[24F/30M] An inappropriate interview | 2016

So this happened a while ago when I was interviewing for a bartending gig. The questions started when the boss started asking about my experience as a bartender and how I would handle certain situations. But a couple minutes into the interview, he paused, smiled from across his desk and asked, “Why don’t you show me your qualifications?”

The questions didn’t get much more inappropriate than that, but instead of being offended (like I should have...), I felt different about him. He was a jerk, cocky, and arrogant but all I wanted to do was to rip my shirt off and do more than just show him my tits. I wanted him inside of my mouth, deep inside my pussy and penetrating my ass. At this point in my life, I was seriously craving for sex. And having him come onto me like that made me eager to respond back.

“I think you saw my qualifications the other night.” I grinned as I leaned forward in my chair and pushed out my chest. My tight black tank top was low cut enough that it opened up the top of my cleavage for his examination, the pink lace of my bra peeking out teasing him.

The interview had started the other night. My friend Sally and I went out to a club. I met a good looking dark-haired man in a button down shirt and a slacks, with fancy shoes that introduced himself as John (the boss). To impress me and Sally, he said that he owned this club and a few other places around the area. I wasn’t too impressed, but I wasn’t going to say anything that would take away the free drinks that he kept on coming our way. When it was last call, he invited us and some of his friends back to his house to continue the party. I don’t remember much about his house, but I do remember a lot about his bedroom.

At some point during the night, I was on my back on his soft, plush carpet, wearing only my red thong and heels. How I got to that point is still a little blurry, but I knew that I had already warned him that my panties weren’t coming off because neither of us had any condoms.

“Let’s make a deal.”

“What’s that?”

“If you suck my cock, I’ll give you an interview.” He said as he stood over me, the bulge in his black boxer-briefs was very obvious.

Once he found out that I was a bartender, he spent a half hour telling me that I should come work for him, how much the bartenders took home there and how much the staff liked working for him. I’m not going to lie, the money sounded the best to me. Struggling to pay the bills was slowly killing me and this would help immensely. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to work for him. He was good looking, but that’s about all that I knew about him.

“I don’t know.”

“Never sucked cock for a job before?” Any other time, any other guy that said that and I would’ve been offended.

“This will be a first.” I said as I got off of my back and sat up in front of him. I hadn’t even verbally agreed to his deal, but I was feeling so dirty and so turned on.

I slid my hand into the opening of his briefs and was greeted by his very hard cock. I couldn’t stop myself from smiling. I pulled down his briefs and my grin got bigger. His rock hard cock popped out. It wasn’t huge, probably just about average, but it felt powerful in my hands. I sat up on my knees and looked up at him. My heart was pounding with excitement. He looked back down at me and smiled. I reached out with my tongue and felt the hard skin of his head. I ran my tongue around it, moving closer with my lips. I slid my lips across his head and took it into my mouth. I wanted this to be a blowjob that showed him exactly how talented I was.

I kept my eyes locked with his until I looked down at the task in front of me. I slid my lips down his cock. I imagined what my friends and family would think if they knew that I was sucking his cock for work. I imagined what my new coworkers at the club would think. I had a feeling that I wasn’t the first girl that got on her knees for a bartending position.

I held his cock with one hand and raced my lips up and down his hard shaft. I loved the way his hard cock felt against my wet, soft lips, the way it felt when his cock filled my mouth. My head bounced up and down in front of him. The only time I stopped was to catch my breath or tease his balls with my tongue.

I wanted him to cum on my face. I wanted to show him how much I was willing to do. However, he had another idea that he shared with me when he started to get close. I had his cock in my hands, stroking it as fast as I could. I had it aimed at my face, but he interrupted me and pushed my hands out of the way.

His hands groped and squeezed my chest. “I loved the way your boobs looked in that shirt tonight. I couldn’t stop starring at them.” It was the halter top that I wore when I wanted attention. It was low cut, cutting almost past my tits. Plus, I didn’t have to wear a bra with it and it tended to make heads turn.

He put his cock between my tits and used my hands to hold them together. I felt his hard cock thrust between them and from the look on his face, I knew it wasn’t going to be too long.

Suddenly, he pulled back and his cock opened up. I held my tits like a target for him as he coated them with his warm, thick globs of cum. A river of cum flowed between my tits and down my belly. Shots of cum were dripping all over my tits.

My heart started pounding as he walked around the desk to me. I had that dirty, slutty feeling coming back and I loved it. I forgot about my fears of starting a new job as he got closer. My only fear now was that someone would come to his office looking for him. He pulled me out of the chair and pushed me against his desk. I held on to it, almost afraid that he was going to push it over as he attacked me with his lips and hands. I took off my bra and even though I was still half dressed, I felt completely naked. I was a little bit scared. I worried that someone would walk in or maybe even that he was video tapping the scene with a hidden camera. That went all to the back of my mind when he pushed my jeans halfway down my thighs and slid two fingers inside of me. I let out a moan that got even louder as he pushed his fingers deeper inside of me while his mouth teased my nipples.

It was all happening so fast. He was pulling off my jeans completely and I pushed my thong to the ground. He pulled a condom out of his desk. Later on, I wondered why he kept condoms in his desk, but at that moment, I was glad to see him rolling one down his cock.

He pulled me to the edge of the desk and pushed my legs apart. He gently pushed himself into me and started to go deeper and deeper inside of me. He fucked me slowly at first, but was soon pounding away at my pussy. The only sounds were our breathing and the impacts of our skin with each hard thrust. I was enjoying it. He was doing wonders between my legs, fucking me with power and with style that drove me wild. He pushed my legs back and I held them so that he could have deeper access into me. He pulled all the way back, then buried himself as far into me as he could. He went harder and harder, moving the desk and making my whole body shake with each thrust.

I was loving i. It felt amazing, but I wasn’t completely into it. My mind was racing and I think he was able to sense that. “Do you want to try anything else?”

“Like what?”

“The other night you mentioned that you like it in your ass.”

“I did?”

“Yeah.”

“I was pretty drunk that night.”

“So?”

I still needed more, I needed more to forget about my doubts. “Have you ever fucked one of your interviewees in the ass?”

“Nope.”

Do you think it might be a good way to guarantee me the job?”

“Oh yeah.”

“I think you should fuck my ass then. I have a bottle of lube in my purse.” There weren’t many more limits to pass now. I couldn’t tell if this was a new low or high for me.

He took it out and handed the bottle to me. Half of me felt like a hooker as I poured it on to his cock and rubbed it all over his shaft. The other half of me was enjoying it. I handed the bottle back to him and bent over his desk. He pushed apart my ass cheeks and poured the cold lube on to my asshole. The coldness didn’t feel so good, but feeling his finger rub it into my ass made me knees go weak.

Soon, his rock hard cock replaced his fingers. I felt it push against me, then penetrate my asshole. He pushed himself in me gently and with his cock completely inside of me I started to forget about my worries. As he was pounding my asshole, I decided that at the very least it was going to be a job with a lot of benefits. I held on to the edge of the desk as he fucked me so hard that I thought he was going to push me right over to the other side. When my legs started to get tired, he flipped me on to my back on his desk. He pushed my legs back again and quickly found my asshole. My hand found my clit and soon I was rubbing circles around it as he thrust deep into my ass. The combination of both easily brought me to a climax in just a few minutes. It was the kind of orgasm that made me fall back on his desk and shake as the pleasure filled me.

Before I was done cumming, he crossed over to the edge too. He let out some primal-sounding grunts and pushed deep inside of me one last time.

We stood motionless on his desk, his cock still several inches inside of me until he said, “You’re hired.”

As we got dressed, he felt like a boss again, telling me what I was going to do that night. Who was going to train me and what to expect. I was listening, but all I could concentrate on was how good his cock had felt inside of me and that I wished he had cum inside of me without a condom.

Looking back, it's not a shining moment in my career, but it was insanely hot, so I thought I'd share.