I graduated from high school, having been on the high honor roll every year. So, my parents freaked out when I told them I was not going to college. I took a job at a real-estate firm in town until I decided what to do with my life. It was a brainless job, so I always had my face in the want ads. One day, I came across an ad that piqued my interest. A pharmaceutical company was looking for a sales rep. I wouldn't be trapped in an office all day, every day, and I imagined the salary would be a lot more than I was making now. The job was based in Denver, and I lived in the suburbs, so it would be an easy commute.
I called the company and spoke with the President, Jeremy Stolis. He asked me a few questions, and I sensed he was less than impressed with me but scheduled an interview for me. I mean, what I lacked in experience, I made up for with brains and looks. I was five-foot-nine, thin but with curves and a firm set of thirty-six C's sitting up firm and high, all-natural, with toll house cookie nipples sitting on top. Star gazers, the boys used to call them. And oh, how they loved to play with them, fondling, kissing, and sucking on them. And before I started fucking my sophomore year, I gave more titty fucks than I can remember at parties. My chest and tits would be covered in cum, when they were finished with me.
On the day of my interview, I told my boss at the real estate firm I needed a longer lunch than normal, and of course, he agreed. I drove to the office building housing the Pharmaceutical Company, parked, and stood in front of the building. Dressed in a white leather mini-skirt, a red leather halter, and a white cloth jacket. I had my resume in my oversized white leather purse. My flaming red hair completed my look, and I walked inside. I was directed to the fifth floor by the guard on duty, and I took the elevator to the fifth floor and stepped off into the sales office. I approached the receptionists and announced I had an appointment with Mr. Stolis.
"Oh, I see. We don't have employment applications, Miss. This is an executive-level job," she snotted at me, sensing my age.
I looked at her over the tops of my sunglasses with a look of disdain, handed her my resume from my purse, and then took a seat.
I immediately saw the sales force, which were all men, scoping me out. I sat there for a few minutes before Mr Stolis came and ushered me back to his plush office, as everyone followed my every move.
"Have a seat, Ms. O'Callahan," he told me.
"Please, call me Bernadette," I smiled warmly.
He studied me and my resume, rubbing his chin. I leaned back in my chair as he soaked in the size of my breasts and studied the cleavage I was revealing.
"So, Bernadette, your grades are impeccable through high school, but I don't see any collegiate work here?" he said, frowning.
I could see that not having a college diploma was going to be an issue, so I figured I'd have to be bold.
"No, I don't need college to be successful in business," I told him boldly.
"You don't feel that the college experience would help you?" he asked, smiling.
"Actually, no. I don't see how four years of drinking, doing drugs and fucking would make me a better employee. I said stoically.
Mr Stolis sat there with a shit-eating grin on his face before raising his eyebrows.
"Well, Bernadette, I'm not sure I can argue with that," He said, looking me over.
The rest of my interview went really well, and I was told I'd be contacted if I was moved along in the process. As I walked out, all of the sales reps ran to Mr Stolis's office to find out who I was. As I walked past the receptionist, she turned to me.
"Thanks for stopping in," she said sarcastically.
"Make sure my desk is clean when I start," I told her, laughing.
I got the call a few days later for a second interview with the sales manager and the president. After an hour of grilling, I was hired, receiving a company car and a starting salary of eighty-thousand dollars plus commission on my sales. The sales manager, while trying not to be sexist, told me.
"Bernadette, You're the youngest Rep we've ever hired at nineteen years old. I won't tell you how to conduct your business, but how you look and what you wear as a female salesperson will definitely affect your sales. Do you know what I mean?"
"Um, yeah, you mean sex sells?" I said, unzipping my sweater to expose my cleavage to both men.
"Ugh, yeah, something like that he said, turning bright red.
"Do you need to see more?" I asked, grabbing my zipper again.
"No! Bernadette, that's fine, Jesus," Mr. Stolis said, laughing but getting an eye full of my tits.
My life changed quickly after that. I moved to Denver and rented an apartment, and I was learning the ropes at work. All the sales reps at work wanted to date me and were always hanging around my desk when I was in the office. Shortly after moving into my apartment, I met my neighbor across the hall from me. He was forty-two, divorced, with two children. He was a nice guy and invited me over for dinner all the time, which was good because I couldn't boil water. We always had wine with and after dinner, and after a few nights, I got horny and let him put the moves on me. I laid back on the corner of the couch so the underside of my breasts was exposed and immediately drew his gaze.
"Do you want to see them, Ted?" I asked seductively.
"Um, what?" he mumbled, waking up from his trance.
I sat up and pulled my top off, grabbing and stretching my nipples out, and then laid back down.
"Holy Fuck” Ted exclaimed, shocked, as he sat motionless.
"Teddy, their not going to suck themselves," I giggled, motioning him toward me.
Ted crawled between my legs and kissed and sucked my nipple, and twisted the other. Like a boy in a toy shop, Ted played with and sucked my breasts as my pussy began to stir.
"Um, yeah, let's get to the bedroom, I need to get fucked bad," I uttered softly.
Ted took me by the hand and led me to the bedroom, and we both crawled on as he started to kiss me. His hand found the drawstring to my shorts and pulled the knot free, his hand sliding inside. I wasn't wearing panties, and his fingers quickly found my sticky love honey, and his finger split my pussy lips.
"Umm, oh yeah," I moaned as his finger found my swelling clit
We mashed faces as he probed my bald teenage pussy, my back arching as my clit began to buzz. Ted's hand moved to my hip, and I raised my hips off the bed as he slid my shorts down. He broke our kiss and began his slow descent toward my bubbling honey pot, kissing, licking, and sucking my tits and stomach. My body arched as his tongue took a big swipe between my legs, from my bunghole thru my pussy, splaying my pussy lips wide open.
"Oh, yeah, fuck, eat me, Ted," I moaned as his tongue drove inside.
My body withered underneath him as his tongue slapped at my blood gorged clit. I knew I wouldn't last long.
"Oh, oh, yeah, yeah, make me cum," I moaned as I felt the orgasm building between my thighs.
I pulled his face into my honey pot and wrapped my legs around his head, and with an arch of my back, I exploded.
"Oh, oh, yeah, I'm coming, oh fuck yes," I squealed as pleasure ripped through me, my thighs quivered, and I lost focus as I rode Ted's face.
I straightened my legs and released his head, which popped up from between my legs, his face glistening with my cum.
"Oh, holy fuck was that good," I sighed.
Ted wiped his face off on his shirt and undressed as I recovered. I spread my legs and grabbed them behind my knees, and pulled them back as Ted stroked his cock and moved between them.
"Give it to me motherfucker," I hissed.
His ample-sized cock quickly split my pussy lips and began its descent into my depths, stretching out my snatch in the process. His cock wasn't that long, but nice and fat, he scooted in close, and I dropped my legs over his shoulders. He drove his cock into me and split me open.
"Oh, fuck are you tight," Ted moaned as he started to fuck me.
"Yeah, yeah, fuck me good, and don't be gentle," I squealed as he bottomed out in my twat. My body jerked forward, and my tits swung in circles as he plowed my pussy.
"Um, um, um, yeah," I moaned in pleasure.
Ted was pounding my pussy, just how I liked it, and I'd reward him with a colossal orgasm if he kept it up. I looked at Ted's face, which was bright red. I was hoping he wouldn't have a heart attack and die. I didn't want to have to explain that to the police or his ex-wife. Both of my hands gripped the bedsheets as my body rocked.
"Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop," the sound of our bodies smashing together filled the bedroom.
We were both sweating when I reached the top of the mountain and went over the edge. I flung an arm across my face, gritted my teeth, and let loose.
"Oh, oh God, I'm going to cum," I screamed as my body convulsed underneath Ted.
Ted slammed his cock in me one last time, which made me squeal, and I felt his cock jerk inside of me as my body tingled all over.
"Oh Jesus," Ted screamed as he shot his fertile sperm into my baby's chamber, his face as red as a beet.
Ted collapsed on top of me, and we panted like dogs, trying to catch our breaths.
"Fuck, did I need that," I sighed, finally calming down.
Ted didn't speak as he huffed and puffed and tried to regain his composure. After a minute, I got concerned.
"Are you alright there, buddy? Maybe this young pussy is too high-octane for you? I giggled, patting his head.
"No, no, Bernadette, that's just what I need, and lots of it," He finally got out.
"Ok, we can be fuck buddies if you think you can handle it," I said, looking at him.
"So, like dating?" he asked sweetly.
"No babe, no dates, just fucking," I explained.
"Um, ok, I guess. He said disappointedly.
Ted rolled off of me, and I held my fuck hole as I ran to the bathroom, not wanting his cum all over the bed and carpet. I cleaned Ted's gift out of me and then got dressed and prepared to leave. Ted asked me if I wanted to go with him to pick up his kids on Friday, and I looked at him like he had two heads.
"Trying to make your wife jealous, you're banging a nineteen-year-old?" I laughed.
"Oh, oh no, nothing like that. I just thought you'd like to come with," He said, turning bright red again.
"Yeah, I don't want any part of wives or kids, sorry," I lectured.
I gave him a quick kiss and walked back across the hall, ready for a hot shower and a good night's sleep.
