by Pamela Prim
“John, we expect honesty and we want you to know that our door is always open.” I was in a compromising position and my hard packed globes were practically in his face. I didn’t think that I knew how to flirt, but it was like riding a bicycle.
“Is it getting hot in here? Can we open a window and cool things off?” I pretended to stumble on my high heels and my ass landed in his lap. I feigned innocence by putting one finger up to my lips and biting on the tip of it. It wasn’t what I wanted to wrap my lips around.
“We like it hot…the hotter the better.” Jessica followed up that comment by going around behind him and leaning over so that he had a bird’s eye view of her ample cleavage.
“Ladies, I think maybe this interview is over.” I turned abruptly and straddled his lap feeling his arousal pressing up against my mound. Only the thin fabric of the jogging pants was preventing further contact.
“The interview has only begun and we need to make sure that you are the right man for the job. Do you have the tool and the know how to use that tool? Jessica and I are going to be a harsh task master.” His instrument was pressing obscenely against the zipper and it was pumping a beat which was hard to ignore.
I moved in a circle giving him my version of dirty dancing. I would’ve given any stripper a run for their money in a contest of who could give the most provocative lap dance.
“I’m not…very experienced, but I’m willing to learn.” I hadn’t even considered that he might be a virgin. Breaking his cherry was going to become something that I could cross off my bucket list.
“What happens behind closed doors is between consensual adults. I have a good sense about these things, John. I don’t think that I have to paint you a picture of what this position entails.” Jessica was playing the game better than anyone.
I wanted to get a better look at the merchandise. I had a feeling up close and personal would be an awe inspiring moment.
“Do I take it from your comment that there isn’t a girlfriend or significant other in your life? I only ask because there is no room for drama around here. We want something simple and we want you to be ready whenever the need arises. We will have to put you on probation for the first couple of months to see if you’re going to work out.” He did work out and the muscles rippling underneath the shirt made me envision the way that he could manhandle the both of us into submission.
“I wasn’t…expecting this and I’m going to need some time to think about it. I don’t know if I could take this kind of distraction.” He was only making me hungry for his form and his reluctance became like a red cape to a bull ready to charge.
“We have other candidates we are willing to look at, but you are certainly at the top of our list. The job is yours if you want it, but you know what that means. If you can’t handle it then we won’t expect you to come through those doors tomorrow morning at the crack of dawn. Better yet, maybe we can sweeten the deal by offering to cook for you. I think that we can find something off the menu for dessert.” I was slightly shocked by how blatant I could be.
“I think that I can figure out what will be off the menu. I might be inexperienced, but you don’t have to beat me over the head to drag me back to your cave. I will consider your offer over dinner and then we will see what develops.” I didn’t want him to leave, but the anticipation of seeing him again was going to turn me into a ravenous animal.
“I want you to wear a pair of nice tight jeans and something easily accessible. We promise to return the favor.” Jessica was making her intentions clear.
I reluctantly got up on my unsteady legs, breathing deeply and feeling flush with my skin clammy to the touch.
“This has been the most interesting interview I’ve ever had in my life.” I couldn’t have said it better myself. I was ready to peel away the layers of his clothing to see what was hiding underneath.
“If you play your cards right then it’s going to get a lot more interesting. It would be nice of you to show up with a bottle of wine.” I wanted to use liquor as a way to lower his guard and our inhibitions at the same time.
“I hope that this isn’t some kind of practical joke at my expense. I’m going to call your bluff and I’m betting that you won’t be able to follow through.” To prove that he was wrong, I grabbed what was his prized possession. It was quite a handful and I had a feeling wrapping my hand all the way around it wasn’t going to be an easy feat.
Jessica grabbed his hair and when he grunted his reply, she force fed him her tongue. He was struggling vainly against the amorous ways of two women who had only one thing on their mind.
She finally released him from the lip lock leaving the telltale mark of her lipstick on his mouth. I could think of a different place where I would want to make good use of the strawberry gloss painting my lips.
“I don’t know if I should be scared or excited.” He grabbed his laptop and held it against his waist while looking over his shoulder on his way out the door. The rest of the day was going to be boring.
Chapter Three
The food was simmering and I was always partial to a bit of spice. Indian cuisine was going to melt the pants off of him. He would be sweating profusely. I smiled deviously, tasting the concoction of the curry mixed with the rice and fanning myself from the flame burning in my mouth.
I wasn’t sure what to wear, but I figured the little black dress leaving little to the imagination was a good start. I’d purposely forgotten to wear underwear. In a certain light, the material would become see-through. I could only imagine what Jessica was going to wear for the occasion.
She had called earlier and told me she was running late and that I should start without her. I heard the doorbell and I looked down to see that my hands were shaking with this nervous energy surrounding me.
I opened the door and his eyes traveled from my neck all the way down to my toes in the 4-inch heels. He suddenly closed his eyes and inhaled the fragrance of my decadent perfume.
“I’m a bit early. I just couldn’t sit home and wait any longer.” He was wearing a white shirt with a tribal design and a pair of jeans which had me salivating.
“Julie will be along shortly, but I think that we have time for an appetizer.” I had the home field advantage and my confidence was making me more than a little adventurous.
I pulled him inside and closed the door while pushing on his chest until he was slamming against the door. I ran my hands down over his muscular physique. It was a contrast to the glasses he was wearing.
“I can’t believe…this is happening to me.” I licked my lips and zeroed in on the huge lump in his pants. I wasn’t going to be able to wait for Julie to arrive. I was just going to nibble and prime the pump for later.
“If you can’t believe this then you haven’t seen anything yet.” I pulled the belt off of him and tossed it unceremoniously behind me with an audible click when it landed on the wood floor.
I took a deep breath and pulled down his zipper not breaking eye contact the entire time. His briefs were full to over capacity. I pulled down his pants in a quick flourish to get to the goods.
There had to be nine good solid inches packed tightly waiting to be revealed 1 inch at a time. The tip of the head was trying to slip out over the waistband. I touched the stickiness of his jism. I pulled it back to see that it was clinging to my finger all the way back to the head.
I took a grip of his briefs and prepared myself for the big revelation. I was holding my breath and I pulled them down. His monument of his manhood slapped loudly against his chest. I moved back on my hands and knees. I was looking at this specimen with a lustful gaze.
“What you lack in experience you more than make up for with youthful exuberance.” I didn’t think that it was fair to become the Venus flytrap to his libido. He was young enough to be my son and I didn’t care.
“I have no idea what I’m supposed to do with my hands.” He had them pressed up against the door. I stalked my prey crawling across the floor until I was withi
n an inch of touching him with the tip of my tongue.
“I want you to stay completely still and let me explore. Don’t try to touch me and it will only ruin the mood. If you feel you have to then you can run your hands through my hair.” I started at the bottom and worked my way up to the top following the pronounced vein along the back. I was flicking my tongue and listening to him moan in obvious arousal.
“I can’t stand still and you have no idea what seeing you on your knees is doing to me.” The sweet cream was dripping over the top like an obscene ice cream cone. One taste and I was hooked. There was a fruity component which had me squeezing more from the source.
“I don’t expect you to hold back the flood the first time. I do expect you to last longer the second time.” I took a hold of him and wrapped my hand around the base. I opened my mouth and leaned forward to take the large circumcised head.
I had to stretch my jaw wider than I ever had to with my husband. It became necessary to breathe through my nose. I could easily deep throat my husband, but he didn’t have the thickness this kid did.
“I don’t think I’ve ever felt anything better in my life.” He did have a way to stroke my ego. “It’s so fucking hot and I feel like I’m ready to explode.” I had barely begun and his balls had already risen. It wasn’t going to take much more to get him to shoot hot ropes of cream into my mouth.
I wanted to give him further incentive and I managed to slip the head into my throat with the first couple of inches. I had no idea how I had accomplished it. I surprised even myself.
“I hope that you are ready for this.” I wasn’t sure what to expect and then it began to pump with a life of its own.
The first shot caught me by surprise, but I did pull back in time to feel it pulsate along the surface of my tongue. It really was a delicious treat to tickle my palate.
“I can see you and I know what you’re doing.” I glanced to my side to see Jessica pressing her face against the glass. She didn’t look happy.
His legs were shaking and he was bucking wildly with his whole body gyrating underneath my touch.
I swallowed the evidence and there was a fair amount to keep between my lips.
I stood up quickly, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand and turning two shades of red because of my embarrassment.
“I don’t even know how to express what I’m feeling right now. I do want to do that again.” I wasn’t surprised by his response, but the first time was only a tease for more to come.
“I was hoping this could be our little secret, but the cat is out of the bag.” He stumbled over to a chair, sitting down and breathing deeply with one breath after another.
His spent state was lying against his thigh and I knew that it wouldn’t take much to make him rise from the ashes of his orgasm.
I opened the door to see her standing there with her arms crossed defiantly. I was about to say something in my defense but then she kissed me out of the blue. She must’ve figured the only way that she was going to get a taste was by stabbing her tongue into my mouth.
I could see over her shoulder that the old man across the street had taken an interest. He was washing his car and suddenly the hose in his hand was dousing Mrs. Anderson walking her dog. I closed the door and there was no point in giving a show to the neighbors.
“I got here as fast as I could, but apparently, it wasn’t fast enough.” Jessica was frazzled, but that didn’t stop her from looking at John out of the corner of her eye. “I should have known that I wouldn’t be able to trust you. I don’t blame you and I probably would’ve done the same thing in your shoes.” She took off her long trench coat and underneath was a red negligee. She spun around in a circle with the fabric twirling around her.
“I see that somebody has come to play. The food is ready and we should take this to the dining room.” I had no preconceived notions about what was going to happen. I had already poked the fire. I could see in his eyes that what I had done to him had opened his eyes to the possibilities.
Chapter Four
“I’ve been going over the files you sent me and I think I understand the method to their madness. I’ve taken the liberty of sending some reminders to clients that have been lacking in payment. I was very cordial and I played on their sympathy on your behalf.” Jessica was staring at him and he was purposely trying not to look in her direction.
“I do like an employee that takes the initiative. I don’t want somebody that’s just going to take orders with no will of their own. I want somebody who will be a level head and know when to strike when the iron is hot.” I was listening to what she had to say and the underlying meaning was very hard for him to resist.
“I have been thinking and your proposition is intriguing.” With each bite, both of them were getting a little heated under the collar.
“You are going to be expected to go the extra mile. Think outside the box for a way to please us. There’s going to come a time when you are going to have to have a firm hand.” I thought that she deserved a bit of space to play her games. I could still taste him on my lips.
He dropped his fork and I didn’t think that it was by accident. When he disappeared underneath the tablecloth and was brushing by my leg, I knew exactly where he was intending to go.
“Let this be a lesson to you, Julie. You could be in this position had you not been so greedy.” We had shared our deepest darkest desires with one another over the years. It never came up about being with a younger man, but maybe it should have.
“I don’t know about you, but I have very little interest in taking this to the bedroom. It’s more fun to christen this table which has never seen action.” I had no complaints about my husband’s prowess in the bedroom. He had no idea I had harbored any regrets. There were moments in public where I would have gladly taken him into a clearing to put a smile on his face.
“I do like the way you think. I have no problem polishing this table with my…ASS.” She jumped like somebody had touched her with a live wire.
I only had to look underneath to see that her legs were spread and his eager little tongue was now lapping at her clit.
“I get the feeling this kid is a go getter and will always give his best no matter what the task. Julie, you should come over and see this for yourself. I know that it’s cruel and unusual punishment to make you wait for your turn. I think that you can understand the reason why I’m punishing you.” I pushed back from the table and casually made my way over to where she was sitting at the end of the table. I heard the scraping of the chair and then her legs slapped down on the table with her plate between them.
His head was nestled underneath the negligee, but there was no doubt about what he was doing. The wet sloppy sounds were followed by her body arching into the air with her nipples quite noticeable through the thin material.
In a moment of impulsiveness, I grabbed her wine glass and dumped it down between her breasts. The material soaked through almost immediately. I could see rivers of wine converging on where his mouth was currently occupied. That was one way to get him drunk and susceptible.
She shivered in place with the cold wine touching her skin. It was the perfect contrast to his hot tongue driving her crazy. Her toes were pointing straight out and her mouth was parted with her tongue outstretched.
“I was hoping that was going to cool things off, but it did the exact opposite.” I was poking fun and the added stimulus of the cold was a catalyst to her climactic moment. The chair bent backward on two legs and I was worried that she was going to tumble onto the floor.
I had nothing to worry about and John was right there holding onto the chair the entire time. His technique was haphazard, but he continued undeterred. She was biting her tongue and staring at me with her eyes bugging out of her skull.
“I’m fucking…cumming all over this young man’s face.” She was twisting her head from side to side and whipping her hair like the tendrils of a cat of nine tails. I had one of those in my possession but very rar
ely did I have a chance to use it.
I would have retrieved it, but I was worried about leaving her alone with him. I heard the phone and cursed whoever was on the other line. I had to leave them and it was the hardest thing to do. I found myself busy for the next 10-minutes with one of the sales team.
Chapter Five
I didn’t find them in the dining room and I frantically looked around hoping that they didn’t ditch me. It brought to mind a time in high school where a few girls pretended to be my friend. It was just a ploy to get me into a compromising position with the high school football star. It was a game and a cruel one which left lasting scars on my psyche.
I heard a high pitched squeal and I went to investigate further. She was sitting precariously on the edge of the deck outside and it was a good thing the trees surrounding the property gave us a modicum of privacy.