The Interview
The interview was going well.
The questions had all been handled very well. The interview panel had nodded in all the right places, all her right answers.
Apart from a few glances down to her extremely short skirt (Jo did feel like maybe her stocking tops were maybe just visible beneath the hemline of that skirt…) everything was just fine.
"So, all that leaves me to ask is… er, can we see those tits?” The interviewer calmly stated.
She was slightly taken aback. Did she hear that correctly?
“Yes. We need them out, most certainly.” said another panel member.
"Tits that size… oh yes…” added another.
The interview panel was made up of four men and one woman. The men were obviously in their sixties. The woman much younger. Thirty five to forty. And extremely attractive, and she too had a magnificent chest.
The woman stood and moved around the table to approach you.
"Lets see what we have in here…" she purred making a move for Jo’s top button.
Jo was dumb struck. One minute in a job interview, and within thirty seconds a very attractive brunette had slipped her hands inside her blouse, with four dirty old men looking on.
Soon she realised that she’d skilfully unbuttoned her entire blouse.
She then pulled Jo to your feet.
"Wow, they look great…” she whispered in Jo’s ear, her hands gently easing Jo’s tit out into the open.
The woman’s lips slowly decended to her exposed tit. Soon a crimson ring of lipstick surrounded her nipple.
Her hand reached to the back of Jo’s dark skirt, tugging at the zip.
Not wanting to be outdone Jo pulled her mouth close. Her hands slipped the blouse off her shoulder. Jo’s hands now search for the buttons on hers.
The interview panel making lewd suggestions. commenting on the size of Jo’s tits. How much Jo seemed to like it. Where they’d fuck her. Where they’d like to cum.
Jo realised the men are stood all around. All very close.
Jo felt the woman’s fingers tugging at her knickers. Very quickly they’re round herupper thighs, soon to join her bra, blouse and skirt on the floor. She was down to you stockings, suspender belt and stiletto shoes.
And the woman soon knelt between Jo’s legs, her soft mouth on gently caressing Jo’s now sopping wet cunt.
Jo also noticed one of the old men wrapping her knickers round his cock, slowly stroking himself off into the silky material.
The girl turns Jo round, making her kneel in the chair, arms across the back. Jo felt her soft tongue move up from her cunt and soon the warm soft probe is stabbing and flicking round her arsehole. She felt it push its way in.
Oh my.
What a feeling. Jo closed her eyes. Four dirty old men watching her getting a rimming from another woman. And she loved it so much she pushed her arse back onto the other woman’s face.
As she opened her eyes two cocks appear. Those dirty old bastards. She tried to get them in one at a time, taking turns, but then try both at once.
She felt hands cupping her tits, a woman’s tongue up your arse, and at last the men can resist no more.
The rest of the interview passes in much of a blur.
At one point Jo returned the compliment to the female interviewer whilst having some dirty old man fuck her up the arse.
She had three men rubbing their cocks in her face whilst she sat down on and rode the fourth.
She had two guys double fuck her arse, whilst sucking and licking the third.
She had one guy in each hole and two in her mouth.
She had a woman sit on her face whilst being fucked on the desk, the old men on each side holding her legs in the air…
After about twenty minutes Jo felt the throbbing cock up her arse beginning to send her over the edge.
And few lewd comments about Jo’s husband’s sloppy seconds did it. She began to tremble and then shake all over, a wild orgasm like she’d never had before.
The female interviewer gave you a long deep kiss.
As all four guys finished off in quick succession.
Her face, her tits and her knickers all get great wads of cum. Dripping from her nose and chin. A thick wad over both girls cheeks. Strings of it dangle from her tits and ears and from her hair.
As Jo got dressed the panel congratulate her.
She had the job. Passed with flying colours.
She could start on Monday.
And they’ll have a ‘welcome aboard’ drink for her at the end of the day...
The questions had all been handled very well. The interview panel had nodded in all the right places, all her right answers.
Apart from a few glances down to her extremely short skirt (Jo did feel like maybe her stocking tops were maybe just visible beneath the hemline of that skirt…) everything was just fine.
"So, all that leaves me to ask is… er, can we see those tits?” The interviewer calmly stated.
She was slightly taken aback. Did she hear that correctly?
“Yes. We need them out, most certainly.” said another panel member.
"Tits that size… oh yes…” added another.
The interview panel was made up of four men and one woman. The men were obviously in their sixties. The woman much younger. Thirty five to forty. And extremely attractive, and she too had a magnificent chest.
The woman stood and moved around the table to approach you.
"Lets see what we have in here…" she purred making a move for Jo’s top button.
Jo was dumb struck. One minute in a job interview, and within thirty seconds a very attractive brunette had slipped her hands inside her blouse, with four dirty old men looking on.
Soon she realised that she’d skilfully unbuttoned her entire blouse.
She then pulled Jo to your feet.
"Wow, they look great…” she whispered in Jo’s ear, her hands gently easing Jo’s tit out into the open.
The woman’s lips slowly decended to her exposed tit. Soon a crimson ring of lipstick surrounded her nipple.
Her hand reached to the back of Jo’s dark skirt, tugging at the zip.
Not wanting to be outdone Jo pulled her mouth close. Her hands slipped the blouse off her shoulder. Jo’s hands now search for the buttons on hers.
The interview panel making lewd suggestions. commenting on the size of Jo’s tits. How much Jo seemed to like it. Where they’d fuck her. Where they’d like to cum.
Jo realised the men are stood all around. All very close.
Jo felt the woman’s fingers tugging at her knickers. Very quickly they’re round herupper thighs, soon to join her bra, blouse and skirt on the floor. She was down to you stockings, suspender belt and stiletto shoes.
And the woman soon knelt between Jo’s legs, her soft mouth on gently caressing Jo’s now sopping wet cunt.
Jo also noticed one of the old men wrapping her knickers round his cock, slowly stroking himself off into the silky material.
The girl turns Jo round, making her kneel in the chair, arms across the back. Jo felt her soft tongue move up from her cunt and soon the warm soft probe is stabbing and flicking round her arsehole. She felt it push its way in.
Oh my.
What a feeling. Jo closed her eyes. Four dirty old men watching her getting a rimming from another woman. And she loved it so much she pushed her arse back onto the other woman’s face.
As she opened her eyes two cocks appear. Those dirty old bastards. She tried to get them in one at a time, taking turns, but then try both at once.
She felt hands cupping her tits, a woman’s tongue up your arse, and at last the men can resist no more.
The rest of the interview passes in much of a blur.
At one point Jo returned the compliment to the female interviewer whilst having some dirty old man fuck her up the arse.
She had three men rubbing their cocks in her face whilst she sat down on and rode the fourth.
She had two guys double fuck her arse, whilst sucking and licking the third.
She had one guy in each hole and two in her mouth.
She had a woman sit on her face whilst being fucked on the desk, the old men on each side holding her legs in the air…
After about twenty minutes Jo felt the throbbing cock up her arse beginning to send her over the edge.
And few lewd comments about Jo’s husband’s sloppy seconds did it. She began to tremble and then shake all over, a wild orgasm like she’d never had before.
The female interviewer gave you a long deep kiss.
As all four guys finished off in quick succession.
Her face, her tits and her knickers all get great wads of cum. Dripping from her nose and chin. A thick wad over both girls cheeks. Strings of it dangle from her tits and ears and from her hair.
As Jo got dressed the panel congratulate her.
She had the job. Passed with flying colours.
She could start on Monday.
And they’ll have a ‘welcome aboard’ drink for her at the end of the day...
9年前
