Guess what!? I had a job interview today!
It’s too be a secretary! Well… If you’re trying to be PC it’s a personal assistant. Same thing though!
I went and met with Mr. Cromwell today and he asked all the normal boring questions but I don’t think he was really paying attention because his eyes were in my cleavage the entire time.
I knew an opportunity when I saw one!
I leaned towards him, fingers playing with the top button of my shirt. “Well Mr. Cromwell. I think you should hire me because I’d be a valuable asset to the company and my wide array of talents could be of personal…” I paused, thinking of the right word, my tongue licking over my lips as I looked at him. “Benefit.” I decided on.
“Oh, what do you mean?” he asked, his interest piqued.
“Well… I know how stressful your position can be and what kind of personal assistant would I be if I didn’t ensure that ALL your needs were taken care of?” I asked, my hand reaching out to touch his knee reassuringly. I could see the tent in his pants, but I ignored that for now as I could see the comprehension in his eyes. “Oh, I see. Well, you could show me an example of this stress relief?”
I giggled and shook my head. “No sir! I’m sorry but that’s for employment only.”
He laughed also and grinned at me, watching as I uncrossed my legs and crossed them again the other way, giving him a flash of thigh. “You drive a hard bargain. I think I’ll have to give you a probationary period. Let’s sign the paperwork and then you’ll be officially an employee.”
Yes! Easiest interview ever! I signed all the boring papers bent over his desk. His hand rubbing my ass, moving under the skirt and squeezing the soft flesh. Fingers teasing over the pussy, making it really hard to concentrate. As soon as the last one was done and I put the pen down I felt a hard cock press against my panties. While I was distracted he had pulled his cock out of his pants!
He pulled my panties aside, eager to take his prize and pushed his cock into my pussy. We both moaned and I pushed my hips back against his. Forcing him all the way into my pussy. “Mmmm… Mr. Cromwell!” He didn’t say anything, just gripped my hips hard in his and began thrusting. His thrusts were hard and short, touching all the right places and I found myself cumming on his cock in no time. With my pussy squeezing around his and my body trembling and leaning on the desk he simply couldn’t help himself and I felt his cock throb inside of me as he grunted. His spunk filling my pussy up.
As I laid on the desk and he laid on me panting. I realized something. I’m really gonna love this job!
Every now and then I have to get out of the city and to the farm. I love the smell of the freshly mowed grass and the sound of the farm animals. My cunt gets wet as soon as I see the barn full of big strong four legged furry critters. All the various sizes and shapes of dick waiting for a bitch in heat to work them over and take their load. As a Jizz junkie I am in hog heaven, pardon the pun. You can’t imagine how cute a cork screw cock is, or a big thick dick that hangs almost to the ground and shoots at least a gallon of thick milky cum. From Rover to Wilbur to big old Charlie, I spend the entire day playing with them all while singing “Old McDonald had a farm….with a dick dick here and a dick dick there…hairy dick…scary dick…everywhere a dick dick…” It’s a furry fuck fest and a hot squirting pussy kind of day for this jizz junkie.
