Chapter 1

I was really excited, after being without a job for a good while, I’d finally got an interview for a personal assistant role and it was actually nearby, so no travel!

The interview was at 3pm and I arrived on time at an office block in town. On arriving at reception I gave my name and was told to take the lift to the third floor, where the secretary Jane would receive me.

The lift opened at the third floor, but not into a corridor, but a massive office, expensively furnished and with a very attractive latin woman sitting behind a massive desk in front of another door.

As I entered, the woman stood up and sashayed towards me. I say sashayed because as she walked her large hips swayed, she was wearing 3-4inch heels which accentuated her movements with a skin tight skirt and her tits moved in rhythm in a loose fitting blouse. Fuck, she looked like sex on legs to put it mildly!!

As she approached, she held out her hand and said

“Hi, I’m Jane, you must be Andrea, nice to meet you.”

Her hand was soft, fingers long, looking even longer with her long, expensively manicured nails.

“Please take a seat.”

Only then did I manage to say

“Pleased to meet you, yes I’m Andrea.”

In front of her desk was a low coffee table and three chairs, I sat in one and she sat opposite.

As she sat the image of her garter belt straps was clear to see through her skirt, crossing her legs showed a good expanse of her thigh as well.

I had dressed smart in my best business attire with skirt just above my knee, blouse and heels, but no where near as high as Jane’s.

She was very adept at making small talk and the interview progressed without it seeming like an interview.

After about thirty minutes she changed the small talk.

“Andrea, this position is to replace me, unfortunately I need to move to the south to look after my elderly bother, otherwise this position wouldn’t be available. The salary is very good, but there is also an extremely attractive bonus scheme for the right candidate.

David, who you haven’t met yet is almost 70 years old and can be very demanding. Don’t get me wrong, he’s a lovely person and doesn’t look a day over 60, but demanding he is. Then frequently, I help when he’s presenting to foreign clients, some of them need enticing to sign the deals! Finally, he entertains his old friends and normally I’m there to serve them.

However, for this, I get a monthly bonus of 150% of my monthly salary.”

Christ, I thought, this is mega bucks!

Jane then continued,

“This isn’t to every woman’s taste, but I see that you have been married for almost eight years, so you might be interested.

There is an unofficial dress code, David and his friends plus a lot of business acquaintances, love the style I’m wearing today.

You appear to have a very good figure so it would suit you. Do you have any qualms about dressing like this, clothes so tight that guys can see your pantie line, if you’re wearing them and garter belt straps, stockings and heels are a must?”

I was taken aback at the boldness of her question, but a salary like this in the town I lived was unheard of. Would I mind being ogled by strange rich men, no I fucking wouldn’t I thought, I was totally pissed off with my lazy husband.

“I can do that without any problem.”

I replied.

“Great.”

Jane replied.

“I’ve a couple of things to show you about the role, if you want to come with me I bring them up on my computer.”

She stood up and so did I and we walked round her desk and she switched on the computer.

I stood next to her as the screen flicked on and she put her arm around my waist as she clicked on a folder with her other hand.

Fucking hell, the screen showed her with her mouth wrapped around a big fat cock, to be precise, her lips were around a big purple bell end with a massive ridge!! The screen changed, now she was lying on her back on a desk with her skirt around her waist and legs in the air. A naked guy was standing between her legs with his cock stuffed half way up her twat.

“That’s David.”

She said.

I just nodded my head, it was if I couldn’t speak and my fanny was itching.

She then clicked another folder.

It opened and was a video, she was standing in front of two old black guys with a tray of drinks in her hand. Her skirt was slit up the side until her waist, one of the black guys had his hand inside her skirt and was obviously rubbing her snatch. The scene then changed, she was sitting on top of a black guy on a sofa facing the camera as a thick black cock was sliding in and out of her cunt. If that wasn’t enough, an old, naked black guy was standing on the sofa and fucking her mouth!

She then switched off the computer.

My cunt was on fire, I was so turned on seeing this gorgeous woman beside me cavorting like a five dollar slut, I needed more.

“I have no problem with any of that.”

I said and put my hand on her arse and squeezed it.

I’d have gone down on her then and there, but it was a job interview after all, unfortunately!!

Jane smiled and said

“Let me introduce you to David.”

She led me by my hand to a door behind her desk, she knocked and opened it.

This office was even bigger and lushly furnished.

There was a large desk in one corner with a coffee table and low chairs in front of it.

Then at one side two large sofas making an l shape, I recognised one immediately as was the one where Jane was fucking those black guys.

Then on the other side was a large conference table with at least half a dozen chairs.

As we entered, an old smartly dressed gentleman got up from behind his desk and holding out his hand to me introduced himself to me as David.

Jane then spoke

“This is Andrea, she’s passed the interview with flying colours and think she’ll be an excellent replacement for me.”

“Thanks Jane, could you bring us some coffee whilst I get to know Andrea a little please?” David said.

As Jean left the room David offered me a seat in one of the low chairs in front of his desk and moved back to his original seat behind the desk.

I wasn’t going to let this opportunity pass me by, an excellent salary and lots of cock!

My business suit wasn’t anything like Jane’s, but I did my best and crossed my legs, from David’s position he had a good view of my thighs.

David started the conversation,

“Did Jane explain clearly parts of the role, am sure they must have come as a surprise to you and to be honest aren’t for everyone?”

As he said this I crossed and the recrossed my legs, my skirt was right up my thighs.

“Yes she did and the thought of so much activity makes it even more interesting!”