I had never had a interview like it. When I was told I have interview the letter came with instructions, not the normal turn up on time but what to wear and how to wear it. It was only a pa job for a local business man.
I was told to turn up with a white blouse, black pencil skirt and stiletto heels. I read further…”it would be appreciated if your bra was visible through your blouse. Stockings only”. At this point I was almost ready to give up on the interview but decided that I needed this job. I was fresh out of college and needed experiences. I went to my underwear carefully picking out a lace, half cup bra and matching thong. I felt sexier wearing a matching set. I knew the bra would be visible through anything and it only just skimmed my nipples. On it went followed by a fitted white blouse. Then a tight black wiggle pencil skirt over my black holdup stockings. I hadn't worn the skirt in a while and it was so tight I was scared it would rip and show how tiny my thong really was. Finally, as instructed, I finished with killer 5” stiletto heels. Looking in the mirror I felt the sexist I'd ever felt. My nipples had hardened and were showing through my blouse and I could feel my pussy was getting wet too. Just incase, I thought, I slipped a tiny vibrator into my bag and left for my interview.
Too scared to sit I stood the whole length of the train journey. Making eye contact with a suited guy on the train. My pussy was on fire and had already soaked through the tiny strip on my thong. Without warning the suited guy got out of his seat and stood behind me, like he knew who I was. The train was fairly busy and short on room so he was making full contact. I could feel his bulge pressing into my ass. I couldn't help myself, I had to touch his erect cock. I slowly felt for his zipper and pulled it down. Without any help a majestic, 3” thick cock filled my hand. I had to let out a groan, I needed a proper fuck. I heard his voice say “like what you see”. I nodded and let out another groan. “Well get on your knees and suck it”. Without a thought for anyone else I dropped to my knees and wrapped my mouth around his huge thick cock. The train was packed but it was very clear I was sucking cock on my knees. Taking every inch until his balls reached my chin. Flicking my tongue on his huge bulging head. Licking up every drop of precum. I could feel my makeup run as I gagged and had my head forced to suck harder. His cock was throbbing hard I knew pretty soon I would have a mouthful of delicious cum to swallow. Without warning he pulled out, told me to stay down. I did as ordered and noticed he was now openly wanking himself to cum. I soon felt his huge magnificent load shoot across my face. I had no time to react before my stop I grabbed my bag and left the train. My face covered in a strangers cum and minutes away from my interview.
I made it to the office just in time. I still had the cum on my face, my eye makeup had smudged. I looked a state, a hot one though. I was called into the interview before I had any time to sort myself out. All I could manage was a submissive wriggle into the room. I could see the guy, the same suited guy from the train sat across the table ready to interview me. Another man in a similar style suit also sat at the table. Train guy looked younger next to the new face. The new face looked in his early 50 but like someone who worked out and looked after himself a lot. He was a silver fox no doubting that.
The guy, who's cum I was still wearing, turned out to be the sleeping business partner. He smiled as he saw me awkwardly stand in the room, “hello there, Miss? Sorry I never caught your name?” I awkwardly giggled, like a naughty schoolgirl. “Victoria sir, although I’m known as Tori”. Hmmm the silver fox just looked me up and down. He could see my smudged eyes and the cum still on my cheek. He got out of the chair and walked around me, inspecting me. “Drop the blouse and the skirt. I want to see if you can follow my instructions.” I did what I was told, peeled off my blouse and skirt , took one step to the side and stood in the room. My perky tits spilling out of my half cup bra, nipples erect from the cold of the room. My perfectly trimmed pussy hidden by the front of my thong. Stockings going down to my heels.
“How was she,” asked the silver fox. “Can she do the job? She looks like a dirty little slut.”
“She sure sucks like one. Submissive too, did just what I ordered her to do and walked here without cleaning up I see.”
This was no normal interview. I knew that now, I thought it was just a random business man I just sucked off but it was clear now that was the interview. I was going to be a very personal assistant. My mind races with so many thoughts, I was getting more and more turned on. My pussy was still soaking my tiny thong. I had to touch my clit and pussy. I was even wetter than I though. The sound of my pussy as I stood and fingered myself was noticed by the silver fox. “Naughty little slut. Who told gave you permission to touch your pussy?”
“No one Sir”
“Go over there,” pointing to his desk. “Bend over and show me how wet that pussy is. How tight your little arsehole is”.
I followed orders and bend over his desk. The guy from the train nodded and left the room. Spanking me as he left.
“From now on you’re mine. Mine to fuck and follow all orders I give you. You understand, not so much as a finger enters that pussy without my say so. From now on you call me Sir at all times no matter who we are with. “
I nodded and quickly felt the sting from a spank paddle. “Yes Sir.” Rather than reply Sir spanked me harder. “ From now on you will only answer to me”
Sir pushed my legs apart and pushed my thong too. He was already fingering me with force. I could feel I was about to cum, without thinking I screamed for Sir to make me cum. I saw Sir smirk and then felt his fist enter my pussy. It was incredible. I had never felt anything like it and the ripple that came as I orsagamed was like nothing before. I noticed pretty quickly that Sir wanted me to scream as I came and make it very clear to everyone else that he was in an important meeting. For the first time in my life I was completely at his will. Still in a haze from my orsagam I heard his zipper and trousers drop, still face down on his desk I was unable to see what was about to happen. Without any warning I felt the sting of his thick cock around my arsehole and the pain as his forcefully thrusts his whole length and girth. Without any time to adjust I was his plaything. Each thrust was huge, he was like an animal. The pain was incredible, tears rolled of my cheeks. I had never been analy fucked before let alone like this. “Please Sir, it hurts. You're taking my anal cherry”. With those words he thrusted harder than before, his bulging, rippled cock going deeper. I was almost in tears with the pain but groaning from the pleasure. I was completely at his mercy. I felt the slap of his balls on my pussy and with that I groaned. Focusing on the slap of Sirs balls made me enjoy each thrust and with each thrust groans of pleasure followed. Before long I was moving harder with each thrust, slamming our bodies together. My groans turning into screams of pleasure. Sir’s breathing was getting heavier and his cock was solid, I felt the pulse of his huge creamy load filling my ass without warning. Then slowly dripping onto his desk.
“So I will see you tomorrow Tori for your first day. There is no need to bring anything as everything will be provided for you.” Sir was so business like it was unreal, I could feel his cum dripping out yet he was talking to me like a business transaction. I adjusted my thong back into place and put on my skirt and blouse and got ready to leave. I replied “yes Sir,” and got ready to leave the room. “One thing Tori, take the thong off”. I did what I was ordered and took it off. Walking out of Sir’s room with his cum down my leg.
