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Amit slowly got dressed. He was exhausted from the Sonya’s impressive interview. Dehydrated and tired, he ordered take out to be delivered immediately from the familiar sports bar downstairs.

Images of Sonya from the last hour rushed through his mind and stirred his body. She was relentless and competitive. She took initiative. He was convinced there really was nothing she would not do, with or without permission.

He also felt glad for the respite of an hour lunch break and two-hour preliminary legal exam of Maya. The next three hours will be helpful to regain his strength and readiness for the final hour of Maya’s “willing dedication” interview. He knew Maya would have a slight advantage in her knowledge of law and legal procedures over Sonya. While the difference was small, Sonya more than made up through the use of every asset at her disposal. She never liked to lose and would do whatever it takes to win. He had just experienced that personally. He knew this competition would be decided in the final hour of Maya’s interview.

Maya had never prepared for a case the way she used the last several hours to prepare for this interview. She was excited for the competition and nervous for what was at stake. All evening she thought back to conversations she overhead Amit have with other male lawyers describing what he most enjoyed from women in his sexual exploits. While Amit was always careful what he said in mixed company, she couldn’t help hearing when a conversation took place just a few feet away in a courthouse hallway or at the office coffee lounge. She had learned there was nothing lawyers liked to talk more about than their conquests, whatever the form. Her attention always piqued when she heard him talk about what turned him on. His honed gift of storytelling always aroused her and stimulated her imagination. She had enjoyed multiple orgasms over recent years by fantasizing herself in his stories, twice as she stood hidden around the corner while he spoke. She never imagined how useful the information might be.

Maya maximized her morning hours finalizing her preparations. She tried not to think about the unrestricted, all out assault Sonya was capable of in the privacy of Amit’s office. Maya poured herself a large glass of coffee. She emptied it down her parched throat, counting on it to heighten her courage and lower her inhibitions. It was time. She was ready.

Amit ate his lunch, contemplating the significance of these interviews as he enjoyed the view of the city. He felt strength and energy returning to his body. The hour passed quickly and was marked by a knock at his door. Amit slowly spun back around in his chair to face his desk. He pulled his tie firm around his neck and straightened the papers in front of him. He also was ready.

Maya stood nervously on the other side. She recognized she just knocked on the door of a new day. Walking through it would change her life, one way or the other. Everything she had worked for was at stake. Her performance the next three hours would determine the rest of her career and livelihood. She was glad to feel the coffee taking its warming effect throughout her body.

“Come in.”

Amit’s voice sounded strong and assertive through the solid wooden door. She turned the knob and walked in. His eyes widened and face lit up as he took in the vision of Maya’s beauty. She was always an attractive asset to the office, but he had never seen her so stunning.

She stood just inside the door wearing a lightly-starched almost sheer white sleeveless button blouse with an open collar. The top button on the blouse was positioned at the base of her cleavage and was left undone. Only the button below it was fastened, allowing the bottom of the blouse to open slightly to show off her dark firm stomach and belly button. Beneath the sheer white material of her blouse, Maya wore a lacy underwire shelf bra that completely exposed her dark full breasts. Her thick black nipples stood erect from her excitement and boldly pressed through the tightly fitting blouse. Maya was used to her large round tits mesmerizing any man with tons of testosterone. She normally enjoyed leaving them covered just enough to kindle their imagination. Today was different. The generous open cleavage and sheer material of the blouse put them on full display for Amit.

Maya’s white blouse was contrasted by a short red professional-looking leather skirt that stopped much higher than Maya normally wore. The skirt appeared painted on and Amit began to wonder with lust what her tight ass looked like on the other side. Maya’s bare long, firm legs descended from the skirt into a pair of red sexy two-inch heels that matched her skirt. Her legs glistened from the half bottle of baby oil she rubbed into them before arriving. She knew from her listening research that Amit had a preference for oiled bare legs. Maya’s topped it off by painting her large full lips a matching red and wore a classy string of white pearls around her neck. She held a small red and white basket purse in her hand.

Maya smiled knowing she had made a good first impression. She enjoyed the moment watching his eyes and imagination study the length and beauty of her form. “Good afternoon Maya.”

“It is a good afternoon, Amit” she replied confidently with a bright smile. “And it just got better.”

“Please lock the door and have a seat.”

She turned to close and lock the door behind her. Amit gasped from across the room. Her firm muscular ass in that tight red skirt stirred his loins. She turned around and walked toward the leather chair across from his desk where everything started the day before. His eyes were riveted on her. Maya’s firm breasts jiggled slightly as she moved. They demanded his attention. The closer she got, the more beautiful she became. Maya noticed the lingering aroma of the morning’s sex in the room and four leather straps lying on the floor at each corner of his desk. They confirmed what would be expected of her.

She placed her small basket on the end table next to the chair. She took her seat, allowing the soft leather to embrace her ebony body. She crossed her long shiny legs and smiled at her rugged masculine boss across the desk. “I’m all yours.”

Before we begin, I need you to sign this please.” Amit slid the single piece of paper across his desk. “It is a simple waiver indicating your willing participation without coercion or being under duress as a mutually consenting adult. It applies to our interview today and beyond.”

Maya scanned the legalese and smiled. “I really am all yours.” She signed it and passed it back.

“Thank you,” Amit said accepting her consent. “Let’s begin with your legal competency.” Amit drilled Maya with the same intensity as he had Sonya on matters of relevant law. Maya answered the questions flawlessly. Her responses were also calm and confident, despite beads of sweat that formed on her face and chest. Amit couldn’t remember when his ability to focus was challenged more than the vision of Maya’s moist body in his leather chair. At the end of the two hours, her damp tight blouse adhered to her firm round dark breasts.

Amit’s cock had been hard for more than an hour and ached for relief behind his desk. He picked up the papers in front of him, opened the side drawer to his desk and placed them inside. “Very impressive Maya,” Amit complemented with a broad smile. “You clearly know your stuff.”

“Thank you Amit.” She looked up at the clock. It was five minutes to three.

“All that is left is the opportunity for you to demonstrate the scope of your willing dedication.” He dropped his gaze to her moist sexy cleavage, down the length of her body, then back to her eyes. His dick remained rock hard behind the cover of his large desk. Maya felt butterflies from nervousness and excitement. She could only imagine what Sonya had been capable of that morning. She felt her resolve grow.

“Well, Amit,” she said adjusting her posture by sitting up taller in the chair and recrossing her long shiny legs. “Exactly how can I demonstrate that to you? As I told you yesterday, the scope of my willingness is bounded only by the limits of your imagination and desires.”

“As you know Maya, initiative is important here. I have no doubt now you will gladly do anything I ask.” Maya felt a small victory in his words. “However, I need more than that. I need you to demonstrate how far you will go on your own initiative to please me.”

“You want me to take control,” she quickly deduced.

“Yes,” he affirmed.

“For the next hour, you are completely in charge of what happens in this room.” The wheels of Maya’s mind began to spin. She had another fleeting thought about how Sonya would have responded to an invitation like this. She pushed the thought away and focused on her preparations for this moment. “The only way I will discover the limitations of your willing dedication, if any, is if you are in charge” he continued. “The time is yours. The room is yours. I am yours. You have one hour to convince me.”

Cold chills covered Maya’s body. Amit’s invitation exceeded every previous fantasy she had of him. Maya stood up. “Well then,” she said seductively, “let’s get this party started. Why don’t you get up from behind that big desk of yours and join me over here.” Amit stood up. His long hard erect cock strained the material of his tight Italian slacks. “Very nice,” she said impressed by the size of his bulge. “Leave your coat there and join me. I have something for you.”

She opened the small red and white basket as Amit walked around his desk toward her. She pulled out a small plate with eight strawberries covered in white and dark chocolate and set it on the small table.

“My favorite,” he whispered.

“I know,” she said seductively. “You also like whipped cream,” she added as she pulled a small can out of her purse.

“How do you know?” he asked surprised and impressed.

“Because I listen,” she said looking into his bright blue eyes. “Since working here I have listened carefully to your whispers of what you like and don’t like; what you find irresistible and turns you on.” She picked up a strawberry by its stem, turned and pressed her body into his as she raised it to his mouth. She pushed one of her legs in between his and felt the firmness of his dick against her abdomen. He reached around to hold Maya tight against him. She felt her body melt at the touch of his hand in the center of her damp lower back. “Open up,” she said seductively.

Amit took the large dark chocolate covered strawberry into his mouth. He imagined it was one of her engorged black nipples that had tormented him for the last two hours. The strawberry exploded its juice in his mouth as he bit down. Maya reached up with her other hand to catch the sweet drops escaping from the corners of his mouth with her finger. She coyly licked it clean with a pass of her tongue.

“You’re good,” he said impressed.

Maya smiled knowing there was a difference between fucking him and making love to him. She counted on doing both before the hour was up.

She gave him a small kiss and enjoyed the taste of strawberry on his lips. “You know what else I know about you?” she asked.

“What’s that?” he said with renewed curiosity.

“I know you are ready to explode out of desire to fuck my tits for all they’re worth.”

“How did you know?” he again asked with surprise.

“I listen,” she said with complete control. “I believe a dedicated employee needs to know what her boss wants, even before he asks. Don’t you?”

His knees buckled at her seductive tone and confidence.

“For every strawberry, I want a piece of your clothes,” she said continuing her plan of seduction. Amit quickly removed his tie and threw it on his desk. “Good boy,” she said. She picked up a white coated berry and rubbed it around his lips before placing it against his open mouth.

“Your shirts now,” she said, picking up another berry. Amit pulled both shirts over his head in one smooth motion. He turned to her with a smile. His hand reached up to take one of her large firm tits in his hand. “Not yet, Amit.” She took his hand in hers. “Let’s get you undressed first.” She giggled as she teased him with the next strawberry, touching the tip of his nose with it, before dropping it into his mouth. The berry melted with flavor and juices in his mouth.

“Now your shoes and socks, Amit.” He quickly obliged and consumed the next berry. “Now the moment I have been waiting for.” She reached up and began to unbuckle the belt of his pants. She unfastened his pants and guided the zipper down. She pushed both hands into the front of his pants to aggressively massage his pulsating cock and balls. Amit legs began to buckle again. His pants and boxers dropped to his ankles.

“Oh gawd, you’re going to make me cum.” His body began to shake with immanent orgasm. “Oh, gawd!”

She quickly pulled her hands away and reached over to pick up another strawberry. “Good boy,” she said again, knowing she had him right where she wanted him.

“Oh gawd, don’t stop Maya. Please don’t stop!” His raging dick throbbed enough to beat against his abdomen above it.

“Here,” she said in her calm controlled seductive voice. “I owe you a strawberry.” His mouth was open from the agony of her torture. She placed it in his mouth. He enjoyed the feel of its texture and the taste of its sweet juices in his dry mouth.

“Now my turn,” she said. “Suddenly I am feeling way over dressed.”

Amit needed no further permission. He released the only button securing her blouse. He slipped it off her shoulders and allowed it to fall to the floor. He couldn’t remember anything more beautiful than her full breasts standing out toward him, supported by the feminine white lacy shelf bra. He reached up to take them in each hand.

“Ah, ah,” she said raising one hand. “In due time.” Her teasing was tormenting him. He wanted to consume her entire body. She turned to expose her bare back and the small zipper in the back of her skirt. He moved close to take hold of the zipper. As he did, Maya stepped back and pushed her ass against his still hard cock. She reached behind to take hold of his backside with both hands. She pulled him close to force his dick against her leather-covered ass. He moaned as she slowly grinded her ass against his throbbing cock. His large hands took hold of her tiny waist. Her ass danced against his lap.

“Oh gawd, here it is!” he cried. “I’m going to cum.” She again pulled away. His body rocked in greater agony. “Don’t stop,” he begged.

“I won’t,” she promised. “First things first, my zipper please.”

He took the small zipper between his fingers and lowered it until it stopped. He wasted no time pealing the paint of her skirt off of her. It slid down the length of her long legs and into a clump around her ankles. He reached down and massaged both cheeks of her beautiful ass in his hands. She unclasped her lacy shelf bra tossed it on his desk. Finishing her striptease, she kept her legs straight as she bent over at the waist in front of throbbing cock. She slowly lowered her matching white thong down the length of her long black legs and stepped out of them. She playfully tossed it next to her bra on his desk.

Maya slowly turned around and stepped up onto the leather chair. She sat at the top of the chair with her feet on its seat. Her knees were elevated from the heels on the seat. She smiled invitingly and spread her knees wide before him.

“I have another strawberry for you.” She picked up a monstrous juicy white chocolate covered strawberry from the plate. “I saved this one, just for this.” She used the fingers of her other hand to spread the lips of her pussy, as she lowered the strawberry to her pink flesh. Maya stroked the length of her love box with the point of the swollen berry, giving extra attention to her enlarged clit. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes while stimulating herself to near orgasm with the fruit in her hand. The chocolate of the berry coated her love box as the heat of her pussy melted it off. Maya’s body began to shake. Her nipples stood a full inch in reaction to her pussy’s arousal. Maya let out a moan as she suddenly pushed the entire large berry deep into her pussy.

“Eat me,” Maya ordered and half-begged. “Eat me like I am the last woman on earth. When I cum, the berry will be yours. You’ve never had strawberry and cream like this.” Amit kneeled on the seat of the soft leather chair between Maya’s legs. He buried his face into her cunt, with hunger. His tongue circled her clit before massaging it to submission. Maya’s back arched. She involuntarily pushed her love box harder into his face. Amit masterfully sucked her clit in and out of his mouth, while his tongue laid siege on her swollen button. Maya squealed with delight.

“Oh Shhhhiiiiitttt!” she screamed as her hips began to buck wildly. “Harder! Faster!” Amit pulled her closer. Maya’s juices poured from her berry-filled pussy like she hadn’t given in weeks. Maya reached up and took Amit’s head in her hands. She pulled his face against her. His lips were sealed against her pussy lips. She squeezed from within her body, forcing the love-coated berry to be delivered into his mouth. “Aaauuugh!” she said.

“Mmmmmmm” he said. “I’ve never tasted better.”

Maya lost no time and quickly recomposed herself. She pulled his face up to hers and gave him a long wet kiss. She enjoyed the taste of her own love juices on his lips. She whispered into his ear. “That dick of yours has an appointment with my tits.” Amit smiled at the thought.

Maya reached over and picked up the small can of whipped cream. She shook it, pulled the top off, and handed it to him. “I believe whipped cream is another specialty of yours.”

He stopped asking how she knew these things. She just did.

“Cover my breasts the way you like it,” she said.

He turned the can upside down and circled her left breast with whipped cream. Maya smiled. He raised the can again and continued to circle around her breast moving toward her erect nipple until the entire surface of her massive firm mound was covered. “Very nice,” she complemented. “What can you do with the other one?” she asked.

Amit repeated the pattern, completely covering her right tit with the sweat cream.

“Dessert is served,” she said. She took the can from him and placed it back on table. Maya lowered herself into the seat of the leather chair in front of his hard cock. His cock waved in front of her, begging for attention from the torment. She took his meat into her hands and began to massage her cream-coated tits with it. He leaned forward and pressed his cock against her chest. Maya cupped each of her breasts in her small hands, unable to hold them all. She pressed them together, enclosing his long hard shaft in her snow-covered moguls.

He moaned in the delight for how his hot engorged member felt between the coolness of her whipped cream coated breasts.

“Fuck my tits,” she said in her soft sultry voice. “Fuck them like I know you love to do,” she demanded. She felt his shaft begin to move up and down the length of her sternum. She pushed her full round tits tighter around him.

“Oh damn,” he said in response. The warm softness of her skin, the coolness of the cream, and her awareness of what turned him on took him over the edge.

“Faster, she said, pushing the mass of her tits together as hard as she could. “Faster! Cover me with your hot cream,” she begged. Her teasing and delays had caused his orgasm to build up like a volcano. He passed the point of no return.

“Oooohhhhh” he cried out as a thick long ribbon of cum shot from between her tits. The force of the initial load caused the wide airborne stream to travel past her neck and land as a thick broad across her face.

“Yes,” she said, “faster. I want it all.”

Amit continued to pump her tits relentlessly. The whipped cream served to lubricate her cleavage and allowed him to drill her tits with reckless abandon. Every pass unloaded a new covering on her face and tits.

“Don’t stop,” she begged. “I want to be covered in your juices.” His white cum decorated her skin. When she felt exhaustion begin to slow his pace, she moved lower in the chair to take his wet dick deep into her mouth. He moaned feeling his cream covered dick between her succulent lips. She took over the pumping action, determined to drain him again with another orgasm.

Maya’s tongue worked the head of his shaft as her lips took his member down her throat. She bobbed on his dick with an insatiable hunger. It only took a few minutes before cold chills began to cover his body and his hips began to buck against her face.

“Oh gawd Maya, oh gawd Maya, you’re going to take it again.” Maya sucked harder, forcing his member deep against the back of her throat. “Oooohhhhh sssshhhhiiiitttt!” His hips thrust forward, slamming against her. She felt warm thick bullets of cum shoot into her mouth and down her pipes. She took his ass in her hands and continued to pump his cock in and out of her mouth. She tightened her lips to prevent any escape. He would be done when her thirst was quenched.

Amit collapsed on top of her. Their bare skin lay against the soft leather of the chair. She enjoyed softly caressing his ribbed abdomen and lightly massaging his softened dick in her hand. He caressed and kissed her soft tits. Her black nipples felt good as he rolled them between his fingers. They laid there for five minutes enjoying the intimacy of the quiet moment.

“I have to have you in me,” she whispered. “I need to feel what it’s like to have your thick cock own me,” she begged. “I’ve fantasized about it so many times. Make my dreams come true Amit.”

Amit was surprised to feel his body respond so readily to the invitation. He rose to the occasion. He knew it has everything to do with Maya’s sultry voice, enticing invitation and irresistible body. There was something special about her magic.

Maya slipped out of the chair and kneeled on the floor in front of him. She pulled Amit’s athletic legs toward her and took his half stiff member into her mouth. She unleashed her tongue and lips on his dick that had been punished by these two women all day. She instantly felt it begin to grow hard, long and firm. She pulled her thick lips off and instructed him to sit back in the chair.

Amit glanced at the clock, hoping time would stop. Maya’s gaze followed his. There were only ten minutes left in the hour. Maya slid her body up his muscular frame and straddled him in the chair. She took his firm member in one hand while opening her pussy lips with the other. She slowly massaged her love box with the massive head of his cock before plunging it deep within her. They moaned in unison harmony as her body descended onto his. The muscles within her pussy squeezed and massaged the welcome intruder as she rhythmically raised and lowered herself above him. She had dreamed of this moment many times. Up to now, she had only been able to imagine the feeling of him making love to her. The feeling of him inside her exceeded any wet dream she had ever had.

“Oh Amit, I’m going to cum again.” The tingling in her body caused her to increase her speed. Amit reached up and massaged her tits in his hands. He enjoyed how her soft firm skin filled each hand. Maya threw her head back. Amit took each nipple between his fingers to give them a gentle knead. “Squeeze them Amit, squeeze them harder.” Amit obliged. “You’re going to make me cum!” He squeezed and rolled her large thimble-sized black nipples between his fingers. “Yes! Yes!” Maya’s body quaked on top of him. Cold chills covered her body as wave after wave of her most intense orgasm sent ripples throughout her vibrating body.

Amit watched Maya’s body rock and tremble in ecstasy. Her tits shook and her body convulsed as her pussy relentlessly pounded his dick. Amit’s body responded with lusty abandon. He could feel the pleasure of her wet pussy’s siphoning work on his hard dick. His head began to spin. They both looked at the clock. They were a minute past the hour. Time was up. They smiled at each other without any intention of stopping. Amit fingers dug into the leather of the chair as his orgasm erupted within her. He thrust his hips to ram thick deposits into her. Maya rode with an insatiable thirst to drain him of everything he had. When she was done, Amit’s spent body lay limp under her. Maya fell forward exhausted, smothering his face with her ample tits. They basked in each other’s arms to catch their breath.

“Mmmmm,” Maya hummed. She slowly got up from the chair, releasing his softened dick from her cum filled pussy. Her lips touched his, giving him a small kiss. “I am willing and able,” she whispered in her familiar sultry voice.

“Yes you are,” he agreed in a soft voice.

Maya pulled her white thong and red skirt up her long legs. She turned her back to Amit and asked for help with the zipper. She was fully capable herself, but thought he would enjoy the sight of sealing her tight ass in the red leather. She wrapped the shelf bra under her tits and slipped her sexy blouse over her head. She picked up her small basket, leaving the remaining two strawberries and whipped cream for him. “See you at five,” she said as she strode across the large office toward the door. She felt confident about her interview and wondered how it compared to Sonya’s.

“Sonya may have made the first impression,” Maya thought to herself, “but I have certainly left the last one.” She turned the bolt lock, opened the door and looked back over her shoulder toward Amit. His body remained molded in the soft leather chair; his eyes were fixed on her. She smiled at him, walked through the door and closed it behind her.

Chapter Four – Deliberations

Maya walked to her desk, more out of habit than purpose. The office was almost vacant and dark. It was late Friday afternoon at the end of a difficult week for Desai & Diwanji. Maya sat down and let out a deep sigh. She could feel her pussy still quivering from the last hour of attention. She felt good. The small digital clock on her desk read 4:16.

“45 minutes,” she thought to herself. Her body felt good, but her mind couldn’t help wondering if she had been good enough. Her mind replayed the ecstasy of the last hour. She smiled as she relieved it in her mind.

“You look hot!” Sonya’s words startled Maya.

“What are you doing here?” Maya looked up at Sonya standing next to her desk. She was showered, confident and refreshed. She looked sexy in a small blue mini dress and her two inch black heels from the morning.

Sonya smiled seeing the drying evidence of Maya’s rendezvous with Amit on her hair, face and exposed chest.

“Buy you a drink beautiful?” Sonya asked. “You look like you can use one.”

“What?” Maya asked surprised.

“Why not? We’re both here,” Sonya answered. “We’ve both made our case and done what we can. It’s now in the hands of the jury. We can spend the next 40 minutes sitting here in the dark or go to the bar downstairs. My treat.”

Maya paused to contemplate her sexy rival’s invitation. Sonya was dressed to kill. The look in her eyes said she was ready to fuck an army if the opportunity presented itself. Sonya’s tiny royal blue dress exposed most of her cleavage and was just tight enough to support her round tits without a bra. Maya doubted the material of Sonya’s short dress would have fully covered her ass if it wasn’t for the lift of her two inch heels. She was also sure Sonya was wearing nothing between her naked body and the shiny blue material of her short dress.

“So how ’bout it beautiful. Can I buy you a drink?”

“Couldn’t hurt,” Maya said as she stood up to accept the invitation. She felt two drops of Amit’s cum escape her pussy and descend the inside of her thigh.

Eyes turned as the bombshells walked through the doors of the popular sports bar on the first floor of the Desai & Diwanji building. The Friday evening early bird business was brisk. Sports channels on multiple televisions competed with the sounds of loud music, laughter and conversations around the room. Maya and Sonya slipped into a small vacant booth in back and ordered two large martinis on special. Their first moments in the booth together felt awkward. Neither could have imagined what this day would hold for them when they walked into work the day before. Curiosity and admiration ricocheted silently between them. They both downed the first martini and ordered another.