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Interview
4 December 2013
I drove through the gate and pulled up alongside his car; my legs were like jelly, my throat was dry. He obviously saw me arrive a little early as I received a text almost immediately asking me to give him 10 minutes – he wasn’t quite ready. It did nothing to steady my nerves but did give me time to check my make-up was ok and change into my interview shoes. I kept looking through the window of the office and I could see him moving from room to room, but not enough to see what he looked like as the venetian blinds obscured my view somewhat. 10 minutes later, another text. He was ready. I took a deep breath, stepped out of the car and walked in through the front door, as instructed.
I could hear music coming from the board room where the interview was to be held. There was no sign of him. A pine door led me into the room and as soon as I saw the table laid out in front of me, my heart started pumping….
**
Mr L first contacted me a little over a week before and we had been in email contact regularly since then. He was looking for a PA to join him in his office and I told him that I was extremely interested. At first the emails were quite formal in nature, although loaded with innuendo. It was exciting and I found myself looking forward to his responses and feeling aroused by the suggestion within them. He hinted at so many things, which had my mind racing as to what the interview would entail. By the time the day arrived, I was in overdrive and had no idea what was to come….
**
I stood looking at the table for what seemed like a lifetime, taking in what I saw before my eyes. A plate of strawberries and a couple of bottles of water were the most normal things in front of me. There was a blindfold, a couple of feathers and two smallish black velvet drawstring bags. Three ties were laid out across the width of the table and amongst all those things, a book, the cover of which had a photo of a whip. The book was about S&M. In front of the chair where I was to sit were two A4 pieces of paper. One was an introduction and job description, the other was a short test with a few questions of which I had to answer yes or no. I kept thinking of one of the last emails he sent; it had three questions, one of which was How Submissive are You? I heard a million voices in my head screaming it at me over and over and I couldn’t take my eyes off the book.
My hands were trembling as I picked up the first sheet and read through it, it was as if my eyes were glazed over and my mind went fuzzy; I didn’t seem to be able to take it in. I was to complete the test and slide the sheet of paper under the door and await further instructions. I did as requested and an envelope with my first pay cheque was returned almost immediately, followed by another sheet of paper.
My heart was in my mouth as I read the words and for a moment I wasn’t sure whether I could go through with it. But I wanted this job badly and the week of anticipation and the chemistry I could feel sent waves of passion right through me. The instructions were..
“Open the smaller of the black bags, there is something inside for you to insert, if you are happy to do so, then cross your ankles and squeeze your thighs together. Once you have done this, knock on the table 3 times…”
I leant forward and slid the bag over to me, reached inside and took out the contents. In my hand was a smooth black bullet vibrator which I held for a few seconds while my head spun. I looked again at the other items on the table and wondered where this would lead. Did I feel scared? No. Did I feel apprehensive? A little. Did I feel excitement? For sure. I closed my eyes and with trembling hands, did exactly as he asked. I couldn’t believe how wet my pussy was already; just the mere excitement of the situation was so arousing; the mystery, the intrigue and the anticipation of what was to come. I knocked on the table three times.
As I waited I listened to the music so carefully chosen by him and although I was shaking it was only due to the erotic feelings going through my mind and body. Then I felt the vibrations, gentle at first but then slowly building. My hands were on the table and I grabbed the little back bag, screwing it up into a ball as he teased me from outside the door, changing the tempo of the vibrations every so often, sending soft waves of pleasure right through me.
Another piece of paper was slid under the door…
“Now I would like you to stand up and face the wall next to the window. Place your hands on the wall at shoulder height, part your legs and lean forward slightly. When you are ready, knock on the wall three times”
I did as I was told. I felt so sexy at this moment I think I would have agreed to anything. My short, tight black skirt rode up revealing the lace tops of my hold up stockings. Underneath my fitted black jacket I wore only a black lace bra. The matching crutchless thong did nothing to absorb the wetness he had created. On my feet were my favourite red suede shoes with steel killer heels. The contrast of the red against the rest of my outfit, together with my bright red nail varnish, would, I hope set his heart pumping. The door opened behind me….
My heart started racing, my breath came in short gasps. I could smell his aftershave as he got close and the sound of his voice; such a sexy soft accent. “Sam” he whispered softly. I could feel my whole body trembling. The room went dark as he placed the blindfold over my eyes, increasing the acuteness of my other senses and the pleasures I was already experiencing. I couldn’t believe how I felt, totally at his mercy but incredibly sexy. I felt his hands touch me, very lightly through the fabric of my jacket starting at my waist and then running over my hips and thighs. Pushing my hair to one side he kissed my neck, still talking gently to me, asking me how I felt and all the time my hands remained on the wall, allowing him to explore my body. The vibrations inside me only added to the increasing pleasure that I was experiencing. It was intoxicating.
I heard more vibrations and the feel of his hands inside my jacket. He undid the single button allowing the jacket to fall open. I felt the vibrations on my nipples and the feel of his body so close up behind me. I pushed my bum back into his crutch, his cock was so hard and I rubbed myself gently against him and heard him let out a sigh of pleasure.
“Can I touch you?” I whispered softly
“Not yet” his voice was so soft and seductive, his hands still caressing me and teasing me gently. His fingers slipped between my thighs, pulling my lacy thong to one side and slipping them into my wetness while the vibrator still worked it’s magic inside me. God it felt wonderful.
He pulled my hands from the wall and promised to guide me to where he wanted me and I soon felt the edge of the table against the back of my thighs. He asked me to slide back on the table and then moved things out of the way so that I could lie down. He was so gentle, so attentive that I had no reason to be scared. I was so lost in the moment, caught up in emotion that I didn’t care. He was enjoying my body and I loved every minute. He pulled two chairs closer to the table and placed one of my feet on each. My legs were spread wide. It was then that I realized what the ties were for, one was tied around each ankle and the armrest of the chairs. Pulling my thong to one side he gently teased me with his tongue, exploring me and I pushed my pussy into his face, greedy for more. He had promised me that I could remove the blindfold after he had made me cum and I was desperate to see what he looked like; the face behind the sexy voice and suggestive emails; the person giving me so much pleasure.
I felt his fingers caressing my clit, sliding them down and then the gentle pull as he took the vibrator from inside me.
“God that’s so wet” I heard him say “You are so fucking wet”
I felt like a dirty little slut, with my legs and pussy wide open to a total stranger. God it was horny beyond explanation. He pushed his fingers inside me, really deep as he licked me at the same time. The sensation was incredible and I reached forward to touch him for the first time. I could feel his hair, the skin on his face. I let my fingers run gently down his shoulders, his arms and onto his hands. He was so real and yet I still couldn’t see him and I wanted to so much. He touched me expertly, his fingers roving deep inside me. I could feel my orgasm was close, really close, building quickly and when it came, it ripped through me, leaving me trembling, breathing heavily but with no time to recover as I felt a vibrator being inserted into me, the pleasure continuing, building to the next climax.
Despite the feeling of arousal I knew I had to see him, the suspense was killing me. I sat up slowly, still blindfolded. I could feel his breath on my face and he kissed me. His mouth was warm and soft but he knew what I wanted.
“I need to see you”
“Well, you know the deal..do you remember what I said?”
“Of course, you told me I could take the blindfold off after I’d come and now I have” I couldn’t help smiling to myself as I said it; it was all so surreal.
“Well then, you may remove the blindfold if you want to..do you want to?”
“Yes, yes I do”
There was a pause as I contemplated that the mystery was about to end, but as I took off the blindfold and my eyes re-accustomed themselves to the light, he was looking at me and I leant forward to kiss him. He wrapped his arms around me and we enjoyed each other for a while although it wasn’t long before my hand wandered down to his crutch, feeling his cock through his trousers and undoing his belt. I let my hands wander over his bum and down his thighs before sliding his trousers down, letting them fall on their own. His gasp of pleasure enraptured me; he’d pleasured me and now it was his turn.
Sliding off the table, literally, it was very wet, I crouched down in front of him, taking his cock in my hands and squeezing it gently, caressing it and then I leant forward, stuck out my warm wet tongue and started licking it, teasing it as I looked up into his eyes. He was very sensitive and admitted that he’d abstained from any self-indulgence to save himself for this day. My mouth slid down over his entire length; I was hungry for it, the lust inside me taking over and wanting him to be pleasured to the full. Sucking hard and squeezing the base of his cock my mouth was filled with saliva and when I came up, he was glistening; it looked delicious.
He started shaking and asked if he could sit down and when he did, I knelt down between his knees and continued pleasuring him. He told me he loved to feel his cock deep in my mouth and I took pleasure in indulging myself as he watched my lips slide up and down.
“I have another present for you” he said “have you had enough presents yet?”
I laughed “you can never have enough presents hunni”
He stood and walked over to the table. From a bag, he produced another toy for me, this time a vibrating wand. He handed it to me.
“I want to watch you pleasure yourself, would you do that for me?”
“Only if I can watch you do the same” I teased
We were seated facing each other. I opened my legs and switched on the wand and looked into his eyes as I placed it on my pussy. The sensation was out of this world and the look on his face as he watched me was exciting me further. I increased the speed of the vibration and absorbed myself in the feelings running through me. I knew it wouldn’t take me long to cum, I was so close already. As I watched him wanking it turned me on so much that I just let go and enjoyed the feeling of yet another orgasm washing over me.
He got up and walked over to me, standing by the side of the chair, letting me suck his cock again for a while but we both wanted to fuck, I could see it in his eyes and him, in mine. I got up and leant over the desk, spreading my legs so that he could enter me. And god did he fuck me, he fucked me hard and fast, just as I asked him to, thrusting his cock inside me, sometimes slow and deep and then increasing speed again. Then he turned me around and I sat on the table facing him, wanting to watch his expression as he came inside me. I wanted him to fill me so that I could go home smelling and tasting of him. I loved watching him fuck me, watching him after a week or so of mystery and teasing, allowing himself the pleasure of sliding his cock inside me and the release that would follow.
In the midst of our passion he stepped back, not wanting to cum too soon. I slid off the table and turned around, lifting my left knee and resting it on the table as he filled me again. He was so close and I wanted him to cum.
“So, do you love fucking a dirtly little slut Mr L?”
“Fuck yes, you have got a gorgeous pussy”
“I want your hot spunk inside me – go on, fuck me really hard”
“Do you want this job Sam?”
“Yes I do, give it to me”
“You like me giving it to you don’t you”
“Fuck yes, I’ll do anything you want. I’m gonna fuck you while your working, and when you’re on the phone to your fucking clients”
He was pounding me now, his cock reaching deep inside me with every thrust and it wasn’t long until I felt him cum and his body relax against me. He was panting and sweaty from exertion; we both were and when he slipped out of me, I turned to face him.
“Are you ok” I asked softly and he nodded and smiled.
I put my arms around his neck and we kissed passionately, enjoying our last few moments together. Then I looked into his eyes…
“So, did I get the job then Mr L?”
“There will be a second interview Miss Sam, if you are still interested”
“Very much so Mr L”
“Then I will be in touch soon ok”
**
I drove home in a daze. I felt as if I had been part of something very special, very intimate and very erotic. I had taken part in his fantasy and was surprised at how responsive I had been. It was as if I had been under some kind of spell.
4 December 2013
I drove through the gate and pulled up alongside his car; my legs were like jelly, my throat was dry. He obviously saw me arrive a little early as I received a text almost immediately asking me to give him 10 minutes – he wasn’t quite ready. It did nothing to steady my nerves but did give me time to check my make-up was ok and change into my interview shoes. I kept looking through the window of the office and I could see him moving from room to room, but not enough to see what he looked like as the venetian blinds obscured my view somewhat. 10 minutes later, another text. He was ready. I took a deep breath, stepped out of the car and walked in through the front door, as instructed.
I could hear music coming from the board room where the interview was to be held. There was no sign of him. A pine door led me into the room and as soon as I saw the table laid out in front of me, my heart started pumping….
**
Mr L first contacted me a little over a week before and we had been in email contact regularly since then. He was looking for a PA to join him in his office and I told him that I was extremely interested. At first the emails were quite formal in nature, although loaded with innuendo. It was exciting and I found myself looking forward to his responses and feeling aroused by the suggestion within them. He hinted at so many things, which had my mind racing as to what the interview would entail. By the time the day arrived, I was in overdrive and had no idea what was to come….
**
I stood looking at the table for what seemed like a lifetime, taking in what I saw before my eyes. A plate of strawberries and a couple of bottles of water were the most normal things in front of me. There was a blindfold, a couple of feathers and two smallish black velvet drawstring bags. Three ties were laid out across the width of the table and amongst all those things, a book, the cover of which had a photo of a whip. The book was about S&M. In front of the chair where I was to sit were two A4 pieces of paper. One was an introduction and job description, the other was a short test with a few questions of which I had to answer yes or no. I kept thinking of one of the last emails he sent; it had three questions, one of which was How Submissive are You? I heard a million voices in my head screaming it at me over and over and I couldn’t take my eyes off the book.
My hands were trembling as I picked up the first sheet and read through it, it was as if my eyes were glazed over and my mind went fuzzy; I didn’t seem to be able to take it in. I was to complete the test and slide the sheet of paper under the door and await further instructions. I did as requested and an envelope with my first pay cheque was returned almost immediately, followed by another sheet of paper.
My heart was in my mouth as I read the words and for a moment I wasn’t sure whether I could go through with it. But I wanted this job badly and the week of anticipation and the chemistry I could feel sent waves of passion right through me. The instructions were..
“Open the smaller of the black bags, there is something inside for you to insert, if you are happy to do so, then cross your ankles and squeeze your thighs together. Once you have done this, knock on the table 3 times…”
I leant forward and slid the bag over to me, reached inside and took out the contents. In my hand was a smooth black bullet vibrator which I held for a few seconds while my head spun. I looked again at the other items on the table and wondered where this would lead. Did I feel scared? No. Did I feel apprehensive? A little. Did I feel excitement? For sure. I closed my eyes and with trembling hands, did exactly as he asked. I couldn’t believe how wet my pussy was already; just the mere excitement of the situation was so arousing; the mystery, the intrigue and the anticipation of what was to come. I knocked on the table three times.
As I waited I listened to the music so carefully chosen by him and although I was shaking it was only due to the erotic feelings going through my mind and body. Then I felt the vibrations, gentle at first but then slowly building. My hands were on the table and I grabbed the little back bag, screwing it up into a ball as he teased me from outside the door, changing the tempo of the vibrations every so often, sending soft waves of pleasure right through me.
Another piece of paper was slid under the door…
“Now I would like you to stand up and face the wall next to the window. Place your hands on the wall at shoulder height, part your legs and lean forward slightly. When you are ready, knock on the wall three times”
I did as I was told. I felt so sexy at this moment I think I would have agreed to anything. My short, tight black skirt rode up revealing the lace tops of my hold up stockings. Underneath my fitted black jacket I wore only a black lace bra. The matching crutchless thong did nothing to absorb the wetness he had created. On my feet were my favourite red suede shoes with steel killer heels. The contrast of the red against the rest of my outfit, together with my bright red nail varnish, would, I hope set his heart pumping. The door opened behind me….
My heart started racing, my breath came in short gasps. I could smell his aftershave as he got close and the sound of his voice; such a sexy soft accent. “Sam” he whispered softly. I could feel my whole body trembling. The room went dark as he placed the blindfold over my eyes, increasing the acuteness of my other senses and the pleasures I was already experiencing. I couldn’t believe how I felt, totally at his mercy but incredibly sexy. I felt his hands touch me, very lightly through the fabric of my jacket starting at my waist and then running over my hips and thighs. Pushing my hair to one side he kissed my neck, still talking gently to me, asking me how I felt and all the time my hands remained on the wall, allowing him to explore my body. The vibrations inside me only added to the increasing pleasure that I was experiencing. It was intoxicating.
I heard more vibrations and the feel of his hands inside my jacket. He undid the single button allowing the jacket to fall open. I felt the vibrations on my nipples and the feel of his body so close up behind me. I pushed my bum back into his crutch, his cock was so hard and I rubbed myself gently against him and heard him let out a sigh of pleasure.
“Can I touch you?” I whispered softly
“Not yet” his voice was so soft and seductive, his hands still caressing me and teasing me gently. His fingers slipped between my thighs, pulling my lacy thong to one side and slipping them into my wetness while the vibrator still worked it’s magic inside me. God it felt wonderful.
He pulled my hands from the wall and promised to guide me to where he wanted me and I soon felt the edge of the table against the back of my thighs. He asked me to slide back on the table and then moved things out of the way so that I could lie down. He was so gentle, so attentive that I had no reason to be scared. I was so lost in the moment, caught up in emotion that I didn’t care. He was enjoying my body and I loved every minute. He pulled two chairs closer to the table and placed one of my feet on each. My legs were spread wide. It was then that I realized what the ties were for, one was tied around each ankle and the armrest of the chairs. Pulling my thong to one side he gently teased me with his tongue, exploring me and I pushed my pussy into his face, greedy for more. He had promised me that I could remove the blindfold after he had made me cum and I was desperate to see what he looked like; the face behind the sexy voice and suggestive emails; the person giving me so much pleasure.
I felt his fingers caressing my clit, sliding them down and then the gentle pull as he took the vibrator from inside me.
“God that’s so wet” I heard him say “You are so fucking wet”
I felt like a dirty little slut, with my legs and pussy wide open to a total stranger. God it was horny beyond explanation. He pushed his fingers inside me, really deep as he licked me at the same time. The sensation was incredible and I reached forward to touch him for the first time. I could feel his hair, the skin on his face. I let my fingers run gently down his shoulders, his arms and onto his hands. He was so real and yet I still couldn’t see him and I wanted to so much. He touched me expertly, his fingers roving deep inside me. I could feel my orgasm was close, really close, building quickly and when it came, it ripped through me, leaving me trembling, breathing heavily but with no time to recover as I felt a vibrator being inserted into me, the pleasure continuing, building to the next climax.
Despite the feeling of arousal I knew I had to see him, the suspense was killing me. I sat up slowly, still blindfolded. I could feel his breath on my face and he kissed me. His mouth was warm and soft but he knew what I wanted.
“I need to see you”
“Well, you know the deal..do you remember what I said?”
“Of course, you told me I could take the blindfold off after I’d come and now I have” I couldn’t help smiling to myself as I said it; it was all so surreal.
“Well then, you may remove the blindfold if you want to..do you want to?”
“Yes, yes I do”
There was a pause as I contemplated that the mystery was about to end, but as I took off the blindfold and my eyes re-accustomed themselves to the light, he was looking at me and I leant forward to kiss him. He wrapped his arms around me and we enjoyed each other for a while although it wasn’t long before my hand wandered down to his crutch, feeling his cock through his trousers and undoing his belt. I let my hands wander over his bum and down his thighs before sliding his trousers down, letting them fall on their own. His gasp of pleasure enraptured me; he’d pleasured me and now it was his turn.
Sliding off the table, literally, it was very wet, I crouched down in front of him, taking his cock in my hands and squeezing it gently, caressing it and then I leant forward, stuck out my warm wet tongue and started licking it, teasing it as I looked up into his eyes. He was very sensitive and admitted that he’d abstained from any self-indulgence to save himself for this day. My mouth slid down over his entire length; I was hungry for it, the lust inside me taking over and wanting him to be pleasured to the full. Sucking hard and squeezing the base of his cock my mouth was filled with saliva and when I came up, he was glistening; it looked delicious.
He started shaking and asked if he could sit down and when he did, I knelt down between his knees and continued pleasuring him. He told me he loved to feel his cock deep in my mouth and I took pleasure in indulging myself as he watched my lips slide up and down.
“I have another present for you” he said “have you had enough presents yet?”
I laughed “you can never have enough presents hunni”
He stood and walked over to the table. From a bag, he produced another toy for me, this time a vibrating wand. He handed it to me.
“I want to watch you pleasure yourself, would you do that for me?”
“Only if I can watch you do the same” I teased
We were seated facing each other. I opened my legs and switched on the wand and looked into his eyes as I placed it on my pussy. The sensation was out of this world and the look on his face as he watched me was exciting me further. I increased the speed of the vibration and absorbed myself in the feelings running through me. I knew it wouldn’t take me long to cum, I was so close already. As I watched him wanking it turned me on so much that I just let go and enjoyed the feeling of yet another orgasm washing over me.
He got up and walked over to me, standing by the side of the chair, letting me suck his cock again for a while but we both wanted to fuck, I could see it in his eyes and him, in mine. I got up and leant over the desk, spreading my legs so that he could enter me. And god did he fuck me, he fucked me hard and fast, just as I asked him to, thrusting his cock inside me, sometimes slow and deep and then increasing speed again. Then he turned me around and I sat on the table facing him, wanting to watch his expression as he came inside me. I wanted him to fill me so that I could go home smelling and tasting of him. I loved watching him fuck me, watching him after a week or so of mystery and teasing, allowing himself the pleasure of sliding his cock inside me and the release that would follow.
In the midst of our passion he stepped back, not wanting to cum too soon. I slid off the table and turned around, lifting my left knee and resting it on the table as he filled me again. He was so close and I wanted him to cum.
“So, do you love fucking a dirtly little slut Mr L?”
“Fuck yes, you have got a gorgeous pussy”
“I want your hot spunk inside me – go on, fuck me really hard”
“Do you want this job Sam?”
“Yes I do, give it to me”
“You like me giving it to you don’t you”
“Fuck yes, I’ll do anything you want. I’m gonna fuck you while your working, and when you’re on the phone to your fucking clients”
He was pounding me now, his cock reaching deep inside me with every thrust and it wasn’t long until I felt him cum and his body relax against me. He was panting and sweaty from exertion; we both were and when he slipped out of me, I turned to face him.
“Are you ok” I asked softly and he nodded and smiled.
I put my arms around his neck and we kissed passionately, enjoying our last few moments together. Then I looked into his eyes…
“So, did I get the job then Mr L?”
“There will be a second interview Miss Sam, if you are still interested”
“Very much so Mr L”
“Then I will be in touch soon ok”
**
I drove home in a daze. I felt as if I had been part of something very special, very intimate and very erotic. I had taken part in his fantasy and was surprised at how responsive I had been. It was as if I had been under some kind of spell.
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