A Bitch of an Interview

Naughty Tales - - Posted on August, 22 at 4:38 pm

Have you ever wanted something so bad that you would do anything to get it? Well I have…

I mean like that one a pair of boots that I really wanted - to that new apartment that I had to have. I mean, I won’t kill for it, but I will put my “all” into making sure that I get what I want…

I have always been that way, a “Spoiled Brat” to put a description on it. Want what I want and get it when I wanted it. Now mind you, there are some things that I don’t get and that is fine, but in the end I always got “something” that I wanted.

So the item that I wanted this month was a promotion. I had hit the proverbial “glass ceiling” and without buy in from upper management, I was going nowhere fast. I work for this family owned business where the husband and wife called the shots, well rather the wife did and the husband was the mouth piece. Me being the career driven/street wise black woman that I am had to find the angle to get myself on the fast track to upper management. My day came when Alex, one of the VP’s relocated and his spot became available. Many of the men from the “Good Ol’ Boys” Club were vying for the spot and thought that they had the market cornered on it.

The interview process was with Mrs. Crosby and then Mr. Crosby and then together with both, but I was ready. I had my shit together. That morning I took the time to get ready, I wanted to feel powerful and sexy, I dressed in a expensive power skirt suit and added a pair of crotch less panties, thigh high stockings and garter belt to give me a sexy in power feel. It is all about what is beneath the clothing right? When I walked into that first interview with Mrs. Crosby, my “A” game was on. I knew this woman couldn’t stand me and that gave me pleasure and power. I guess it was the whole all men wanted to a piece of the fat black ass that walked around the office talk, but hell I was here to do a job - fuck her. I sat down in front of her mahogany desk and crossed my long legs.

The interview was intense and the questions that she fired at me were suppose to be hard and throw me, but I was confident. It showed and her red face proved how pissed she was that I was getting the best of her.

“I don’t think that you are right for this position, Casey.” Mrs. Crosby stated.
I looked at her evenly, “Why not?”

“You don’t have what it takes to have men follow your command.” she replied. I looked at the middle aged white bitch and smiled politely.

“I like to think that I am a excellent manager and that I am effective enough to have my “team” follow my directive. Most of which are men.”

“Not white executives. You don‘t have what it takes to support my husband in his day to day affairs.”

Oh, that is the problem, I thought. This position put me right on her husband’s hip and if I am qualified or not, she was not going to let that happen.

Just then Mr. Crosby entered the room for his portion of the interview. Mrs. Crosby stood and crossed to her husband said a few words to him and left the room. I stood and greeted my boss. We shook hands and he looked me over. I can tell that he liked what he saw. The top of my breast were just visible in the “v” opening of my jacket, my skirt was short enough but long enough to hint at the length of my legs beneath, the heels that I wore were killers that added to the length. He had to be dead not to appreciate the package in front of him.

At that moment, as he looked me over the folder in his hand fell to the floor, we both stooped to retrieve the papers and files that fell. Gathering the papers and handing them to him, I felt him staring at me, but from the position that I was in I knew that my skirt was hitched up and showing a hefty does of my garters and thigh highs. I grabbed the last item that was on the floor which was a magazine. Turning it over to read the cover, I found myself staring at the title “Ebony & Ivory - White Dicks for Black Chicks.” I looked at him and arched an eyebrow, then handed over the magazine. Taking the magazine back and tucking it away, he looked embarrassed. I smiled and we stood. He motioned to the comfortable wing back seats in by the fire place to conduct his portion of the interview.

The interview went okay, his eyes strayed to my breast and legs several times during the course of it. It really gave me a thrill, made me feel even more powerful than with his wife especially since I knew his fetish. I teased him by leaning in on certain questions and letting my breast do the talking or re-crossing my legs seductively. I knew that it was driving him crazy. He had to be rock hard by the end of our conversation.

We had just concluded when Mrs. Crosby re-entered for the final phase of the interview. I could tell that she did not like the area that we choose to have the interview, but walked over and occupied the seat adjacent to her husband. This part of the process is where they told each other their findings and asked me any more pertinent questions and then I asked my own. This went smoothly, but Mrs. Crosby noticed how her husband’s eyes strayed across certain sections of my body. She was furious. And at that moment, I knew that I would have to cut my losses with this position and possibly the company after today - DAMN. Finally, I could not take the animosity anymore and confronted it. What did I have to loose??

“What is your problem with me, Lisa?“ I asked using her given name - fuck being proper and professional. “Is it me or Don’s fetish with “Black chicks and white dicks”? Is that the problem?”

She looked shocked. Good, fuck her! “I am damn good at what I do - everything that I do - so if I wanted your man I would have him. Hell, you said that I can’t have men follow my directive, I can make your man follow my directive right now, if I wanted.” I informed her. Damn, now that sealed the fate of my job! Oh well, I was on a roll, the bitch pissed me off and had to be confronted.

They were speechless at this point. I leaned forward and unbutton the top of my jacket. My skirt hitched up with the movement to show the top of my thigh highs and garters. Don’s eyes followed greedily. I smoothed a hand across the top of my breast to emphasis.

“See even with YOU here, your man is following my directive. I can make that man do what I want without saying a word. Hell, I can make you too.” My voice was low, seductive and very cocky. I felt very much in power and they were both in shock and awe.

“Don? You want me, right?” He looked at his wife, then me and swallowed. “Move the folder off your lap and show your wife the hard on you have had since you walked in this room.” Lisa snatched the folder to the floor and the infamous “Ebony & Ivory” magazine slid over to my feet. She stared at his rigid cock straining to come out of his pants and then to the magazine on the floor. Don jumped up to get the magazine, which made him have to kneel at my feet. Perfect.

At that exact moment, I opened my legs to allow him a glimpse of the crotch less panties that I had on. I was wet already from the power play, and knew that the sweet aroma tickled his senses. He looked at the sweet moist pussy that was at his eye level and then up at me and then back at his beet red wife’s face.

I leaned forward and whispered against his ear, “Touch it. See how soft, how warm, how wet she is. Touch me.”

It was like he could not control him self and the magazine forgotten, he reached out a hand and stroked 2 fingers down my slick pussy through the slits of my panties. Damn that felt good. He groaned and stroked again, then pulling his hand back and sucked the two fingers into his mouth for a taste. I held his wife’s furious gaze, and lifted my right leg over the arm of the chair to allow him more access. Both their eyes widen, his in pleasure; hers in shock - I loved it. Don took no time in accepting the gift offered to him. He began rubbing my glistening clit and stroking my pussy. He finally couldn’t resist, wife or no wife, and moved in with his mouth taking my clit into that warm haven. I sighed and closed my eyes at the contact for a moment and then opened them and continued the battle of stare with Lisa as her husband ate me out.

He sucked and slurped and finger fucked me with perfection. She watched at first in shock not moving, but I can tell that the scene before her was arousing her. I mean here she is watching her husband in his expensive Armani suit on his knees servicing a black employee with his mouth. I would have been turned on or pissed off.

To see just where her arousal was I unbuttoned the rest of my jacket and opened my bra letting my breast spill free. She watched. I took Don’s free hand and placed on my breast and squeezed his hand around my breast. He stopped eating and followed the silent command to pay some attention to my breast while his one hand continued to finger fuck me. I looked at her and arched an eyebrow as if to say “See how obedient he is to my directive?” He suckled my breast and then I pushed his head back down between my legs for more attention to my clit. He obeyed.

Lisa legs began to rub together as her arousal heighten. I gave her a knowing cocky smile. She had to be soak & wet. Her hands were rubbing up and down the top of her thighs as if she wanted to touch herself but did not dare, too. Don was lapping my pussy juices up like puppy. He would alternately fuck me with his tongue and fingers, I came in his mouth and my juices were slicked across his face. My hand at the back of his head held him in place as I grind my pussy into his mouth as I came. I held his wife’s eyes the whole time. Pushing him away I brought my leg down and stood, beckoning him to do the same.

Don was a handsome white man early 40’s, 6 foot 4 inches, tight body, nicely put together man. And from the bulge in his pants, very well endowed. I ran a hand across the bulge and he shuddered. Lifting a hand to the back of his head, I pulled it down and kissed him deeply as I grind my hips against his hard cock. He returned the kiss wholeheartedly. I tasted my juices on his lips and it turned me on even more. His hand slipped up the back of my skirt and gripped a hand full of my ass and squeezed appreciatively, pulling me up tight against his arousal, his other hand squeezed a hand full of breast. Oh, I liked this side of my boss, I really liked it. I knew that his wife had a full view of my bare ass in my naughty crotch less g-string. I wondered if it took her to the point where she was rubbing herself yet, but the kiss that Don laid on me was so intense, that the thought left my mind as fast as it entered it.

Breaking the kiss I turned him around and pushed him to sit in my vacant chair. He sat down and continued to look lustfully at me. It was as if his wife was not even in the room. I looked meaningfully at his bulging pants and he took the silent command and unbutton and unzipped them. His dick sprung free. Moving in closer, I knelt and took his dick in my hand, smoothing my hand up and down his dick, I jacked him a little before putting just the head of his cock in my hot mouth and sucking gently. Don’s head fell back in ecstasy. I allowed a little more of the hard dick in my mouth, then a little more until I had all of him deep into the back of my throat. Then pulled it slowly out and went to work, sucking his dick in a way that I knew he never experienced. I knew that he was very close to cumming within minutes. The whole time my bare ass, gaping, dripping pussy hanging out the slits of my crotch less were staring Lisa in the face. Just to fuck with her, I moved a hand between my legs and inserted two fingers into my pussy as I sucked her husband’s dick. I can tell that Don was about to explode but I wanted to play a little more so I backed off of his dick and stood in front of him, still playing with my pussy. His hands joined in the play. Spreading my legs wide, I let him play a little more and then moved back from his hot seeking hands.

I wanted to see what the wife was doing so I turned around and faced her. I almost laughed because her hand finally made the mark and found her crotch. Backing up, I sat down on her husband’s lap and rubbed my wet pussy against his bare hard cock. Spreading my legs, I straddled his lap and stood, leaning forward with my hands on his knees. My ass was face level for him and he took the bait and began to eat. The man knew how to eat ass well and it took all that I had to stay still, braced on his legs. I regained Lisa’s gaze and held it as her husband ate my ass. Finally, I moved away from the scrumptious mouth in my ass and slid my dripping pussy onto his hard dick, slowly. My pussy engulf that thick cock and slowly smoothed it’s way down it until it disappeared.

Don groaned and I had to whimper at the intense pleasure of having him fill me so completely. Lisa’s had about 4 fingers shoved deep in her pussy at this point and was finger fucking herself intensely. I began to move up and down on her husband’s dick, slowly and then increasing the tempo as I went. I rode the shit out of his dick. Don gripped my hips and pumped hard into me groaning and grunting as we fucked. My juices flowed freely down his dick as he stroked the walls of my pussy with each pump.

I came several times in the mad foray of fucking that we were doing. At some point, Don lifted me up and made me kneel in the vacant chair and fucked me from the back, it was glorious. As he took his final pump before busting his nut, I looked over my shoulder at his wife and smiled, triumphantly, and then he came. His cream filled my gapping pussy and oozed out around his still pumping dick. I extended a finger to wards Lisa and beckoned her to come over. Her thighs were glistened with her cum. She stood shakily and walked over to us. I pushed away from Don and leaned over with my ass in the air. “Would you mind cleaning your husband’s cum out my pussy so that I may leave?” I asked bitchily, thinking that she would balk and run. Nope! The crazy bitch knelt behind me and began to eat and lick the cum out of my ass and pussy. And she was GOOD! Hell might go as to say better than her husband. I arched back and moaned as she ate with gusto. Don leaned in and kissed me fully for the treat that I gave him.

Giving one last command, I told him “to service his wife“, he complied and knelt behind Lisa and ate her as she ate me. We had a ass eating training running. Then Don took the liberty and fucked his wife while she ate me. By the end of the event, all of us had came multiple times and the job was mine - with perks!

Told you - I always get what I want and then some…

Original post by sweetnchoclit

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