HALEY’S JOB INTERVIEW (4C)Haley twisted her hands impatiently as she waited for her name to be calle

HALEY’S JOB INTERVIEW (4C)Haley twisted her hands impatiently as she waited for her name to be called. She hated interviewing for jobs. It was always the same questions repeated over and over. It was almost tempting to just mouth the questions along with whatever HR stooge was going to be interrogating her. “Miss?” The secretary was on the wrong side of fifty, but had that strict, no nonsense look about her. “You can go in now. It’s the second room on the left.”Haley nodded, stood up, and did one last check of her outfit. Fuck Me heels? Check. Skirt just long enough to reveal the lace pattern topping her stockings? Check. Three buttons left undone to make it very clear that she wasn’t wearing a bra? Hmmm. A quick twist of her hand made it four, just to be safe. Then she got up and headed to the room that had been indicated. The office she had been sent to was vaster than Haley had expected. It was almost more like a boardroom than someone’s working space. She stepped inside, but the room appeared to be empty. “Well, I guess I’m ear-” Haley’s words cut off as one of the chairs spun around and a pair of deep blue eyes confronted her. She instinctively reached for the door behind her, but just as her hand closed around the doorknob, his hand closed on the back of her shirt and yanked her back into the room.“It seems you had some pleasant dreams last night, wench,” he whispered into her ear as he reached into her blouse and pinched her nipple hard. Pain battled with pleasure as he twisted the sensitive nub between his fingers. “I rather enjoyed them myself.”“You- You-” The words ended and her eyes rolled back as he forced his hands between Haley’s legs. She relaxed her legs, silently allowing him to bury his fingers into her cunt. He didn’t take the time to let her body adjust to him; instead he started with three fingers folded together, the palm of his hand slamming into her clit while her juices ran down his wrist.“I- I- I what?” He asked cruelly. “I fucked you while you were sleeping? I pumped a load deep into your cunt when there was nothing you could do about it? Tell me, wench. How did I taste?”Haley’s heart stopped. He had seen that. How? It shouldn’t have been possible. Had he still been in the room? Where there cameras hidden in their things?“Can’t remember? Well, I can help you with that.” He grabbed her around the waist and heaved her on to the table, then spun her around so that she was laying on her back. His fist twisted into her hair, pulling her across the polished wood until her head was dangling over the edge. She watched as he unzipped himself and pulled out his already erect cock. Haley’s mouth opened of its own accord, her body betraying her mind’s demands to fight him off.“So, what does it taste like, wench?”‘Grlglk!’ It wasn’t so much an answer as a sound. The sound of his cock pushing her tonsils out of the way. The sound of her throat stretching around his shaft, of her tongue lashing vainly against  his skin. The sound of submission.“Oh, so you’d like some more, hmmm?” He kept to the same relentless pace he seemed to prefer. A distant corner of her mind, the part not attached to the hand had taken over stroking her clit, couldn’t help but wonder about that. It seemed…wrong, that he always took his time with her. It was as if he didn’t care if he got caught, as if everything he did to her was as natural and right as breathing. Why wasn’t he rushing? Why wasn’t he concerned that someone might interrupt them?Haley sucked harder, earning an appreciative grunt. His words touched a smile briefly to her lips before she shook it off. He was praising her for letting herself be raped! Then she choked again as his fingers pressed down gently on her throat. Haley’s brain melted as she realized she could now feel him from both sides, the cock in her throat and the fingers caressing her neck. Then he powered forward, his sack slapping against her face as he blocked off her ability to breathe. Her throat stretched further as he came, pouring his seed directly into her stomach. Shot after shot erupted inside of her. He held the position long after the last drop had dribbled out, until her face began to turn red and her nails scratched at the desk as she tried to communicate her need to breath. Only then did he withdraw, deliberately dragging his wet cock across her face.“Good girl. You’re learning.”He brushed the pad of his thumb across the corner of her mouth, capturing a drop of cum that had somehow escaped being swallowed and pushed it back between her lips. Then he leaned down and kissed her tenderly. “Now go clean up, wench. You still have an interview to sit through. Oh, and one more thing…”“I’ll see you tomorrow,” Haley whispered. -- source link

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