The Interview - Sex Stories

The Interview

... beat much harder and my dick got hard. I sat my briefcase on my lap to cover it up the best I could. Her high heel ended up near me, and I grew even more nervous seeing those sexy pedicured feet near me. Deep down I wanted to just grab it and rub it all over my throbbing dick until I shot huge loads of cum all over them. But I played it cool. Twenty minutes went past and we started talking about different things. Her high heels still sat near me as she got up and sat around the table directly in front of me with one heel on and the other off. “These heels hurt my feet,” she said taking the other off. My heart started to beat much faster because of that. “I notice the way you look at my legs,” she said. “You was probably looking at my feet too.” I was too scared to answer. If I did, I would probably not get the job. If I didn’t she would probably think the worst of me. I just chuckled and grew more timid. “Are you okay?” she asked. “Not really,” I said. “Just really nervous.” “Well don’t be,” she said. “I don’t bite.” What was happening? Was Erica as her name is about to fuck me? She move the briefcase and saw that I was really hard. “Wow,” she said. “You’re huge.” “I’m sorry,” I said. “Relax,” she said grabbing on it. “Like I said I don’t bite.” She unzipped my pants and pulled my dick out. She stared at it before going down on it. I grabbed onto my chair as hard as I could. She was so smooth with it. Down and up, down and up, down and up, running her tongue ...

... around the tip of my dick. “You taste so sweet,” she whispered. She got up and leaned back on the desk putting her soft nylon feet all over my dick. That was the best feeling I’ve ever felt. Feeling those soft and silky pantyhose just stroke my dick slowly. I started to gently moan as she got faster with it. “I want you in my ass,” she moaned gently. “What about the other offices?” I asked. “This is soundproof,” she said. I bent her over the table and pulled down her pantyhose. After that, I stuck it right in her soft round ass. Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth she went on my hard dick. I caressed her stocking legs as I went deeper in her ass. A half hour went past and we were switching to different positions and really getting into it. “I’m about to cum,” I moaned. She slid off the desk and onto her knees. I began to stroke my throbbing dick really hard. “Cum hard,” she whispered. Just like that, Splat! Splat! Splat! Splat! I came all over her face and her large boobs. She walked into her executive bathroom and came out with a towel. We wiped ourselves off and got dressed. “I want you to be my personal assistant,” she said. “Great pay, and benefits.” I grinned as I got all my stuff together. “When can I start?” I asked. “Tomorrow evening,” she said. “Six o’ clock.” We went back to being professional and I left the office. That was something I was going to be thinking about as I lay down and watch porn. “I should have recorded it,” I thought to myself.