The Job Interview- Part II - Sex Stories

The Job Interview- Part II

... as Jim snapped a few more shots. He stepped around from behind the desk and sat on the front leading edge of the desk. “I tell you what,” Jim remarked, ‘Turn around and very slowly lower your jeans.” Jill did as she was instructed, wiggling her butt as she teasingly lowered her jeans, exposing a “barely there” hot pink g-string. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. I grabbed Jill’s ass and squeezed it. “Oh yeah!” I exclaimed, as I squeezed her firm butt. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. I could tell Jill was getting turned on. She turned around and smiled as Jim clicked away. She was in full model mode, smiling and teasing and posing, as Jim would tell her to “hold it.” Jim leaned against the front of the desk, and exhaled. “Pretty damn sexy,” he remarked. Jim looked at me and smiled. “I think it would be great,” he remarked, “If I could get a two-fer.” “I don’t know,” I replied, “I’ve had my interview. Maybe I should just wait in the waiting room.” To my surprise, Jill interrupted. “Oh come on Katy, it will be fun!” Jill and I had talked about a lot of things and kidded around, but I had never contemplated getting naked with her or in front of her. “Yeah, Katy,” Jim remarked, “You’ve got a great body. This may very well be the one thing our producers go nuts over.” I was hesitant, but Jill persisted. “Pleeeeeeeease,” Jill begged, drawing out the word in a way that only she could do, to get her way. She rubbed her boobs and smiled. Damn it. I hated to be a disappointment. I ...

... slipped off my button down white shirt, knowing full well where this was going to go. Jill brushed back her long brown hair over her shoulder and watched as I slid out of my brassiere. “You have great boobs!” Jill remarked. They weren’t quite as big as Jill’s boobs, but I felt like they were adequate. I unsnapped the leather side straps on my heels and slid them off. I stood up and shimmied out of my jeans. I sat back down on the couch and slipped my heels back on, re-fastening the side straps. I stood up and did a small turn as Jim clicked away with the camera. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Jill stood off to the side and smiled. “Damn sexy!” Jim remarked. I say down on the couch and playfully teased my breasts. My nipples were rock hard. “Hold on,” Jim interrupted. “Let me get some video.” Jill sat on the edge of the couch as Jim retrieved the video camera from the desk and set it up on a small tripod he positioned on the desk. “OK, ladies,” he replied. “Let’s show the producers how sexy and hot you are.” I looked at Jill and she looked at me. We both had our hands up, waiting for some directions. “Y’all can be innovative,” Jim responded. “Tell us what they would like to see,” Jill responded. “Masterbation,” Jim replied, “Pull that off convincingly and they’ll pay top dollar, I am sure.” I stuck my fingers into my panties and pretended to be in the throes of a wild orgasm. “No, no, no, no,” Jim responded, “too fake.” “Ok, Ok, Ok,” I replied, “Give me a few, these things ...