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 She stood by the window with the clipboard clutched in her hand.  The door
slowly opened as he walked in.  She looked at him over her shoulder.  Her
dark eyes seemed to hold the pent up passion of months of working much too
hard at this unforgiving profession.  She crossed the room slowly and met
him with hand extended.

   "Hello Mr. ...." she glanced down at the clip board.  "ah Mr.  Jones. 
Please have a seat." She walks over to the desk.  The soft swish of her
stockings against her skirt barely loud enough for him to pick up on as he
watched her move.

   She leaned against the large mahogany desk.  The back of her skirt
inching up slightly to reveal the curve of her thigh.  His eyes were glued
to it as he moved to the chair.  He cleared his throat as quietly as he
could.  Her beauty had bewildered him.

   "It says here Mr.  Jones that you are applying for the opening we have
here on the 14th floor.  " she tapped the end of her pen against the paper.


   "please call me Matt." He smiled at her.  His eyes followed the line of
her open jacket up to the soft crimson satin beneath.  His gaze stopped at
her cleavage for a moment.  "Yes.  that's right."

   She noticed his attention was upon her body more than her words.  She
drug the pen's end over along the camisole's seam, tracing back and forth
across the fleshy mound.  She loved teasing men.  It was such a rush to
make them drool like dogs.

   "So you have 6 years experience in the field.  Very good.  I like to
have a man around who knows what he is doing." She slipped up onto the
desk. This time she brought the pen to her lips.

   She could see him starting to crumble.  He swallowed hard as he watched
her cross her legs.  He shifted uncomfortably in the chair.  She reached up
slowly and brushed her whispy bangs from her face.  This gave him the
opportunity to see her semi erect nipple poking against her shirt.

   She bit her lower lip as she caught a glimpse of the raging hard on he
was trying to hide.  A soft gasp escaped her.  He quickly blushed.  She
chuckled softly.  The pen slipping from her hands and clattering to the
floor.  He seen it roll under the desk.

   He started to get up.  "Here let me get that." As he stood she uncrossed
her legs.  Her perfume was intoxicating.  As he knelt down in front of her
he could smell it mingling with the scent of her arousal.  Had he imagined
it or was she flirting?

   He lifted his head, the pen in hand.  She spread her thighs partially.
He gulped loudly dropping the pen.  She laid the clipboard down on the desk
and ran her fingers over the inside of her thigh slowly, dragging the edge
of her skirt along with it.

   "Something wrong?" His eyes widened quickly.  He could not believe she
was doing this.  Her clean shaven flesh invitingly in veiw.  He wanted so
badly to taste her.  Her fingers approached her glistening slit very slowly
as her legs parted slightly more.

   He looked up at her in amazement.  A soft purr of a tone came from her
as she asked "Do you think this is a position that would....  interest
you?" He nodded.  His eyes darting back to her fingers.  Her pointer finger
extended, grazing her clit as it circled around it.

   He could not take any more.  His hands quickly tugged at her skirt,
forcing it up around her hips.  He then pulled her legs over his shoulders
as he buried his face between her firm thighs.  She gasped loudly as she
gripped the edge of the desk.

   His nose kept nudging her clit as his tongue forced between her swollen
pussy lips.  Expertly it swirled inside her.  Her hips began to slide on
the desk, grinding against his face as he licked her into ecstacy.

   The feeling swept through her.  Her moans stifled as she dug her teeth
into her plush crimson lip.  Her breasts bouncing as her breathing became
irregular.  She squirmed, panting loudly.

   His fingers gripped her thighs, holding her legs wide open as she bucked
harder.  Soon his tongue was covered with her sweet wetness.  He continued
to lap as the orgasm subsided.  His cock was ready to burst from his pants.

   She pushed him back from her and slid off the desk.  "Fuck me" she
purred.  She yanked her skirt up to her waist as she leaned over the desk.
Her hands bracing for his enterance.

   He quickly obeyed.  He slipped his pants down.  His thick cock springing
free immediately.  He grabbed her hips tightly.  The high heels she wore
putting her at the perfect height for him.  The head of his cock slipped up
and down her wet slit before he finally let it enter her.

   She inhaled sharply.  A single thrust and he was balls deep inside her.
Her body tensed, unable to believe that he felt even bigger than he looked.
He began to pump into her with slow deep thrusts.

   She pushed back against him.  Her pussy ached as he stretched her.  Her
bucking becoming more violent as she quickly became dripping wet.  He
started to pound her harder and faster.  He felt as if he could fuck her
for hours.

   Quickly he brought her to her second messy orgasm.  Her juices dripped
out of her as he thrust into her.  He saw the large leather sofa against
the far wall when he walked in.  Remembering this he pulled out of her
sloppy wetness, removed his pants, and walked over to it.  She turned
around in dismay.

   He sat down and watched her.  His cock still rock hard and now shining
from her juices.  She stumbled to him.  Her legs still weak from the
position.  She reached back and unzipped her skirt, stepping out of it as
she approached.  The jacket was next, landing over the back of the chair.
Finally her crimson camisole fluttered to ground.

   He stared at her full round breasts as they bounced with her every step.
She straddled his lap as her fingers guided his cock to her hungry cunt
once again.  She quickly brought her hips down and impaled herself on his
swollen rod.

   He grabbed her sides, controlling her pace as she bounced on his cock.
Each time she would move down he would thrust up into her.  She whimpered
and moaned.  His thick shaft splitting her open.  Her breasts bobbed in
front of his face.  He leaned forward and sucked her nipple into his mouth.
He bit down roughly on it.  She squealed, driving her into her third
orgasm.

   He maneuvered her body off him and threw her on the sofa.  He pulled one
of her legs up resting her foot on the back of the sofa, the other on the
floor as he moved between her legs once again.  He slammed deep into her
bottoming out quickly.  She tried not to scream.  The pain of it making her
shudder as he pushed deeper than ever.

   She thrashed against the sofa.  He scooped her leg up on his shoulder,
bending it forward against her chest as he continued to assault her greedy
cunt.  Her juices seeping out and trickling to her tight ass.

   He stared into her eyes.  He could see her lust building.  She was close
to cumming again.  He reached down and pinched her nipple hard as he
twisted it.  She let out a yelp as he continued to torture her nipple until
the pain made her convulse, caught in the throws of another orgasm.

   He smuggly smiled down at her as he yanked his dripping cock from her.
The throbbing becoming intense, knowing he would have to cum soon.  He
released her leg and dropped it to the sofa.  He moved up straddling her
chest.

   She opened her mouth to him, expecting he wanted her to blow him. 
Instead he trapped her against the arm of the sofa and began to fuck her
mouth mercilessly.  She whimpered and gagged.  Her hair tangling in the
back as her head moves against the sofa.  His eyes glazed over as he
grunted and growled.

   His cock drove deep with every thrust.  She finally was able to suck
slightly as he pistoned his cock in and out of her mouth.  Her lips wrapped
tightly around it.  He reached down and grabbed her by the hair, using it
to hold her head.  She snuck her hands between her sticky thighs.  She
rubbed her clit, causing her to moan around his swollen cock.

   He tensed.  His balls tightening as he let out a loud groan.  Her mouth
was flooded with his warm cum.  She drank it down like a starved slut.  Her
body twitching as she had another small orgasm.  She pulled her fingers
away.  He slipped his limp cock from her lips, letting the head rub over
them once more.  She stuffed her fingers into her mouth.  Enjoying the
taste of her own cunt and his cum.

   He helped her up and smiled as he sat back.  Both remained motionless
and silent for several moments before he looked to her.  In a calm voice he
asked her "So am I hired?"