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Lauren was nervous to begin with. But the heat didn’t help either.
She heard the faint sound of the air conditioning whirring somewhere in the large meeting room, but the air still felt hot. As the three other participants studied her application and resume, she felt tiny drops of perspiration running down her skin underneath her thin blouse. She sighed and looked around. Most of the floor was covered by a soft, light carpet. Apart from the conference table and the chairs they sat on, the only furniture in the room was an empty black coat stand and small metal cabinet against one glass wall. The entire room was encased in glass: Two walls and two full height windows, offering an impressive view of the city, the air outside flickering in the heat.
The woman from HR seemed nice — she’d sat in her light summer dress smiling amiably at Lauren throughout the interview. The department manager was a middle-aged, balding man wearing a short-sleeved shirt open at the neck. He seemed utterly bored and had hardly said a word. And then there was the boss himself. To Lauren’s amazement he’d kept his dark suit and black tie on throughout the meeting. And yet the only sign of heat was a few little beads of sweat on his forehead. He was a big man, tall, with broad shoulders, a chiseled, masculine face and clear, ice blue eyes. He had an intense and energetic air about him. He was actually quite handsome — but in a brutish way.
“Okay,” the department manager finally said, pushing the papers away. “That looks fine.”
The woman from HR nodded.
“I agree,” she said, looking at Lauren with a friendly smile. “You seem to have all the right qualifications. What do you think, Sean?”
The boss’ face remained motionless, but he nodded slowly.
“Of course we have a few other candidates,” he said gravely. “But we will get back to you as soon as possible. Within a couple of days, I think — can we do that?”
The two others nodded. The boss stood up — how tall he was! — and stuck out his hand.
“That’s a promise, then,” he said. “Thanks for coming.”
Laura stood up and shook hands will all three of them. The department manager and the woman from HR quietly exited the room, and Lauren turned to follow.
“Just a moment,” the boss said.
Lauren stopped. The department manager closed the door behind him, and she was alone in the meeting room with the boss.
“Was there anything else?” she asked.
The boss sat on the edge of the conference table and looked at her in silence.
“Yes,” he said calmly. “Just one little thing.”
“Okay,” Lauren replied.
The boss smiled wickedly, pausing before he went on:
“Take your clothes off.”
Lauren gasped.
“Excuse me?” she asked.
She took a step back.
“Come on,” the boss said. “You want this job, don’t you?”
Lauren widened her eyes. Did he really mean that? The boss laughed casually.
“Just kidding,” he said. “But honestly: Aren’t you hot in those clothes? And I’m guessing you look really good naked. So come on.”
Lauren looked around the meeting room. Suddenly she was unsure what to do. Yes — obviously she should hurry out the door immediately. But on the other hand, the boss was right: It was unbearably hot — and it would be a relief to get out of her clothes. He just sat there, staring at her with his strangely pale eyes. Later, she would not be able to explain what happened next. But without thinking, Lauren felt herself unbuttoning her blouse and pulling it off.
The boss smiled nastily at the sight of her firm, round breasts. Lauren zipped down her skirt and Let it fall to the floor. She hesitated before pulling down her panties. Where other girls were busy shaving off their pubes, she left them on, only trimming her furry triangle with a pair of scissors. She didn’t know whether the boss would appreciate the sight of her hairy pussy. But when she finally slipped out of her panties, he smiled contentedly at the sight of her reddish pubes.
“Come here,” he said, slapping on the conference table with his open hand.
Lauren kicked off her sandals and the boss stepped aside, letting her sit on the edge of the table. He put his big hand on her chest and gently pushed her backwards until she lay on her back on the glass surface. It felt pleasantly cool against her hot, sweaty skin.
“And now I’d like you to spread your legs for me,” the boss said calmly.
Lauren sighed. She thought he’d be content Etimesgut Escort to just look at her. But apparently that wasn’t enough. She parted her thighs and saw him kneel down between them.
“Excuse me, but…” she began.
But immediately she felt his tongue touch her clit, and her loud gasp echoed in the meeting room. The boss moved his tongue in swift circles around the tiny bud. Then he took it in his mouth, sucking it in between his lips. In and out, in and out in a fast, insistent rhythm, making Lauren writhe on the table top.
“Oh!” she cried “Oh!”
She’d tried to fight it, but now it didn’t matter anymore. Lust coursed trough her hot body and she only wanted to enjoy everything the boss wanted to do to her. She felt two strong fingers forcing their way up into her cunt, and still sucking vigorously on her clit, he began thrusting them in and out.
“Oh!” she gasped. “Oh, that feels good…”
She heard her pussy lips slurping around the boss’ fingers as they slipped in and out of her. Her head was spinning as if she was about to pass out. With trembling fingers she grabbed the edges of the table to steady herself. And second later, the orgasm overpowered her.
“Ohhh!” she cried into the meeting room. “Ohhh!”
Her body was wet with perspiration. But lying there, quivering with pleasure, it just felt wonderful. The heat and the excitement merged to an incredible sensation of bliss. She felt the boss’ fingers against her lips, and she opened her mouth to suck them. They had the powerful taste of her own cunt. An intense, animal flavor, as if intensified by the heat and her own lust.
“Mmm,” she moaned.
The boss had stood up, and now Lauren watched as he unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. Stiff and hard it stood out horizontally. Lauren noticed it was unusually wide and couldn’t help thinking how it might feel if he entered her. He grabbed the shaft and made a couple of masturbatory motions, making the foreskin slide back and forth over the swelling, bluish head.
“So,” he asked calmly. “Ready for cock?”
Still reeling from her orgasm, Lauren didn’t quite comprehend what was happening. She nodded hesitantly. Next, she felt the boss’ huge fist grabbing her throat. His ice blue eyes staring at her, he said in a hoarse voice:
“Say it. Tell me you want it!”
“Mm,” Lauren whimpered. “Yes. Give me your cock. Fuck me.”
The boss smiled wickedly. Then he guided the fat member towards her hairy cunt. Lauren stared at it, eyes open wide. And now she felt the bulbous head of his cock forcing its way up into her, opening her pussy lips and penetrating her dripping wet crevice. To the hilt.
“Ohhh!” she cried.
Slowly he pulled back — all the way out. She banged the table top with her fists in unbearable expectation. And finally he thrust deep and hard into her and began fucking, making her scream with surprise:
“Ah!”
The wide cock pumped inside her cunt, stretching her slick labia, letting her feel every inch of the boss’ hard shaft.
“Yeah,” he growled. “Little office cunt!”
His big hands grabbed her wrists, pinning her to the table top as he kept fucking. She looked up at him: The large, fully dressed man, still in his suit in the unbearable heat — only his cock exposed. The wide, rock hard cock, stabbing and stabbing into her soft, juicy pussy. Gasping for air, she already felt herself about to come again.
“No!” she protested. “Wait…”
The boss’ face was a grimace of deep concentration. Veins swelling on his forehead, he was sweating from the strain, perspiration dripping from his face onto hers. Lauren writhed on the glass table as he kept thrusting, droplets of her juices flying around his shaft. Now there was no turning back — her entire abdomen clenched up as her next orgasm approached.
“Ohhh!” she cried as she came again. “Ohhh!”
Her screams echoed between the glass walls of the office. Juices gushed from her slit, forming a tiny puddle on the glass desk. The boss impaled her on the entire length of his cock, holding it still as Lauren’s cunt grabbed his shaft like a vise.
Letting go of her wrists, he loosened his black tie without a word. She was still gasping for air when he tied it like a noose around her neck. Then he grabbed her buttocks and lifted her off the table, his cock still buried inside her flesh. He stood straight up, and Lauren felt herself Etlik Escort sinking down over the shaft, letting it impale her completely. She sighed profoundly.
With the boss’ cock inside her, Lauren was carried around the meeting room. Trembling after the recent orgasm she clung to him with both arms. How weird to be hanging naked on a fully dressed man — and simultaneously feeling his hard-on inside her cunt. She suddenly noticed the huge windows of the room. They could be seen from the outside! The room was so high up they were hardly visible from the street — but there were other office buildings right across from this one. Was anyone looking?
The boss carried her to one of the windows and pressed her back up against the cool glass. He held her buttocks with one hand — Lauren crossed her legs behind his back — and with the other he grabbed the tie and pulled it straight, tightening it around her neck. She gasped. He whispered into her ear:
“Are you okay?”
Lauren nodded.
“Yes,” she gasped. “A little bit more.”
The boss pulled the tie even tighter. Then he slipped his cock almost all the way out of her cunt — and began to thrust.
“Oh!” she cried.
Her voice was choked, and she wheezed when she breathed. But it felt amazing. Amazing to feel his strength, his lust — amazing to feel him take control. He fucked her with an utterly incredible stamina. She couldn’t comprehend how he could just go on and on. She’d already lost her sense of time — didn’t know how long they’d been at it.
It felt as if the boss’ fat cock swelled further with each thrust — stretching her flesh even more. As if his insatiable lust made it grow. Did she really make him this horny? He grunted like an animal in heat, again and again hammering his cock up into her, pressing her sweaty back against the cool windowpane in time to the fierce rhythm.
Lauren heard her slippery cunt slurping around the wide shaft. The tie throttled her throat, making her eyesight flicker, and now — now she was about to come again. She howled in unbearable pleasure, but just before the climax hit her, she was able to whisper:
“I’m coming. Oh — I’m coming now…”
The boss stared at her intensely, his cock thrusting a few more times deep into her cunt. Then — just as the orgasm surged through Lauren — he loosened the tie. She gasped for breath, feeling her eyes roll back in her head. As she came, it was as if her entire brain exploded in ecstasy.
“Ohhh!” she cried. “Ohhh!”
She had never — never — had an orgasm as violent as this. The boss had stopped thrusting — she felt her cunt quivering around his stiff member. He held her in his strong arms, as her entire body was shaken by lustful convulsions, until she thought she was going to lose consciousness.
As her orgasm finally subsided, he gently carried her away from the window. She felt him lifting her up, slipping his cock out of her. Then he carefully placed her on her back on the soft carpet. His cock bouncing in front of him, he walked to the small metal cabinet by the wall. And finally Lauren saw him take off his jacket and hang it on the coat stand. The back of his thin, pale blue shirt was drenched with sweat, and she could clearly make out the contours of his impressive muscles. Lauren’s mouth watered so much she had to swallow.
The boss opened the door of the metal cabinet and took something out — something small and black. Holding it in his hand, he slowly walked to Lauren. She gasped when she saw what it was. A little matte black vibrator. She squirmed on the carpet, ever more incredulous: Why were there sex toys in the meeting room? What kind of place was this?
Now the boss stood over her, looking down at her with his pale eyes.
“Spread your legs,” he said severely.
Obediently, Lauren parted her thighs. She felt as if her pussy gaped at the boss like a hungry mouth. With a deadpan expression he knelt down between her legs and turned on the small vibrator. Its electrical hum was incredibly loud in the large meeting room. Lauren bit her lip as he moved the dildo closer and closer to her cunt. And suddenly she felt it buzzing against her clit.
“Oh!” she gasped.
Lauren writhed spasmodically on the carpet, kicking the floor with her heels. The vibrator’s whirring against her clitoris sent little flashes of lust through her entire body. The boss moved the toy in slow circles Eve Gelen Escort around her sensitive nub. She closed her eyes, feeling her excitement grow — slowly building to yet another pleasurable orgasm.
But suddenly she felt the dildo forcing its way op into her cunt. The shock made her close her legs, but the boss quickly pushed her left thigh aside with one hand. He let it poke in and out of her wet crevice, still buzzing, in little swift strokes. Lauren opened her eyes and looked down between her legs. The toy’s dull surface was wet and dark from her love juices. She whimpered. The boss sweated from excitement, his cock still poking hard and wide from the fly of his pants. It jerked with lust, clear fluid dripping from its tip as he thrust the humming vibrator in and out of her cunt. Lauren arched her body as she came.
“Ohhh!” she cried. “Ohhh!”
The boss held the buzzing dildo still inside her sopping wet flesh, her juices dripping around his fingers.
“So?” he asked. “You want cock? Is that what you want?”
Lauren’s blurred eyes tried to capture his gaze. She whimpered, unable to speak. Not until the third try she was able to gasp:
“Oh yes — give me your cock…”
The boss pulled the vibrator from her cunt, turning it off. The meeting room went completely quiet.
“Say it again,” he ordered. “Say it like you mean it!”
Laura took a deep breath before she replied — this time loud and clear:
“Fuck me! Fuck me with your fat cock!”
The boss grunted with satisfaction and thrust his rock-hard member all the way up into Lauren’s cunt, making her cry out:
“Oh!”
He grabbed her hips hard and began fucking in deep, hard strokes as she writhed and moaned.
“Is it good?” he gasped between gritted teeth. “Is that the way you like it?”
Lauren held on to his muscular buttocks with both hands — felt them flexing each time he thrust into her. She dug her nails into his flesh — which only made him fuck her harder, even more vigorously.
“Yes!” she whimpered. “Oh, fucking hell! You bastard! Fuck me! Make me come!”
Never had she been this aroused. Never had a man’s cock made her come this hard — again and again. And never had she been fucked by a man this tenacious. Her entire sweaty body quivered with lust — and she already felt her next orgasm approaching.
“Oh no!” she gasped. “I’m going to come again! Aaah!”
Tightening his jaw, the boss plunged his wide member up into her in an ever more ferocious rhythm.
“You want me to come all over you?” he gasped. “You like that? You like nice, fat sperm on your tits?”
The sound of his lustful words pushed Lauren over the edge. Shaking with convulsions she raised her pelvis against his as she came again.
“Ooh!” she howled. “Ooh!”
Grunting, the boss pulled out of her, kneeling between her thighs. His wet, hard cock jerked violently.
“Ah!” he yelled.
His swollen member jumped once — twice — thrice. And finally the first long jet of semen shot across Lauren’s sweaty body. The boss roared like a beast as he kept ejaculating. Spurt after spurt of thick, white sperm fired on to Lauren’s belly, breasts and face as she writhed on the carpet, quivering.
As his orgasm subsided, the boss grabbed his cock in his big fist, vigorously masturbating, forcing the last drops of semen from his swollen member. Then he closed his eyes, leaned back and sat there for a while, savoring the sensation of ecstasy and deep satisfaction.
Lauren lay on the carpet, listening to her own labored breathing. The boss’ semen had drawn long streaks across her naked, sweaty body. She dipped her finger in one of the lines and curiously tasted his sperm. It was salty and powerful — its flavor somehow befitting his large body and physical stamina.
He stood up, pushed his still semi-erect cock back into his pants and zipped up. Calmly he turned around and put his jacket back on. He picked the dildo up off the floor, returning it to the metal cabinet. Here he also found a box of paper napkins which he threw to Lauren. She caught it.
“Thanks,” she said quietly.
She sat up and wiped the semen off her with the napkins. Then she stood up and got dressed. The boss sat on the edge of the conference table, looking curiously at her.
“What are you thinking?” he asked.
Laura adjusted her blouse and felt her cheeks blushing. Then she turned to go. In the doorway she paused, turned her face towards him and calmly asked:
“I’m thinking… do I get the job?
The boss hesitated for a few seconds. Then he laughed.
“Of course,” he finally replied. “Now you know how things work around here. And if you’re comfortable with that…”
Flashing a cheeky smile, Lauren nodded politely and closed the door behind her.
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