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The Interview: I've never had one, but I think I'm about to have a panic attack. I'm sitting at my computer in my disheveled bedroom, dresses and lingerie strewn across my bed, every pair of shoes that I own scattered on the floor, there is even one of my bras hanging from my dresser mirror. If I think hard, I may remember how my favorite piece of red lacy lingerie got there, but for now, that was the least of my concerns. In ten minutes, I am going to join a Zoom meeting and be interviewed for a job. I'm really not very concerned about the job or the interview either. I'm doing fine as an independent software developer. If I don't get the job, I won't be heartbroken. After three years, working alone at home, I crave the experience of in-person contact with other humans again, and this position would be a very good fit. Not to brag or anything, but my research about this company leads me to believe that they need me more than I need them. So as far as the interview is concerned, it's likely going to be me interviewing them. What has my stomach tied in knots is that I know one the guys that will be on the video call. Well, more like I knew him way back in high school. Ok, this is someone I had a huge crush on. Now a normal woman my age (I just turned thirty) would only be slightly bemused at the prospect of running into an old childhood crush. But not me. Let me backtrack a little. The first day of my freshman year, I was trying to cram my things into my assigned locker when a group of upper class students, a few guys in letter jackets and their sycophantic girlfriends intentionally knocked me down as they passed by. Presumably this was the accepted way to greet incoming students, particularly bespectacled overweight ones, and let them know they were insignificant blots on humanity. Before I could react, the tall (he looked at least 6' 1'' from my perspective on the floor), unshaven, senior whose locker was somehow next to mine, yelled "Get back here and apologize you fucking morons, now!" and miraculously the two guys who pushed me did just that. That was my introduction to Josh Martin. For the entirety of my freshman year I was perpetually late to classes because I would wait until Josh stopped at his locker, just so that I could get another look at his well sculpted body and virile good looks. I especially savored the times when he had just left gym class and still had sweat dripping along the side of his face. The scent was intoxicating. I, of course, would have died of embarrassment if Josh, or anyone for that matter, knew about my attraction. On the last day of the school year, the day Josh graduated, I slipped a note into his locker, thanking him for being a friend. I didn't see him again after that, but I did get an invitation to his graduation party. I was pretty disappointed when I saw that it was during the week I would be gone with my parents on vacation. I guess the main reason why Josh remains such a vivid memory for me is because he was my inspiration to change myself, to care about my body and how I looked. By the end of high school, I had managed to shed over fifty pounds. And I've managed to keep that attitude and determination to this very day. If I say so myself, I've become a very attractive woman (if you can believe most of the comments on my Instagram account). Then last week I got an email from Josh. Apparently he is a manager at one of the companies where I had sent my resume. .............................................. To: Aaron Patterson From: Josh Martin, Director Product Development Re: Interview for Software Architect Position Aaron, you will shortly be receiving a packet of information and a request for a video interview from our company. When my HR department forwarded me the list of candidates and a summary of their resumes, I noted that they had inadvertently transcribed your name incorrectly as "Erin" on the material they sent. My apologies and I look forward to seeing my old locker neighbor again. Regards, Josh .............................................. In ten minutes, Josh, is going to find out that his HR department is not incompetent. He is about to discover that in the intervening years, in addition to the weight loss he started to observe, I've made several other changes to my body. Two of the changes are why there is a red bra hanging from my mirror. At eight minutes before the interview I started to wonder why on earth did I spend hours digging though everything in my closet, trying to find the perfect dress and high heels to wear to a Zoom meeting. I seriously doubt I'll be asked to stand up and twirl around. Which I do love to do in front of a mirror. But that would be a terribly sexist thing to ask me to do. Was I hoping that Josh might ask me that? With five minutes to go, I double checked my settings to make sure I've set my background image correctly, otherwise my red bra will be prominently displayed over my left shoulder. I then begin to worry about my makeup. Maybe I should run to the bathroom and check it again, for at least the tenth or eleventh time. But if I do that now, I'm much more likely to fuck it up. Right on time, the meeting started and I had no problem picking Josh out of the five people displayed on my screen. He is just as handsome as I remembered. No, more handsome. Even this tiny picture of him exudes sex appeal. I can't wait until he talks and his visage fills the entire screen (this oversized, high resolution monitor is going to be worth every penny I spent on it). But through the entire hour long interview Josh does not speak. He just stares or looks down at something. Probably his phone. As distracting as this is, the interview proceeds much like I suspected. The other four interviewers spend most of their time pitching the company. At the end, they clearly stated that they would be making an offer and looked forwarded to working with me soon. One by one, each signed off and disappeared from my screen until only Josh was left, still silently staring until he too blinked out. I sat there staring at my blank screen for what seemed like an eternity, with several confusing thoughts competing with each other, my addled brain unable to focus. I was startled out of my mental fog when my computer started to signal an incoming FaceTime call. What I had thought was an eternity, turned out to be only a minute or two. I didn't recognize the incoming number but I suspected it might from the company I'd just interviewed with. When I answered the call, Josh's face filled the screen, but instead of the blank stare I'd witnessed for the last hour, he was smiling. "Hi Erin," he greeted me, "and that's 'Erin' with an 'E', just to be clear," he laughed, sounding embarrassed and apologetic. "So you can speak." I teased, feeling a little relieved and a little bit cocky. "I wasn't supposed to. If you had read the fine print in the packet we sent, it pointed out that anyone with a previous relationship like friend, family, or other to the candidate, will only be there to observe, so that they don't try to influence the other interviewers. It's right there on the bottom of page twelve, buried in a footnote. Can't imagine how you missed it." He laughed. "So that's one mistake each. We're tied. But I think yours might be a bit more embarrassing," I chided. "Yeah, that email was the stupidest thing I've ever done professionally. If I'd just Googled your name, your LinkedIn profile would have clued me in right away." "Was that what you were doing during the interview?" "Yeah, as soon as I saw a beautiful woman and not a guy on the screen I wondered if our high school weirdly had someone named 'Erin Patterson' in the same class as yours. But then the more likely answer occurred to me. So, yes, I was checking out your LinkedIn page, but mostly I was checking out your Instagram account. That kept me entertained for most of the hour." "Ok, are you allowed to say that?" I asked, surprised that he was obviously referring to a few vacation photos where I'm wearing a bikini. "Sure, you're not an employee, yet. And if you accept our offer, you wouldn't be reporting to me. Actually, despite my lofty sounding job title, you would actually be higher in our pay scale. Also, to be absolutely clear, this is a personal phone call to an old friend. That's why I'm using FaceTime on my personal phone." "Ok, so this isn't part of the interview process then. So, do you have any questions for me, now that we're not having an official meeting?" I asked. "Umm, let's see... Yes, I have three questions," he answered. "Ok, shoot." I said. "First. Why didn't you email me back immediately and correct my mistake?" "Fair enough. I didn't know how you'd react. I've had mixed results when I've come out to people I've known. I suppose I thought there was the chance you could cancel the interview." "I can understand that. Let me assure you I wouldn't have. Also, if it matters to you, our HR department screens out any non-relevant information. Your resume came out on top based only on education, work history, and skills." "Thanks. Good to know." "Ok second question. Do you still have a crush on me?" He asked shamelessly. "What!! How? Why do you think..." I stuttered hopelessly, unable to prevent myself from turning several deep shades of red in embarrassment. "Ok, we'll skip that one for now," he smiled. "Maybe you can answer it later, after you say 'yes' to my third question. Can I take you out to dinner, as a way to apologize and to catch up as old friends? Remember, there is only one acceptable answer." "Ahh... yes?" I sheepishly answered. "Great! How about this Saturday, say around seven? I'll pick you up, ok" "Ahh... ok. Is this just casual or..." I started to ask. "Umm... I think I should apologize in style, so I'm thinking about a fairly nice restaurant. Someplace where you might wear that red bra behind you." Fuck, I totally forgot I didn't have a background image with FaceTime. The Preparation: I had three days to build this up in my mind to be something it clearly wasn't. A date with Josh Martin. The sight of Josh smiling at me, saying I was beautiful, and the brief but playful banter we had, was enough to arouse my small girl cock and harden my nipples. I haven't been out on a date in over three months, and that one turned out to be a bust. Nice, polite guy that did nothing for me sexually. Actually, it's been almost six months since I've gotten laid. My usually analytical brain was already plotting a full out seduction and any rules I that I had about one night stands or not having sex until the third date, had been rescinded. Even the arrival of an email making me a very substantial job offer did little to deter me. If trying to get Josh to fuck me, fucked the job offer, I could live with that. I already had another interview in the offing. I didn't have another hunky man in the offing. I had the perfect unworn dress, tags still on it, waiting in my closet for the perfect occasion. I slipped the sleeveless sheath dress off its hanger and held it up to my curvaceous body and looked in the mirror. I'm always amazed at what eight years of estrogen and a rigorous exercise regimen did to a body I once hated. This silky, plum colored dress was meant to show off that body. The deep scoop neckline and fitted bodice should tantalize Josh with thoughts of the red bra and my boobs hiding beneath. I put the dress aside on the bed and took out the red bra and matching panties from the dresser along with a new package of sheer nude thigh high stockings. Then from my closet, I retrieved the finishing touch, my four inch stilettos, my 'red fuck me pumps'. Those heels, added to my 5'7'', should allow me to gaze into Josh's eyes and look longingly at his lips, bringing them close enough to kiss. After taking a shower, making sure I was completely smooth all over, and moisturizing myself from my head, down to my beautifully pedicured toes, I began to get dressed. Just slipping on my red lace panties caused my girl cock to get excited. That was another reason the dress I chose was perfect. It had a slightly flared skirt. Just enough to prevent anyone seeing how turned on I was by my dinner companion. Putting on stockings has always been an erotic experience for me. Besides the feeling of how the delicate fabric encases my legs, l love the visual, sensual effect. Exposing my legs and toes, able to see them through the tightly woven threads, the stockings are a distinctly feminine boundary preventing direct access to my nakedness. While still in a state of arousal, I walked over to my nightstand and opened the drawer. If the high school locker room rumors were correct, if I succeeded in seducing Josh, I needed to be prepared. I took out a tube of lube, pulled down my panties, carefully worked a large butt plug into my hole, and pulled my panties back up. Putting on a pink lounging robe, I spent most of the remaining time before seven o'clock applying my makeup and a splash of perfume. Moments after I'd stepped into my dress and guided the silk garment over my hips and breasts, zipping it up the back, the door bell rang. I peeked out my bedroom window and saw a black Mercedes in the driveway. I smiled to myself thinking "what else would Josh Martin be driving?" I grabbed my purse and heels and hurried down the steps. The Date: When I opened the door I could see by the way he was grinning, that all of my preparations were having the desired effect. But Josh quickly recovered. "The bell just rang. You're going to be late to class again if you keep waiting for me to show up." "Obviously I failed miserably at hiding my crush on you. Also obviously, you didn't out me. For that reason alone, I'll answer your second question. Yes, I still have a crush on you." Josh grinned again, but said nothing. I dropped my heels on the floor, and said, as I started to step into one of the stilettos, "Give me hand here, these things are a bit tricky." I made sure to wiggle my toes to get his attention and held out my hand asking for support. In reality, I wear heels all the time and probably could win a race in them. But Josh gallantly knelt down, and held my shoes while I placed a hand on his shoulder as I slowly slid into each shoe. It was the first time as a woman, getting to touch the man I've fantasized about and letting his masculine scent linger around me. As he stood up, I did a quick twirl. "Thank you! That's better, I can see you now from up here," I giggled playfully. "You really don't look that much different from the last time I saw you. Less teenage heartthrob, and a lot more sophisticated man of the world." I was hoping that I wasn't laying it on too thick, but he seemed to be taking it as more playful banter. I liked that. I can be myself around him, I thought to myself. On the way to the restaurant we started to talk about how we've both changed. If I've learned anything as a woman, it's that men like to talk about themselves. I guess I might have known that as a dorky boy who nobody was interested in learning about. I spent a lot of time listening to others. Mostly he talked about college and his career. Since I was more interested in his personal life, I was surprised to find out Josh was divorced and hadn't pursued a relationship since then. He had married his high school girlfriend. Guess she was one of those sycophantic girls. While Josh matured, she didn't. When he found out she was sleeping around with several of their old high school friends, he divorced her. Then he told me that I may be the only person from back then that he has any respect for. While I pondered that information, we arrived at the restaurant. We were seated in a cozy booth, overlooking a lake. It was almost too romantic of a setting and I began to wonder who was seducing who. After the waiter brought the bottle of wine we ordered, we toasted our reunion. Then it was my turn. "So, as you can see, I've hardly changed at all." "Really? Is that the standard glib line that a trans woman makes to change the subject?" He responded. "Sorry, self deprecating humor is a crutch I sometimes use. Ok. Since you've already read all about my transition on Instagram, go ahead, ask me anything. I'll even give you a pass to ask the one thing you should never ask a trans woman." Josh had done his homework. He was really interested in what I'd gone through to be me. And he did not ask about my genitals. I think I was falling out of lust with Josh, and dangerously falling in love. The Seduction: After dinner, sipping on espressos, Josh commented, "Well, I am a bit overwhelmed by what you've accomplished. I wish we could have stayed in touch. I'm curious, what are you most proud of?" I thought for a while before giving him my honest answer. "This is a totally silly answer, but I am really proud of my girls here," I giggled while clutching a boob in each hand. "All natural, I grew them myself." "Well, it does appear that you have a lot there to be proud of," Josh agreed, possibly leering at me for the first time. "Too bad you can't see them in that red bra I have on," I teased. "You're wearing it now?" I just smiled coyly and licked the rim of my cup before taking another sip. "Prove it, I dare you," he challenged me, a huge grin spread across his handsome face, with a mischievous twinkle in his eye. I looked around to room and no one was looking our way. I slowly pulled my arm behind my back, finding the zipper of my dress and pulling it down just long enough to let my fingers quickly release the hook of my bra. With my right hand, I reached under the left shoulder strap of my dress and pulled a thin red strap into view. In a well rehearsed move, I slipped my left elbow up and through the strap, my right hand then grabbing the strap on the other side and pulling the bra out through my dress. Josh's mouth hung open in shock when I reached under the table and deposited my bra onto his lap, making sure to graze his thigh with my hand as I let go. I could feel his muscles tense and how powerful they must be. The thought of him controlling me with them sent a wave up my own thighs and I started to feel my girl cock strain against the front panel of my panties. Josh looked down at the bra, lying in his lap, not knowing what to do with it. He looked back and forth several times between the bra and my face, with the most enigmatic expression I could muster. Finally he managed to discreetly slip my bra into his jacket pocket and then immediately wave to our waiter for the the check. He drove me back to my house in silence, driving over the speed limit, glancing nervously at the car mirrors, in between fleeting glances towards me. Had I embarrassed him? Frightened him? Disgusted him? I couldn't tell. But I also might have let him know that I was seriously attracted to him. That I'd willingly accept his advances. Willing to accept his love. When we arrived at my front door, Josh stood behind me while I unlocked it. I walked in, not knowing if he had turned and left without a word. As I laid my purse and keys on my entryway table, I suddenly felt a warm breath on the back of my neck followed by strong hands sliding around my waist, then inching upwards towards my breasts. If that was all I would experience, I would be satisfied for life. I could masturbate to that memory forever. Josh looked over my shoulder, down at the table, where I had left a printed copy of the job offer. "Please say yes," he whispered in my ear, reaching down and touching the letter. "Yes," I whispered. "Where is your bedroom?" He whispered. "Up those stairs," I gestured. "Please say yes," he whispered. "Yes!" I said loudly, spinning around and pressing my lips to his. He wrapped his strong arms around me and kissed me with a passion I'd never experienced. My lips parted and accepted his tongue as mine explored every inch of his mouth. I could taste the remains of the espresso and brandy we'd drunk. The scent of his cologne filled my nostrils and I was aching to have more of him. I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck, almost daring him to try to break my hold. Instead, he lifted me off the floor. I wrapped my legs around his waist, letting my 'fuck me pumps' fall off my stockinged feet. Josh carried me up the stairs and into my bedroom, our mouths never releasing the tight bond they had made. Josh laid me gently on my back on the bed, and laid on top of me, his groin still pressed firmly between my legs. I began to grind myself against him, pleasuring my girl cock with the intimate, rhythmic pressure. Then I felt it. The rapidly hardening of a large male penis. I gleefully rejoiced that the rumors were true. I couldn't wait to touch it. "Please say yes," I whispered, placing my hand between our bodies and caressing the growing bulge. "Yes" Josh rolled off of me while I sat up quickly and began unbuckling his pants, and pulling them off of him. I paused for a second to admire the his muscular legs, contemplating the thrust they could generate. When I looked up towards his thighs, I saw Josh had already pulled down his shorts and was waiting for me to service him. It was a glorious sight. And I was up to the challenge because I wanted it as big and as hard as possible. I straddled his legs and pulled my dress off over my head and threw it across the room, onto a chair. "Nice toss!" He laughed. "You can be on the company softball team. We can play together in the outfield." I of course was envisioning Josh and I naked, fucking each other in the grass to the cheers of thousands in the stands. I slowly bent over him and let my nipples brush against the swollen head of his cock. A little precum seeped out and I used a nipple to wipe it clean. I rubbed my moistened nipple and it hardened and became more sensitive than ever. I continued my downward descent until my lips hovered over the cock head before gently planting a kiss on it. Josh immediately squirmed and instinctively thrust his hips upwards, forcing his cock into my eager mouth. He relaxed, and I began to savor the taste of the precum, licking it clean as it flowed out. As I got used to its girth, I began to take him deeper into my mouth. When I went a bit to far and gagged, Josh admonished me, "Take it easy girl, I don't want you to hurt yourself." How can this guy be so perfect? I didn't dare think he could love me. I held his cock with both hands while my mouth and tongue massaged the full length of his manhood. I wondered if he had a pet name for it. I'll have to ask. Finally I had to remove one hand and reach into my panties and rub my own tip. The hormone therapy might have diminished my ability to get a huge erection, but I'm more sensitive all over, my small cock behaving like a large clit. As I rubbed myself, I felt a tug on my panties. Josh had sat up and reached around me in order to take off my panties. I was suddenly apprehensive about how Josh would react to seeing my small penis. It was the last vestige of my birth gender. Would it destroy his view of me as a female? "What is this?" I heard him ask, and my heart sunk. I felt tears starting to form. I was afraid I was going to cry. I would not let him see me cry! I'd throw him and his beautiful cock out on the street. But when I looked up, I saw he was pointing to my ass and he had a huge grin plastered across his face. "Is that a butt plug?!" I had actually forgotten about it, being too sexually aroused and focused on making Josh happy and impressed with my blowjob techniques. "Ahh... yes" I said sheepishly and blushing. "Is this supposed to stop me and help me?" He asked. "Help..." I said. "You heard rumors, did'nt you?" He laughed. Very weakly, I mumbled, "Yeah, I guess." "Well, since you went to all this trouble, I feel obligated," he said winking at me as he rolled me on to my back and pulled my panties down my stockinged legs and throwing them across the room, landing atop my dress. I pointed to the nightstand drawer when he gave me a quizzical look. "Nice selection," he said as he picked out a condom. Josh gently worked the butt plug out of my ass leaving it gaping enough to handle taking his cock into my ass. When he pushed it in far enough to hit the right bundle of nerves, I almost lost it. The feel of him inside me was like having a religious experience. I felt at one with my body like never before in my life. I felt truly complete. Then Josh started to drive himself into me harder and faster. I furiously rubbed my girl cock as the sensations grew in intensity. As I got closer and closer to my orgasm, Josh was nearing his. When mine came, milky fluid dripping out and covering my tummy, Josh pulled out, removed the condom, and looked at me pointing to my mouth, eager to taste his cum. He barely made it in time as his thick seed, pulsed into my mouth. He tasted wonderful. Exhausted, he fell to my side and wrapped his body around mine, gently placing a hand on my limp little girl cock. "Will you be here in the morning?" I asked. "Please say yes" I silently said to myself. "Yes" he answered and we fell asleep. In the morning I awoke, and he was gone. I was about to cry when I heard noises from downstairs and noticed the faint smell of coffee. I ran over to the chair and grabbed my panties then searched for my pink robe. When it wasn't in its usual place, I saw Josh's sport jacket still laying on the floor. I retrieved my bra from the pocket and threw jacket on and ran to the kitchen. Josh had the table set and was cooking breakfast wearing my pink robe. This is going to be a fun relationship.

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Cyreelrsquos JOB Interview

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Sarahs Submission Ch 11 The Interview

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My Wifes Interview

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The night had been quite a success. My wife, Wan, and I had come to a major hotel in the centre of Bangkok for a job interview. Why did my wife come when it is me when it is I who is the candidate for the job? Well the company has the policy of interviewing both the candidate and their spouse to make sure they fit the company culture.We met the HR Manager in the lobby and we went through to the bar come coffee shop. We ordered a meal and chatted as we waited for it to be delivered to us. This...

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What Happened at the Interview

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Paying For College Prologue Ch 01 The Interview

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Sky High Interview

It was early morning in New York City, everyone was running here and there on their way to work except Matt. Matt was 34 years old and on his way to a job interview after quitting his previous job die to some human resource issues. Hopefully he wouldn’t have any problems in this job.Reaching the building he looked up in awe. The building just kept on going as if it was climbing inti the sky, he had never been in such a tall building but after all this was new York! Approaching the receptionist...

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Mistress Dyvias The Interview

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The Worlds First Futa Futas Public DelightsChapter 3 Futarsquos First Naughty Live Interview

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My nursing interview

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The Interview

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The Interview

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Sky High Interview

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A Job Interview

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Baseball Player To Baseball Wife Chapter 5 The Interview

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Support Interview

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Sex Adventures Of HR Trainer 8211 Interview

Hi everyone myself Maddy currently working in Chennai as hr . I’m a person who love sex always I never forced a girl for sex also never missed a chance to enjoy. I am a regular reader of Indian sex stories enjoying stories posted here. This is my third story and more to come. Thanks for your comments on my previous stories boys please don’t think they are sluts and asking contacts , girls if you interested lets chat ping me in hangouts kindly pardon my mistakes send your feedback Let’s come to...

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Debbies Job Interview

Debbie's job interview.  Part (1/?) (F, bond, light)By Molly SCopyright (c) Molly S.  This story may be distributedso long as no charge is made and the text remainsunaltered.  For any other use [email protected] welcome, let me know if you want more!=======================================================    F, bond, light    It contains material that some people may find    offensive.    This work is a piece of fiction.  The author    does not condone any of the actions...

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Slut wife the interview

Please read the first 2 "slut wife" stories before this 1.As Sarah shut down the laptop she felt another glib of cum trickle down her face, she knew she must look a cum covered mess so she stood up to check herself out in the dining room mirror. What she saw amazed her. Her once clean and beautiful wedding dress was now crumpled and had obvious stains where cum had been sprayed over it, mainly over the chest area. Her makeup was smeared and as cum trickled through it made it stain her face even...

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Slut wife The interview

Please read the first 2 "slut wife" stories before this 1. As Sarah shut down the laptop she felt another glob of cum trickle down her face, she knew she must look a cum covered mess so she stood up to check herself out in the dining room mirror. What she saw amazed her. Her once clean and beautiful wedding dress was now crumpled and had obvious stains where cum had been sprayed over it, mainly over the chest area. Her makeup was smeared and as cum trickled through it made it stain her face...

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The Interview

He sat bored at his desk, damn being in early for interviews. He hated having to wear a tie, especially so early in the morning.He picked up the resume and scanned it. This candidate was meeting most of what he needed and the phone interview was great, in fact the memory of her voice made him twinge a little in his suit pants, it had taken all of his concentration to keep that interview on track and the HR officer not being able to see his massive hard on.Standing and putting on his jacket he...

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My First Job 8211 The Interview

By : Beast Of The Fall Hi all, This is my first story here and I’d really appreciate some feedback. First up, some introductions – I’m Rahul X and I’m from, well, India (let’s not stereotype ourselves, shall we?). The following story is a true account, but the names of the characters have been fictionalized to protect their identities. This was narrated to me by a very special friend and I’m going to tell it in her own words. Now, let’s get on with the story. My name is Rashmi. I am from a...

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The Chauffeur1the Interview

BY: PABLO DIABLO Copyright 2018 CHAPTER 1 I never thought that at 40 I would be divorced. I have a great son, that I don’t get much time to see. I have the usual bills like mortgage, car payment, and now, child support. Somehow, it just doesn’t seem fair that the innocent party in a divorce gets raked over the coals by family court. I have no objection paying child support. However, in my state men almost always lose. To keep up my bills, I was forced to look for a part time job. I work...

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The Interview

The interview was going well.The questions had all been handled very well. The interview panel had nodded in all the right places, all her right answers.Apart from a few glances down to her extremely short skirt (Jo did feel like maybe her stocking tops were maybe just visible beneath the hemline of that skirt…) everything was just fine."So, all that leaves me to ask is… er, can we see those tits?” The interviewer calmly stated.She was slightly taken aback. Did she hear that correctly?“Yes. We...

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The Interview

Liza sat in a leather chair in the reception area. There was no one else in the room so she looked around at the small cozy spot. There were large comfortable chairs on two sides of the room with large greenery in the corners. She knew it would be a matter of minutes before she began her call-back interview.She was slightly more nervous than when she had her first interview. When she had arrived the first time for the personal assistant position there had been several other women also waiting...

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A New JobPart 1 The Interview

I had been working as a top executive for a start up Internet Company. When the market fell, we were unable to raise capital. We found ourselves having to dissolve our enterprise. We were deep in debt and without jobs. Though holding an MBA from the University of Chicago, I found myself in the lines of the unemployed, over qualified and not marketable. After a year of resume rejection and with my unemployment benefits running out, I became desperate. I needed work.It was when I was at my lowest...

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The Interview

Leah was desperate for a job and had been applying all over for everything from sales to PA. After countless rejections, she opened her email to find an invite to an interview for a PA to a Director vacancy, one she had applied for but a week earlier. She opened it and took the details then replied to confirm her attendance. On the day of the interview and keen to impress, Leah dressed powerfully in her best suit which accentuated her ample bosom from the silky smooth lines of her long slender...

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The Interview

Leah was desperate for a job and had been applying all over for everything from sales to PA. After countless rejections, she opened her email to find an invite to an interview for a PA to a Director vacancy; one she had applied for but a week earlier.She opened it and took the details then replied to confirm her attendance. On the day of the interview and keen to impress, Leah dressed powerfully in her best suit which accentuated her ample bosom from the silky smooth lines of her long slender...

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The Interview

The Interview I was a bit of a geek in High School. Sure, I was a cheerleader, but I loved my classes too. Especially math. When it was time to go to college, I decided I wanted to teach math. In spite of my roommate and her turning me into a slut in college, I still graduated with decent grades. Now it was time to put my college life as a slut behind me. The problem was, in Texas funding for schools had been cut the month before I graduated. Teachers were being laid off all across the state. I...

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The Interview

The Interview I was a bit of a geek in High School. Sure, I was a cheerleader, but I loved my classes too. Especially math. When it was time to go to college, I decided I wanted to teach math. In spite of my roommate and her turning me into a slut in college, I still graduated with decent grades. Now it was time to put my college life as a slut behind me. The problem was, in Texas funding for schools had been cut the month before I graduated. Teachers were being laid off all across the state. I...

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The Interview

There was a job for a personal assistant that sounded like an ideal opportunity to get back into work. Our kids were old enough to look after themselves for a couple hours after school until I got home and the job was less than a mile from home in Overland Park, Kansas City. Wanting to look my best for the interview, I changed three times before I was satisfied. My best skirt suit was very professional in my opinion. But after the way Greg stared every time I wore it I began to think it might...

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