being used. But they're probably just finishing up." I nodded. She went in with me; I looked around. It was a big studio; there was a session going on ...