The Interview

In Mandy’s office, Dak’s interview takes an interesting, sexy turn

            ‘And what can you bring to our company?’ Mandy asked the fifth candidate she had interviewed that day for the Marketing Manager’s post.

            Smiling confidently Dak replied, ‘Flair, industry knowledge, guaranteed market growth, and-’

            ‘Market expansion guaranteed? Explain.’

            Dak raised an eyebrow. He’d done his homework, he’d tracked the company’s  market share for a few months and wanted to get in on the action. ‘I’d build on the current market base-’

            ‘Taken as read and?’

            ‘Explore diverse areas suitable for the current product portfolio-’

            ‘Cut the marketing prattle, what can YOU offer that we haven’t got?’

             ‘An alpha-male point of view,’ he replied, maintaining eye contact as he spoke.

            Mandy liked what she saw but her razor sharp mind was already calculating how much it would cost her to hire him and would he be worth it?  ‘Business is very intense, highly competitive, are you sure you can cope?’

            ‘I wouldn’t be here and you wouldn’t be interviewing me if you thought otherwise.’

His answer bought a wry smile to her lips, ‘Go over to the window,’ she insisted, pointing to the huge panoramic view across the City. ‘What do you see?’

She watched as he rose and sauntered over to the viewing gallery.  ‘My world, my territory,’ he replied looking out over the vast business complex of the City below.

Following him Mandy noted his strong muscular body and imagined his tight buttocks beneath his elegantly cut suit. As she stepped closer to him, she felt the slight pressure of his hand on her shoulder through her close fitting jacket. ‘How much do you want this job,’ she asked, ‘how hungry are you?’

‘As ravenous as it takes,’ he smiled, his eyes sparkling.

‘And what are you prepared to do to convince me to offer you a contract?’

‘I’ve wanted to work for your company for several years.  I’ve been biding my time, waiting for the right opportunity. That’s now.  What do you want me to do?’     

‘Do you like licking pussy?’

She hoped the question would stopped him dead for a few moments, it usually did. She enjoyed the moment of forcing interviewees to gamble on whether their answers would see them out of her office at lightning speed or not?  She’d done this before, many times.  She revelled in testing men, especially keeping them guessing as to her real intentions.

 ‘Yes,’ he confessed, ‘as a matter of fact I do.’

His answer pleased her. She liked the look of him and had no hesitation in saying, ‘Then oblige me.’

Returning to her large desk she rested her buttocks on the edge and pushing herself backwards sat right in the middle of it.  Slowly she eased her pencil skirt above her knees and waited for his reaction.

‘Here? Now?’ he asked a little taken aback. ‘We...won’t be disturbed?’

‘No.’

‘And...is it just pussy-sucking or am I allowed anything else?’

‘Just pussy.’

            Mandy could tell from his expression that this interview wasn’t what he expected. It amused her to think what might be going through his mind now he’d been asked to bring off his prospective boss.  Was he struggling to control his feelings, knowing she was watching his every move?  She hoped so and when would he realise she was filming the whole event to view again later? She looked at him calculating by now he should have realised he had nothing to lose.  It was simple – if he walked out now he’d leave with nothing but he was prepared to go with her flow, he might be pleasantly rewarded.  But would he know that?

She saw purpose in the determined strides he used to approach her and position himself in front of her.  She knew this candidate was a goer when his hands began smoothing over her firm outer thighs. But it was only when  he ran his tongue seductively over his lower lip as he sank to his knees before her that she knew she had chosen the right man for the job.

Noting with anticipation the slick movement of his tongue, she couldn’t help indulging herself in the tantalising prospect that he would soon be caressing her intimate parts.  Invitingly she hitched her skirt up enabling her to begin spreading her legs. 

Dak responded by slowly smoothing the palms of his hands around to the bare exposed flesh on her inner thighs and revealing a strip of black lace.  He ran his hand up to her crotch and cupping her began massaging her vulva.

Beginning to feel arousal, she kicked off her high-heeled shoes and slipping her fingers under the side edges of her thong started to ease the skimpy garment away from her body.

‘No, please,’ groaned Dak, ‘let me?’

‘Be my guest,’ she replied pleased with him so far.  The previous four candidates hadn’t progressed from the question regarding what they could bring to the company, before she had dismissed them with out-of –pocket expenses for the day. Thankfully, Dak was panning out far better than she had expected on first meeting him. Slowly, she felt his warm hands caressing the erogenous areas of her thighs as he eased her under garment away.  He must have thrown it over his shoulder somewhere, for she had no idea where it went as all her thoughts became focussed on what he was going to do to her next.

‘You’re so smooth,’ he said fingering her naked outer labia. ‘Do you always go totally bare?’

‘Do you like it?’

‘Oh yes! So much, your skin’s so soft, so beautiful, so fuck-worthy.’  She felt the firmness of his fingers parting her outer labia, ‘and the inner lips so delectable, so kissable, so desirable.’  She tilted her head on one side admiring the way he bent his head towards her and exquisitely kissed her clitoris.  The sensation of his warm, moist lips against hers felt like the touch of pure cream. But when he started to use his tongue, she knew she was on her way to ecstasy. It felt so gentle at first the tip of his tongue stroking slowly along her crease, pausing only momentarily to circle her hardening nub.

Stretched her backbone she allowed herself to lie back supporting herself at her elbows, her forearms flat on the desk taking the bulk her upper body weight. Letting out a deep groan of pleasure supreme, it felt so good to have her need pleasured exactly how she liked it. She glanced down at her crotch to admire his dark brown hair nestled between her legs.  And signalling her appreciation of his efforts, she shifted her weight so she could open her legs wider. 

In response to her invitation he rested his thumbs on her vulva and used them to massage her soft flesh drawing her every closer to orgasmic release.  Sliding up and down her moist valley he used his tongue skilfully slicking over her clitoris, increasing the speed of his flicking motion.

She felt her orgasmic peak building, but didn’t want to be tipped over the edge just yet.  She always thought her sexual need was perhaps masculine, once satisfied by one orgasm, she could not achieve another.  Once satisfied, like some men, her immediate interest and need for sex declined.  Could this man be offering her something different?  Leading her up the mountain of sexual arousal, he was about to tip her over the edge, when he left her, as if teasing her, and plunged his tongue into her vagina. ‘Lick pussy,’ she demanded, ‘not cunt!’

Dak returned to the focus of her pleasure.  She felt him increasing the pressure as his fingers worked the now puffy flesh around her engorged vulva, the tip of his tongue furiously licking her swollen clit.

Feeling the increase in the stimulation done so suddenly and so swiftly on her command, she had to fight to contain her joy. She wanted the pleasure of riding on the crest of orgasm to go on and on and on...  He was pushing her further, increasing her joy, building her towards her summit. And when she thought she had reached the highest peak, she was being pushed further and further.  ‘Oh! Yes...Yes’ she cried , ‘Keep going!’

The pleasure was wonderful, like a thousand plumes of fire lighting the sky and still she kept riding her orgasmic wave. Being taken to her limits, Mandy was savouring each moment, panting, moaning, groaning with ecstatic delight, trying desperately to hold back, to prolong the exquisite pinnacle of release.  Each second she was expecting the end of her climax to bring her tumbling down the far side of the mountain of delight. Then when it seemed the building of orgasmic tension was almost unbearable, that her body was about to be consumed in flames, her release came.  Her arms gave way and she collapsed onto her shoulders, the hard surface of the desk tweaking her shoulder blades. And there she lay, totally sated, her head spinning.

After a few moments Dak’s head appeared from between her legs as she raised her head up. ‘More?’ he offered.

Perhaps it was his matter-of-fact approach that jerked Mandy back into her Chief Executive role, ‘No, I think that will be all for now,’ she replied easing herself off the desk.  Pulling her skirt down she began scanning the office for her thong.

‘And what about the appointment?’ he asked. ‘Do I get the job?’

Mandy allowed her eyes to range over his tall frame. He was a well built man, broad muscular shoulders tapering to narrow hips.  She glanced at his crotch, his erection was blatantly evident but at least he wasn’t moaning about his own lack of sexual release.

‘Welcome to the company Dak.  Will anybody worry if you don’t return home tonight?’

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