I was awaiting the arrival of a potential client today. I had been trying to find the right person for this company. I had trouble finding someone for this position but when this man's resume came across my desk I thought I found the one. His resume didn't necessarily fit the exact description of what the employer wanted but he seemed like he would be a good fit. Then I saw his picture. Oh that picture. There was something about his face. He had what seemed friendly but his smile was something else, something….hot. More like a smirk with a, I have a secret behind it. His eyes smoldered and had a certain intensity about them. He was bald and with a nicely shaped head. I actually felt my face flush as I viewed his picture.

I decided to see if he would come in for an interview. I called him on the phone and after speaking to him for only a few moments I was flushing again. He spoke with a wonderfully sexy voice. Not too deep but there was …..again, something about the way he spoke. I hung up and caught myself smiling like an idiot.

The day of the meeting I found myself oddly nervous. What I had to be nervous about, I didn't know. I have done hundreds of these interviews in my line of work. My phone rang. My potential client was here. I fixed myself up. I laughed. What is wrong with me, I thought? I grabbed my clip board and walked out to the waiting room. There he was, speaking to our receptionist. He looked towards me and smiled…that smile I had been staring at since I received his resume. I noticed the receptionist was intrigued by him as well.

I stood there for a moment too long. He walked towards me and introduced himself. I collected my thoughts, shook his hand and asked him to follow me to the interview room. The receptionist then alerted me that she was leaving since this was the last interview for the day.

I lead him to the interview/conference room. I entered the room and motioned for him to have a seat. He sat on the middle of the couch. I couldn't stop staring into that face. He looked at me as if he could read my mind and he began to stroke the couch…"Do you like the couch?" I asked. He looked at me seemingly shaking off a stray thought. "Just nice leather." he replied with a grin.
I began the interview, informing him of what the company was looking for. We spoke for a while and he filled me in on his work experience and how he could be a good fit for the company. He was explaining to me his work ethic. I found myself leaning forward. Intrigued by his manor of speech and the intelligence and wit that he exuded.

Fantasies began to form in my mind, when all of a sudden the side door to our offices flew open. I was startled and embarrassed about the thoughts that were going through my head. My co-worker made apologies and left the room. "Are you okay?" asked the client. "Yes of course," I replied, "He just startled me." "Why don't I look okay?" I added trying to laugh it off. He then said. "It's just that you look so flushed." "Are you sure you're alright?" I looked over to the mirror on the wall and noticed I was definitely a bright red. "I'm okay." I said, trying to calm myself.

We continued to talk but the fantasies returned and I realized…I want this guy. I really, really want this guy. Could I arrange this? How do I approach him? This isn't something I have ever done before. What could I possibly due to show him I want him…and now?

I began to formulate a plan. I needed to get closer to him on the couch. The only way to do this is to have to show him something. Hmmm, I got an idea. I excused myself by saying I had a few pics on my computer of the company and some examples of what his office would look like.

I walked to my office to grab the laptop then thought better of it. I instead grabbed my small tablet. I knew I had a few pics of me on this one as well as the pictures of the company I was try to interest him in. I hiked up my skirt and unbuttoned a few buttons on my blouse. I composed myself, still wondering if I could do this. I returned to the room. He stood up as I walked in. I smiled and walked towards him. I sat next to him on the couch. "Here are the pics I was speaking of." I said. "Sorry, I hadn't had time to download them to my laptop." I turned on the tablet, putting my hand on the couch near his thigh and leaned into him to show him the pictures. He smiled down at me and at the tablet. He lean in and put an arm on the back of the couch and with his left hand he held the tablet. I scrolled with my right hand to the different pictures, showing him the building, cafeteria, parking and what would be his work space. I paused….I knew what was next and I wasn't sure I could go through with this. He seemed to sense my hesitation. "Is that all you wanted to show me?" he asked. I flushed. "I'm not sure" I regained my resolve. I scrolled to the next picture. It was of me in a very revealing bikini…I gasped. "Oh, sorry!" I lamented. "That is from my vacation." I tried to grab the tablet but he pulled it from my reach. I leaned forward, placing my hand on his thigh. He took his right arm and held me back. NO! He exclaimed. I turned to him as he stared at the picture and then at me. His smile was devilish. He looked back at the tablet, using his thumb to scroll for more pictures. "Hmmmm" is all he said. He then put the tablet down on the coffee table. His right hand still restraining me. His thumb caressing my arm.
"Let's continue this meeting shall we?" he said. With his right hand on my arm he reached over and put his hands under my legs to swoop me onto his lap. I gasped. I could feel the bulge in his lap. I was thrilled. "I think what I need to do now, is to demonstrate my leadership abilities." "How I can look at a situation and do what I believe needs to be done to get the job accomplished….to your satisfaction."

He then put his hand on the back of my head and pulled me towards him. He kissed me deeply. The kiss was all consuming. I put my hands around his neck. He opened his mouth and put his tongue in my oh so willing mouth. His tongue probed me deeply….I couldn't catch my breath…He pulled away. He looked at me with a lust I have never experienced before. It was a bit intimidating. Before I knew it, he had me on my feet. "Okay," he said. "Let's get this demonstration started." He widened his legs. Me, standing disheveled before him. He sat back. His stretched his arms over the top of the couch. "Show me what I have to work with," he exclaimed. I blushed…"C'mon, don't make me wait." I shrugged off my jacket, throwing on the side chair. I pulled out my blouse from my skirt and unbuttoned it. I also removed the silk green camisole and I stood before him in my skirt and bra. "All of it!" he said with authority. I continued…I slipped off my bra and dropped my skirt to the floor. Now I am only in my panties.

"Stop!" he yelled he lean forward on the sofa. His eyes on my blushing face. He unbuttoned his shirt and threw it on the side chair with mine. He pulled off his under shirt but put it near him on the couch. He reached forward with his hands between my legs. "Widen your stance." He said. I obliged. He rubbed my pelvis, my crotch over my panties and put his hand through my legs to my ass and pulled me towards him. He seemed please that I was smoothly shaved. He looked up at me as he rubbed me and said, " I love when I have a nice clean surface to work with." He buried his face in my sex. Smelling me. Rubbing his face into me. I put my hands over my breasts. Trying to calm myself but he took his hands and pulled down my panties, placing them on the couch as well. He returned his attentions to my pussy. Kissing it. Holding me by my waist. Pulling me to him. He started to lick me there. At first just up and down my slit, slightly tugging on my lips with his. I had to drop my arms down to his shoulders to steady myself but when I did her moved his hands to my ass and probed my pussy deeper with his tongue. Flicking at my clit and then going deep into my pussy, then all at once he stopped. I was breathing so heavy by then and had so many sensations going through me it took a second to realize that he stopped. I looked down. He was looking up at me. He seem to enjoy what this was doing to me. He pushed me back.

"Okay, if I am going to do this I am going to do this right!" He stood up. He grabbed his t-shirt and place it on the couch. He then grabbed me and sat me on it. "Don't move unless I tell you too." I only nodded. He smiled and there in front of me he began to undo the buttons on his jeans. With a knowing smirk on his lips. He pulled them and his underwear down in one swift motion. When his cock sprang free I gasped. I covered my mouth with my hands. What have I gotten myself into? He stood there in all his manly glory. He tossed his pants aside and got down on his knees before me. He grabbed my hips and pulled me closer towards him. Smiled at me and went down on me. I must say, he was being thorough. He kissed my pussy. Licked my clit. He went in far and deep. My hands found their way to his head. So many sensations where going through my body. He continued pleasuring me with his tongue and when I thought he was about to slow down he added a finger, then another. He had me writhing and moaning in utter erotic euphoria. His fingers deep inside me, circling the wall of my vagina as his hot tongue flicked at my clit. I felt my body begin to tense. He must have felt it as well because, his finger began fucking my pussy with an intensity I have never felt. He was literally fucking me with his hands while he sucked on my clit. I couldn't hold back any more. My body erupted in an all-consuming orgasm. I released my grip on his head and began pounding the couch with my fists then had to cover my mouth to keep from screaming, but he wouldn't let up. I begged for mercy. He finally lifted his head. His face wet and glistening from my juices. He rubbed my pussy as if to soothe me but it only made me shiver more.

"Ah but that was only the beginning." I have so many more moves in my repertoire to show you." I haven't even shown you my main strength." He said as he rose from the floor. He lifted me off the couch. I was so shaky I could barely stand. He turned me around, bending me and pushing my head into the seat of the couch. He had his hands between my legs again, rubbing me. "Okay me dear. Now for the pièce de résistance." He put the head of his cock to my pussy. Sliding it up and down my slit basically teasing me. "Are you ready for this?" he asked. I put my hands next to my head to ready myself…"Yes," I whispered. "Speak up!" "I need to know if you are able to handle what I can dish out." I stayed quite for a few seconds as her rubbed my cunt harder with his cock. Yes I thought to myself. I wanted this. I started this I can finish it. I can take whatever he gives me. This is my fantasy come true. "YES!" I spoke up loud and clear. "Good." He replied and he pushed into me. Oh so agonizingly slow. It was heavenly. He had me firmly by my hips. Finding his rhythm, sending new sensations through my body. Pounding me into the couch. I pushed back onto his cock to feel every bit of him. He leaned into me more, forcing my knees onto the edge of the couch. I held on as best I could but he was relentless. Maybe all this time trying to find a job was causing him to let out his frustration on my poor pussy but I have to admit the friction he was producing was spectacular! He continued fucking me hard….hard and fast. I could feel myself building again. My pussy tightening around him. I was moaning and screaming." Oh God…Not again!" He reached under me and put his finger on my clit. "Give it to me again….Let go!" I did. I came so hard. I screamed into the seat of the couch but he continued his control over me. Pounding into me as my juiced squirt out and onto his t-shirt. I collapsed onto the couch, but he said, "No dear…we aren't quite done yet."

He lifted me off the couch leading me to the floor. He had me kneel before him. He was still hard with my juices glistening off his engorged cock. "We need to finish this right." I looked up at him knowing exactly what he wanted. I leaned forward first licking him. Tasting him…tasting me…all over his cock, his balls. I licked him clean. Tasting myself off his cock was more than erotic. I wanted him to know how much I appreciated what just happened. I grasped his cock with both hand and stroked him while I leaned under to suck on his balls. He had one hand on my head. After a few minutes, I released his balls from my mouth and sucked the tip of his head. He moaned softly, a few moments later I went full in. I took in his cock, completely down the whole length. He was big, meaty and delicious. With all the excellent fucking he has done to me I knew it wouldn't take long so I gave it all I got. I sucked him hard and fast. He groaned more loudly now. He couldn't hold back anymore. He grabbed the sides of my head with both his hands and mouth fucked me for a few more strokes. He yelled that he was cumming and if I wanted him to stop and not cum in my mouth to raise my hand. I quickly moved my hands to his ass digging my nails into to his flesh mounds. He understood exactly what that meant and he came… hot and juicy down my throat. He sighed loudly and came over and over down my throat, pushing my face into his crotch. He finally loosened his grip on my head. I slowly pulled my head back but continued to suck up and down his cock. He let out another sigh and looked down with what seemed like hearty appreciation and awe in his hazel/green eyes. It gave me a definite feel of pride in what I did. He lifted me by my shoulders and kissed my lips. Sucking and gently biting my lower lip.

"Are you okay?" were his first words to me. I could barely let out a breathy…."yes." He kissed me again. This time softly, licking around my lips, sucking my lower lips and swirling his tongue in my mouth. "I tast good on you," he proclaimed. He looked down on the coffee table and found a box of tissue and proceeded to clean my face. "I got this" I said. He then took his t-shirt and cleaned off the couch. I moved over to my clothes and began dressing. He did so as well pulling on his underwear and pants but before I could get my panties from the couch he grabbed them and stuck them into his jeans pocket. I didn't protest and we both just smiled. I was still a bit shaky after I dressed and he told me to sit down for a moment. He continued dressing and cleaning up after our…demonstration. When he was done he turned to me. "I better get going. I hope you were able to gather all the information from me that you needed to be able to recommend me for the job." "I believe I you have all the leadership abilities and qualities that they need….so yes," was my reply. "Good" he said. "So I should be hearing from you again soon?" "Yes, most definitely," I said with a stupid grin. He turned and walked towards door but not before grabbing his T-shirt of the couch and scrunching it in a ball. At the door he opened it and looked out towards the outer door and the receptionist area. He turned back towards me. "Next time when you call me in for a meeting be sure to bring in someone else and I will show you how well I am at multitasking"…He smiled that sly smile and he was gone.