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SLUTWIFE SECRETARY – CHAPTER 1-B: THE INTERVIEW –deletedCHAPTER 1-B: THE INTERVIEW – CONT’DAny question I might have had about how this was going to move forward was answered by Jerry. “Before anything else happens, Carol, stand up and remove your blouse and skirt.”“Of course, sir.” I didn’t know what might be the first direction, but I was prepared that there would be one. I stood with my fingers already working the buttons open. I pulled the blouse from my skirt, finish unbuttoning it, slid it off my shoulders and off my arms, then dropped it on the other chair. I removed my skirt and remained standing since he hadn’t indicated I could sit, again.“Lovely.” He was gazing at my entire body but kept returning his gaze to my tits. “I love really large breasts. I think my wife will be jealous.” He continued to appraise me, “Nice underwear. Lacy and sexy. I like the thigh-high stockings. I agree with Bill about not liking pantyhose.” He stood up and opened the door, “Let me show you around.” He took the page of rules. He showed me the conference room and the equipment in it, assuring me I would be instructed on their proper use. Then it was the small lunch/break room. He instructed me on making a fresh pot of coffee and suggested the coffee never be older than two hours. He knocked on the door jamb of the first office on the other side. There were three other salesmen, this was Ethan, a large, well-muscled black man, about 6’ 3” and 230 pounds, probably in early 40’s. After introducing us, Jerry explained my presence, not my partial nudity, “Carol is interviewing for the secretary position.” Ethan smiled knowingly, especially by my state of dress. He handed Ethan the rules sheet and had him read it. “Any questions Carol should clarify?” With a big smile, Ethan indicated there wasn’t anything he had any doubt about. He signed it. Jerry commented as we turned to the door, “I will want you to interview her to make sure you think she will make a good team member.” Ethan smiled.This was repeated at each of the other two offices for Brian and Kevin. Brian was white, about 6’ and 200 pounds. Kevin was white, about 5’ 9” and 180 pounds. Both were also in early 40’s.With the document now signed by everyone, Jerry showed me the copier/printer where I made four copies. We returned to his office. He put one copy on his credenza to file later and put the original under my purse. I still had three copies. He asked me to take a copy to each of the other guys. I turned immediately but it hit me how crazy my life had turned as I walked into the open office area in a lace bra and panty set, stockings and heels to deliver a copy to each of the guys. In Kevin’s office, he pulled open a file drawer in his desk and asked me to file it in the folder marked ‘Personal’. I knelt alongside the open drawer, located the file and inserted it. From above I heard, “I love your big tits, Carol. I can’t wait to hold them.”I looked up at him and smiled, “Thank you, sir. I am sure you will have the opportunity soon.” As I turned, I purposefully knock a pen off his desk. I bent over at the waist, my legs straight, to pick it up. I heard a gasp from behind me as my skimpy panties stretched across my ass. I apologized, “Sorry for being so clumsy, sir.” I heard him mumbling as I walked out the door, my heart racing from the blatant tease I had just performed.I knocked on Jerry’s doorframe. As I entered, I found him sitting behind his desk, his pants down at his ankles and slowly stroking his semi-hard cock. I closed his door and knelt at his knees. He asked me to remove my bra, which I did without hesitation. Again, he too exclaimed at the size of my tits and reached out to hold each in a hand as I leaned into his lap, my hands replacing his on his cock. I licked up the length of his expanding cock, the situation providing enough stimulation as much as my actions. I took his cock into my mouth, pushing more inside, retreating, then pushing more in until his cock was at the entrance to my throat. He groaned, one hand releasing a tit and rested on my head as I took him as deep as he would go in my mouth. I moved a hand to his ball sack, massaging them as I sucked, licked, and kissed over his cock. When I felt his balls and cock swell, being more rigid and twitch with impending ejaculation, I pulled off his cock, “In my mouth or on me somewhere, sir?” He wanted me to swallow and it wasn’t long before he shot his cum into my mouth and quick, rapid gulps sent his cum toward my stomach.I licked his cock clean as he resumed fondling my hanging tits. I waited for him to remove his hands before standing up. He slipped a hand between my legs. I parted them to allow him better access as his fingers slid over the panty material over my cunt lips. “You are very wet, Carol.”“Yes, sir. This is very exciting to think this could be a regular part of my day if I am fortunate enough to be given this job.”“Well, Mrs. Hogan, being given this job is entirely up to you at this point. You have three more … uhm … interviews to show the kind of team member you can be.” I smiled and reached to the clothes on the chair. “No … don’t bother, Mrs. Hogan.” I shivered every time he called me by ‘Mrs. Hogan’ as a direct tease that I was a married woman with a husband who was out-of-town. “I don’t believe clothes will be required for the next ‘interviews’.”“Of course, sir.”I turned to the door and opened it when, “Carol …” I turned, standing in the open door to the outer office area wearing only panties, stockings, and heels. I resisted the impulse to nervously look around the area I was exposed to and especially the outer office door to the rest of the building’s ninth floor. “I meant to ask if you have any experience with girl-to-girl …”I turned fully to him and realized the question caused a hand to slip over the front of my panties, but I purposefully left it there as I responded deliberately … and honestly, “No sir, I haven’t had the experience. However … I would consider it an honor for my first time to be with your wife.” He smiled broadly and turned his attention bahis firmaları to his desktop.I knocked on the door jamb of Kevin’s office, standing outside it until he had me come in. As I stepped in, I put my hand on the door knob to close it and he nodded. I stepped up to his desk as he rolled his chair back and leaned comfortably to look me up and down. “Good morning, again, sir. I am here to continue the interview process.” I blushed, “Do you have some time for me?”“I certainly do, Carol.” He patted the edge of his desk in front of him. “Come sit here and we’ll get started.”I came around his desk and slid sideways between the desk and his knees. I moved a few papers and sat on his desk where he indicated. He patted the armrests on his chair. I was puzzled at first, then realized what he wanted. I began raising my feet to the arm rests but he stopped me. He took the waist band of my panties in his fingers, “Let’s get this out of the way, shall we?” I nodded nervously as he lowered my panties off my hips, letting them fall to the floor for me to step out of. As I sat back onto the desk and raised my feet to the arm rests, I was very conscious of the fact that I was with a man I had only met this morning and my wet cunt was not only being exposed before him, but by placing my feet on the arm rests I was parting my legs and opening my cunt to his view only a yard from his eyes. The full implication of what was happening came crashing down on me. Talking to Bill about being shared with other men was one thing. Kneeling topless and sucking Jerry’s cock was another. But, this … God! … this was the real thing … opening my cunt to a strange man, knowing he would be somehow using me for his gratification was way beyond the implication of fantasy. I shivered and could literally feel my juices seeping from my open cunt.He noticed it, too. He stared at my hole, then my tits. His hands rose to cup my tits and lifted them, feeling their weight. “I said I couldn’t wait to hold these.” He looked into my eyes, “Your tits are magnificent. I’ve always had a thing about huge tits.” He flicked his thumbs over the erect nipples as he fondled them.I sighed at the blatant manipulation. “Thank you … sir. I’m glad … you like them.”“Oh, I do.” His hands left my tits and slipped down my naked body to my thighs. His hands moved to my knees and down to my feet in heels, then back up the inside of my legs and slowly over the insides of my thighs to my crotch. His thumbs stroked along the outside of my cunt lips. “So, Carol, tell me a little about why you want this job?”I was surprised he actually seemed to want to talk. I gasped as a thumb moved over my clit. “I … I was a secretary before … we moved here … and we thought the extra money …”Kevin pushed a finger into my cunt. I gasped and moaned. “No, not that job, Carol. I mean why you want THIS job.”There were two fingers inside me now. I groaned out, “I … we … I mean, my husband … and I … we … had these fantasies … about me … being shared with … other men … and submissive.” I gasped and held the edge of the desk tightly as a third finger was thrust into my dripping hole.“Are you a whore, Carol?”“Oh, God, no sir. Hmmmmm … nnnnnnnnn … I am … doing this … doing as my husband … my husband desires me to.”“But you are a slut, Mrs. Hogan.”Oh, FUCK! There it was, again. I’m a married woman, nearly naked in an office, and a stranger’s fingers inside my cunt. “YES … oh, yessssssss … I am … I am my husband’s … slut … submissive slut.”He pushed a fourth finger into me, stretching my hole wider. “Do you think you will be a good team member here, Mrs. Hogan?”OH, FUCK YES! “Yes, sir … I will do … whatever is … required.”He chuckled. I opened my eyes as his fingers left my cunt to find him opening his belt and pants and standing up between my open legs. His cock was hard and pointing at my open cunt. As he placed his cock head at my opening, he softly agreed, “I have no doubt you will do exactly that.” And his cock was fully into me in one aggressive thrust.I cried out, so ready to orgasm. He fucked me aggressively, hard and deep, each thrust pushing me on the desk surface, my tits flopping back and forth on my chest. He grabbed my legs and pulled me back to the edge of the desk and continued to pound his cock into me. God, I loved it. I couldn’t believe I was actually doing it. After all weekend of talking about it with Bill, developing the rules for me in the office and generally at home, I was finally being fucked by a man I didn’t really know. And this would become my norm.Apparently, as it was tremendously exciting for me to finally realize the fantasy, it was also for him because he didn’t last long. He thrust at me and growled, “Oh, fuck … I’m … going … to cum, slut. I’m going to … cum inside you!”I cried out my need, “YES! Yes, yes … yes, yes … cum inside me … fuck your … seed into … me!”My cunt clamped around his spewing cock as my orgasm washed his cock with my juice. After the last of his seed was shot into me, he collapsed back onto his chair, his cock falling out of my gaping cunt and his seed dripping out. After catching my breath for only a moment, I slipped off the desk to my knees in front of his chair. I took his softening cock into my mouth, sucking off our combined fluid, then licking the entire length and his balls. I then kissed the head of his cock and stood up and moved to the side of his desk.He looked to me with something of a glaze over his eyes. I quietly asked, “Is there anything else you require of me, sir?” He shook his head. On wobbly legs, I walked to his door with a satisfied smile.Next was Brian. As I crossed the open space of the office where the cubicle that would be mine was located, I wondered if this was to be what each day would be like. Would they start the day off by using me one after the other or would it be spread out through the day? My fingers traced over the desktop as I walked between the desk and the door to the building hallway to the elevators. I felt particularly brazen as I did it nearly naked, knowing other people could be passing kaçak iddaa by completely unaware of what was happening at the moment here.Brian stood immediately as I entered and lowered his pants. I came to him and knelt before him, taking his cock into my mouth. It quickly grew in my mouth. After only a few minutes, he lifted my face off his cock. As I stood, seeking some direction from him, his hands on my hips provided all the direction I needed. He backed me to his lap. I spread my legs over his, reached between my legs and guided his cock into my cunt. I sank partially over the head and heard a sharp gasp from him as my wet, hot cunt enveloped his cock head. I rose slightly, then sank further down, taking most of his cock into me. On the next motion, I was sitting on his thighs and had him fully inside. With my hands on his knees for support, I began fucking him with strong, full strokes. His cock was an average 6 inches or so but the position wasn’t great for deep penetration, but still satisfying for him, I was sure.He was pressed back into the chair, his hands gripping the armrest tightly, his hips rising to meet my fucking as his climax appeared to rise within him. I was disappointed when he suddenly stiffened and his cock jerked inside me, his cum spurting into my already seedy cunt. My orgasm was rising but wasn’t quite there when he collapsed in his chair and he pulled me back tightly in his arms making any further fucking awkward.He patted my hip, which seemed to indicate he was done. I pulled up off his cock, feeling it slip out, a sense of loss and unfulfillment slipping with it. I turned and knelt to clean his cock. I was dismissed.Ethan was the one I had been intrigued by after meeting him earlier in the morning. A big, black man. I was almost embarrassed that my mind went to the porn industry’s sexual stereotype, but I was curious as I knocked on his doorframe. It was curious that all the guys except for Jerry were single, but I would learn later that both Kevin and Brian were divorced, the job being more important than their wives, apparently. Ethan was the different one. I would learn he never did marry, but instead was happy and content with enjoying the frequent company of many different women, both black and white. That difference was evident as I entered his office, too.I was naked, my hair mussed, the insides of my thighs glistening with leaking fluids, and my nipples standing out rock-hard. My skin over my face, neck and chest was colored with arousal. I was the image of a slut recently fucked and needing to be fucked more. As Kevin and Brian had simple done just that, Ethan rose, stepped around his desk, took my hand in his and gently pulled me into a comfortable embrace, his hands staying on my upper back. I was taken aback. I was expecting to be thrown over his desk and fucked by a big, black cock (that stereotype I envisioned). Instead, he led me to a chair in front of his desk and he leaned on the edge. He had an unopened bottle of water at the ready. He twisted the cap and handed it to me.“So, how is the …”, he chuckled, “the interviewing going?”I giggled and blushed. Afterall, I was sitting naked in front of this clothed, very handsome man and I had clearly been used by three men before him. “I think very well … sir.” I took a deep drink of water, then another. It tasted good and was probably needed after taking Jerry’s cum and cleaning two other cocks. “Thank you, for this.” He just smiled and watched me. His confidence and calmness were like Jerry’s. The other two might be good sales guys, but Jerry and Ethan had something more about them that was … powerful, maybe. “Can I ask you something?” He nodded. “Did you guys ever REALLY think you would find a woman to do this for you?”He laughed. “No. At least, I didn’t believe it. But then Jerry called us together while you were busy with that assessment questionnaire. He told us about his trip to Mexico and one night another couple invited him to their room. We had never heard that story before, but he said the woman was you. He wanted to know if he should pursue our fantasy secretary. We told him to go for it. He was the only one married, so …” He held up his hands with a shrug. “And here we are.” He looked at me, reading me. “Can I ask you a question, then?” It was my turn to nod. “Your husband and you seem to have put a lot of consideration into this. What was behind your willingness to do this?”I laughed, “We had shared fantasies for years, but left them to talking mostly. I didn’t remember Jerry. We had drunk quite a bit and that was one of our major fantasies … my fucking another man. It never happened again. I think both Bill and I were nervous about how the other might react to that time it did happen. Then … we roleplayed me being submissive. It turned out that was a major desire of mine but, again, we had difficulty in talking honestly about it so we just did some pretending privately. When Jerry propositioned me and I went to Bill with it, I was very nervous, but we both realized this was our chance to really live out what we deeply desired. I submitted to Bill completely last Friday and this job was our vehicle to my being shared regularly. It was our dream, I guess, finally released for real.”“For real is right.” He smiled and I shared it with him. “Now that you have started, do you have any concerns, any sign of reluctance or doubts?”I shook my head emphatically. “None. In fact, I can’t wait to share every detail with Bill when I get the chance. This is going to change our lives to something so much better for us. I have no question about that.”He stood and opened his belt, then his pants, dropping them and his shorts to his feet. MY GOD! Is the stereotype really true? Hanging in front of me was a large cock. And, it was still soft. I put the water bottle on the floor and dropped to my knees. I took his cock in my hands with a sense of wonder in my touch at the size. I licked the tip and looked up at him. He just smiled. I was sure he got that reaction from many women the first time. I just opened kaçak bahis my mouth and took the head inside, sucking it, swirling my tongue around it as one hand stroked the growing shaft and the other began massaging his ball sack. I sank my mouth down on the hardening shaft, pulled up, and back down, taking more into my mouth each time. When his cock head hit the back of my throat, there was a moment of panic. I pulled my mouth off and looked up at him embarrassed.“Sorry, sir. It’s just so big.” I kissed the head, again, took a breath and renewed my efforts. His cock was now hard, but I felt he was waiting to see what I would be able to do with it. I pushed down over several strokes until the head was once again at the back of my mouth at my throat. I kept it there for a moment as I concentrated on my breathing. Bill always enjoyed me deep throating him but he wasn’t 10 inches and thick. I told myself I could do this. Just take my time … and breath through the nose and push past the gag reflex. I slowly took it into my throat and pulled back up, then back down, up, and down until I had it all … somehow, I had it all in my mouth and throat!He touched the side of my face and I pulled off his cock, sucking the excess saliva off as I did. I looked up at him and he was smiling, which made me feel so good that I smiled back. He raised me to standing before him. He pried off his shoes and shed his pants and underwear. “You said this was all new to you.” I nodded, blushing as I did. “Not many women can manage taking my whole cock down their throat.”“Thank you, sir. I love sucking Bill’s cock. Yours, though, is so big. That was why I panicked before.”“Well, I can imagine your husband enjoys you sucking him very much.” I blushed and nodded. “In the near future, I hope we can find more time so I can enjoy the feeling of your mouth on my cock.”My hands were back on his cock, stroking it firmly. “I would like that, sir. Perhaps I could attend to your cock under the desk as you worked …”He chuckled, “Yes, you are going to be very effective here.” He took hold of my shoulders and moved me to the edge of his desk and pressed me down so my tits pressed into papers spread on it. “But, right now I really want to feel your cunt on my cock.”I sighed, “Ohhhhhh … yes, sir … I would like that very much.”My cunt was well lubricated by the other men but as he pressed the head of his cock through my hole, I gasped. He filled me like never before. I instantly began moaning and groaning and sighing as he pushed more and more into me. Finally, I felt the head bumping into the top of my vagina and I groaned, again.I looked over my shoulder as he pounded his cock into me, bumping against me inside each time. “Do I have all of you?”“Not yet, … I will need to stretch you inside … do you want all of it?”“OH GOD, YESSSSSS!”I heard him chuckle behind me. At the same time, he thrust harder into me and slowly I could feel it hitting me different and deep inside. He fucked me and fucked me. I cried out and moaned. I completely forgot we were in the office, that others could hear, maybe with their doors closed. I was so full of cock, my vaginal canal was stretched and throbbing over the assault from this monster. It became too much and I orgasmed … loudly. My legs became weak but bent over the desk and his hips pressed into me held me in place. He slowed his thrusts as my body was wracked by the orgasm but he never stopped. He must have felt my body relaxing, perhaps from my cunt spasms slowing, because he began fucking me in earnest, again. He slammed into me and I knew I had all of him when it registered in my brain that his hips were slapping against my butt.He seemed to change the angle of his penetration by raising his body up higher and driving down into my cunt. The effect was to glance off my g-spot as he did it. Another orgasm was quickly building when I felt his cock tense and swell, then jerk inside me as spurt after spurt of his seed sprayed into me, washing me with his cum. Shortly after, my next orgasm crashed over me and I heard him groan and more cum shot out of his cock.I was wasted. I couldn’t have moved if I had to. I felt his cock slowly being pulled out and I was left with a terrible feeling of emptiness. “Oh … Ethan … I want … it back in.” He laughed, gather me securely in his arms and sat me down on a chair. I glanced down to find my legs splayed open, cum flowing out of my gaping cunt. I chuckled, “Good thing these are wipeable chair seats.” He had gathered his clothes and was dressing. He looked at me and smiled. “Go ahead and rest there for a few minutes.” He sat down and gazed at me. I blushed, yet again. I had to look like a slutty whore. “Sir, what do you think?”“Think?”“Do you think I had a good enough interview to be hired?”“Oh, dear Carol. There was never any real doubt about that. But, if there was any question before, you aced this. You are a fucking amazing fuck.” I smiled and stood up weakly. I took that as a good thing.I walked through the office with even more cum on the insides of my thighs and my walk was a strut, my large tits swaying and bouncing as I walked past the secretary’s desk that I knew was now mine on my way to see Jerry, again.“Sir?” I had knocked on the door jam and peeked inside. I stepped inside and stood before his desk. “I’ve been ‘interviewed’ by each of the guys.” He smiled at that. “Sir, when can I expect to hear from you if I have the job?”Just then, we both heard the outside door open and close and a voice calling, “Mr. Mortensen?”Jerry stood and walked to the door. “You have the job, Carol. Come, this is the IT guy for the building who will assist in getting you up and running on our system, establishing programs, passwords, and authorization.” I looked through the door at the IT guy, then at my clothes on the chair. He reached for my arm and pulled me to the door with him. “No time for that. Can’t keep IT waiting, can we?”As we stepped into the open area, I looked around, then at Kevin’s door. Jerry asked what the matter was. “Nothing important, sir. Just trying to remember where I left my panties.”Jerry led me to the thoroughly shocked IT guy who was about to have the best day of his career in setting up a computer system.* * CHAPTER 2: THE FIRST WEEK will follow * * Thanks for reading.

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