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The Boardroom (inc. pics)

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The Boardroom (inc. pics)

Late one evening, KD told me to expect a text in the morning with instructions on meeting him while he was at work the next day. He had told me already that his colleagues would all be out of office all day.

The next morning, my phone buzzed and the text I received read:
“Reminder:
Your interview for Personal Assistant at Central Offices is at 12:45pm today.
Please ask for Mr DB”

I felt a shiver of excitement run through me. So, it was a bit of roleplay he had planned for us. I looked in my wardrobe for interview appropriate clothes and opted for a short black and white polka dot dress, which I wore with matching black lacy bra and skimpy knickers, tights and black heels. I made my face up carefully, finishing with red lipstick – his favourite and a necessity for something I hoped would transpire as the interview progressed.

I arrived at the office with a tummy full of butterflies, just like before any job interview I’d ever been to. DB answered the door and shook my hand before ushering me into his office.

“Thank you for coming in to meet me, Miss P. First I’d like to give you a tour of the office, and then we can have a chat about the job and in particular, my specific requirements. I hope you’ll be a good fit for the role.” He said, in a serious tone. “You certainly have the look I like.” He said, a smile playing on his lips as he appraised my appearance. I almost didn’t recognise this person; he was taking the role so seriously.  Due to this, the butterflies had not abated one bit, and I could feel myself trembling with nerves and anticipation.

His office was on the ground floor so DB directed me up the stairs to begin the tour. I went up ahead of him ensuring he could get a good look up my short skirt if he chose to. I imagined the tights I was wearing stretched tight over my arse cheeks and the sheer fabric displaying the laciness of the skimpy underwear I had on, just enough to tease him. The thought made my pussy start to tingle. As we got near the top of the staircase I felt his hand run up my inner thigh and stroke my lips through the cheer nylon, telling me he’d been getting a good eyeful just as I’d hoped. I could feel myself beginning to get wet.

DB showed me round the offices upstairs then into the boardroom on the same floor. It contained a large meeting table surrounded by chairs alongside a display showing the work the company did. He told me about his role in the firm, all the time with a hand sitting gently on my hip as he showed me around the room. Then, his voice full of authority, he directed me to sit in a particular chair and got us both water before sitting across the table from me with a folder and notes in front of him. 
“I’m so sorry Mr DB I’m very nervous – I always get this way in job interviews.” I stuttered, feeling my face flush. I picked up my water with shaking hands and took a gulp. It was beginning to feel very much like a real interview!

He smiled and said “I can see you’re nervous. Don’t worry at all – this is more of a formality than anything. I can already tell you might be good for this role. Today, I have some practical exercises lined up for you to participate in. Let’s get started on those now. If you can stand up and place both hands flat on the table in front of you, we can begin.”

Standing in this way meant I was bent over the table slightly. He rose from his seat and circled slowly round behind me, like a shark circling a lone swimmer. My legs were like jelly as I wondered what was coming, what the practical exercises could possibly be. This was nothing like any interview I’d had before. His hands stroked my arse gently before he grabbed my tights and pulled them down forcefully, exposing my skin to the cold air with just a scrap of knicker material to cover me.
“Mm,” he sighed, “Very nice. But not pink enough.”

He began spanking me gently with his flat palms, chafing the skin deliciously. “Harder, Sir, please.” I moaned quietly, pushing my arse back towards him, asking for more pain. He complied, swatting my bare cheeks harder and harder until my skin was singing and heating up delightfully. I could feel how red the cheeks must be getting when he paused for a moment. The cold air hitting the warm, stinging skin made me tingle all over.

I wondered what was going to happen next. DB was standing behind me, very quietly. Then I realised he was taking pictures on his phone of his handiwork. I pushed my arse out to give him the best angle and posed with all my might, hoping the pinkness I could feel would show on the pictures. He pulled my knickers down to meet my tights, somewhere around my knees, and took a few more, gently touching my pussy lips but avoiding my clit or going inside me with his fingers, just to make me desperate for more. 




Then, he announced we were to move on to the next practical task:
“Pull those up and fix your dress.” He said in an authoritative tone, “The next task is in my office. Follow me.”
I fixed my clothes and trailed after him down the stairs to his office. He pointed under the desk: “This is where you’ll be working from. I want to check it is a good fit and you can perform your duties from here.” I took the cue and scrambled under the desk. It was a tight fit, even more so once DB got into his office chair and slid in in front of me. His growing bulge was right in front of my eyes and the sight of it caused my pussy to flood my knickers and tights. I hoped I had read the signs correctly and unzipped his fly before teasing his bulging cock out – this could make or break the interview! I took the head of his penis in my mouth while pulling gently on his balls through his trousers and started to suck and lick his hard cock covering it in red lipstick – glad I’d worn it for just this purpose. From under the desk the angle was awkward but I managed to get him completely in my mouth and began deep throating his hard cock.

DB’s hips started to thrust himself deeper into my mouth and throat before he grabbed the back of my head and started to fuck my face. I could hardly breathe and could feel how much drool was covering his cock, the power he was exerting over me and his groans of pleasure turning me on even more. He stopped himself before he came down my throat, grabbed my hand and dragged me back up to the boardroom again without a word, his face serious.

Once there, he pushed me onto the desk face down and roughly pulled my underwear and tights down before inspecting me closely. Running a finger up the wetness coating the lips of my pussy and through the crease of my arse, he told me “Aren’t you a horny little slut. Just what I’m looking for in my PA. Did you enjoy me fucking your face?”, “Yes, Sir.” I gasped.  “I don’t normally give anything away in an interview, but you’re a strong contender for this job.” He said in a stern tone, “I do, however, have one more practical assessment to conduct.”

My cunt was dripping at this point.  As he hadn’t explored my pussy at all with his fingers I was still incredibly tight. He pushed his bulging hard cock deep inside me, filling me up. The friction felt amazing. I could feel every ridge of him and gripped my pussy muscles tighter round his hardness.

“You are such a fucking filthy whore, you dirty bitch. What kind of slut fucks her interviewer?” He berated me. I moaned and pushed back harder on his cock, my orgasm teetering just out of view. I could feel myself getting closer and closer when he started slapping my arse again, right on the stinging parts. His hand came up and gripped me round the throat pulling me back onto him harder. This was enough to push me over the edge – I came in a volley of moans and squeals,  my pussy gripped his cock spasmodically exciting him more as he thrust harder and harder pulling me back on to him, hurting me, until I felt him pulsing deep inside, his moans telling me he was cumming. It felt like he was pumping me full to the brim with cum. Once I sat back down I worried I was going to leave a big mark on the seat.  I was right! When I stood up again I apologised and he smiled, saying “This is going to be the seat I sit in every time there’s a meeting in here, to remind me of how well this interview has gone.” I still had my tights and underwear round my ankles, and I hastily tidied myself up ready to leave.

All professional again, he showed me to the front door.  Once there he shook my hand and thanked me for coming (in all the senses). “I’ll be in touch with you about the outcome of your interview, but between us I think the job is yours.” I beamed a smile at him, feeling his cum started to soak into my knickers and thinking how soon enough it would seep through to my tights. I thought about the journey home on the bus filled with other people not knowing what I’d been up to that day, such a dirty slut full of cum, trying to keep it inside me. I shivered at the delicious thought of feeling my arse cheeks sting in the cold air as my flimsy dress swung around my hips as I walked down the street on my way home. “Thank you Sir. This seems like the perfect job for me. If I get it, I promise I’ll be the best PA you’ve ever had!”. 


(yes, the pics were taken on the day this happened)
03 Nov 2017 16:32
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Fantastic read KDS and the pictures make it even better and more erotic.

Thanks for sharing ♥
03 Nov 2017 16:36
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It was nice reliving it, KD enjoyed proofreading it for me too given he was in the office this all happened in!
03 Nov 2017 16:38
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Really nice story. Made my cock bulging as well Wink

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Great read KDS and well written!
03 Nov 2017 17:21
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Really good read, thanks for taking the time and effort to share.
03 Nov 2017 21:12
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Her perfromance review is due soon. If anyone has ideas for the evaluation criteria, drop me a PM.
03 Nov 2017 22:03
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(03 Nov 2017 16:32)kingDoms_sub Wrote:  Late one evening, KD told me to expect a text in the morning with instructions on meeting him while he was at work the next day. He had told me already that his colleagues would all be out of office all day.

The next morning, my phone buzzed and the text I received read:
“Reminder:
Your interview for Personal Assistant at Central Offices is at 12:45pm today.
Please ask for Mr DB”

I felt a shiver of excitement run through me. So, it was a bit of roleplay he had planned for us. I looked in my wardrobe for interview appropriate clothes and opted for a short black and white polka dot dress, which I wore with matching black lacy bra and skimpy knickers, tights and black heels. I made my face up carefully, finishing with red lipstick – his favourite and a necessity for something I hoped would transpire as the interview progressed.

I arrived at the office with a tummy full of butterflies, just like before any job interview I’d ever been to. DB answered the door and shook my hand before ushering me into his office.

“Thank you for coming in to meet me, Miss P. First I’d like to give you a tour of the office, and then we can have a chat about the job and in particular, my specific requirements. I hope you’ll be a good fit for the role.” He said, in a serious tone. “You certainly have the look I like.” He said, a smile playing on his lips as he appraised my appearance. I almost didn’t recognise this person; he was taking the role so seriously.  Due to this, the butterflies had not abated one bit, and I could feel myself trembling with nerves and anticipation.

His office was on the ground floor so DB directed me up the stairs to begin the tour. I went up ahead of him ensuring he could get a good look up my short skirt if he chose to. I imagined the tights I was wearing stretched tight over my arse cheeks and the sheer fabric displaying the laciness of the skimpy underwear I had on, just enough to tease him. The thought made my pussy start to tingle. As we got near the top of the staircase I felt his hand run up my inner thigh and stroke my lips through the cheer nylon, telling me he’d been getting a good eyeful just as I’d hoped. I could feel myself beginning to get wet.

DB showed me round the offices upstairs then into the boardroom on the same floor. It contained a large meeting table surrounded by chairs alongside a display showing the work the company did. He told me about his role in the firm, all the time with a hand sitting gently on my hip as he showed me around the room. Then, his voice full of authority, he directed me to sit in a particular chair and got us both water before sitting across the table from me with a folder and notes in front of him. 
“I’m so sorry Mr DB I’m very nervous – I always get this way in job interviews.” I stuttered, feeling my face flush. I picked up my water with shaking hands and took a gulp. It was beginning to feel very much like a real interview!

He smiled and said “I can see you’re nervous. Don’t worry at all – this is more of a formality than anything. I can already tell you might be good for this role. Today, I have some practical exercises lined up for you to participate in. Let’s get started on those now. If you can stand up and place both hands flat on the table in front of you, we can begin.”

Standing in this way meant I was bent over the table slightly. He rose from his seat and circled slowly round behind me, like a shark circling a lone swimmer. My legs were like jelly as I wondered what was coming, what the practical exercises could possibly be. This was nothing like any interview I’d had before. His hands stroked my arse gently before he grabbed my tights and pulled them down forcefully, exposing my skin to the cold air with just a scrap of knicker material to cover me.
“Mm,” he sighed, “Very nice. But not pink enough.”

He began spanking me gently with his flat palms, chafing the skin deliciously. “Harder, Sir, please.” I moaned quietly, pushing my arse back towards him, asking for more pain. He complied, swatting my bare cheeks harder and harder until my skin was singing and heating up delightfully. I could feel how red the cheeks must be getting when he paused for a moment. The cold air hitting the warm, stinging skin made me tingle all over.

I wondered what was going to happen next. DB was standing behind me, very quietly. Then I realised he was taking pictures on his phone of his handiwork. I pushed my arse out to give him the best angle and posed with all my might, hoping the pinkness I could feel would show on the pictures. He pulled my knickers down to meet my tights, somewhere around my knees, and took a few more, gently touching my pussy lips but avoiding my clit or going inside me with his fingers, just to make me desperate for more. 




Then, he announced we were to move on to the next practical task:
“Pull those up and fix your dress.” He said in an authoritative tone, “The next task is in my office. Follow me.”
I fixed my clothes and trailed after him down the stairs to his office. He pointed under the desk: “This is where you’ll be working from. I want to check it is a good fit and you can perform your duties from here.” I took the cue and scrambled under the desk. It was a tight fit, even more so once DB got into his office chair and slid in in front of me. His growing bulge was right in front of my eyes and the sight of it caused my pussy to flood my knickers and tights. I hoped I had read the signs correctly and unzipped his fly before teasing his bulging cock out – this could make or break the interview! I took the head of his penis in my mouth while pulling gently on his balls through his trousers and started to suck and lick his hard cock covering it in red lipstick – glad I’d worn it for just this purpose. From under the desk the angle was awkward but I managed to get him completely in my mouth and began deep throating his hard cock.

DB’s hips started to thrust himself deeper into my mouth and throat before he grabbed the back of my head and started to fuck my face. I could hardly breathe and could feel how much drool was covering his cock, the power he was exerting over me and his groans of pleasure turning me on even more. He stopped himself before he came down my throat, grabbed my hand and dragged me back up to the boardroom again without a word, his face serious.

Once there, he pushed me onto the desk face down and roughly pulled my underwear and tights down before inspecting me closely. Running a finger up the wetness coating the lips of my pussy and through the crease of my arse, he told me “Aren’t you a horny little slut. Just what I’m looking for in my PA. Did you enjoy me fucking your face?”, “Yes, Sir.” I gasped.  “I don’t normally give anything away in an interview, but you’re a strong contender for this job.” He said in a stern tone, “I do, however, have one more practical assessment to conduct.”

My cunt was dripping at this point.  As he hadn’t explored my pussy at all with his fingers I was still incredibly tight. He pushed his bulging hard cock deep inside me, filling me up. The friction felt amazing. I could feel every ridge of him and gripped my pussy muscles tighter round his hardness.

“You are such a fucking filthy whore, you dirty bitch. What kind of slut fucks her interviewer?” He berated me. I moaned and pushed back harder on his cock, my orgasm teetering just out of view. I could feel myself getting closer and closer when he started slapping my arse again, right on the stinging parts. His hand came up and gripped me round the throat pulling me back onto him harder. This was enough to push me over the edge – I came in a volley of moans and squeals,  my pussy gripped his cock spasmodically exciting him more as he thrust harder and harder pulling me back on to him, hurting me, until I felt him pulsing deep inside, his moans telling me he was cumming. It felt like he was pumping me full to the brim with cum. Once I sat back down I worried I was going to leave a big mark on the seat.  I was right! When I stood up again I apologised and he smiled, saying “This is going to be the seat I sit in every time there’s a meeting in here, to remind me of how well this interview has gone.” I still had my tights and underwear round my ankles, and I hastily tidied myself up ready to leave.

All professional again, he showed me to the front door.  Once there he shook my hand and thanked me for coming (in all the senses). “I’ll be in touch with you about the outcome of your interview, but between us I think the job is yours.” I beamed a smile at him, feeling his cum started to soak into my knickers and thinking how soon enough it would seep through to my tights. I thought about the journey home on the bus filled with other people not knowing what I’d been up to that day, such a dirty slut full of cum, trying to keep it inside me. I shivered at the delicious thought of feeling my arse cheeks sting in the cold air as my flimsy dress swung around my hips as I walked down the street on my way home. “Thank you Sir. This seems like the perfect job for me. If I get it, I promise I’ll be the best PA you’ve ever had!”. 


(yes, the pics were taken on the day this happened)
Oh my kds what a lovely story and so beautifully written, made me feel as if I was privileged to be in the boardroom with you.
And the photos - wow!!
 x x 

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03 Nov 2017 23:18
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Hehe thanks everyone, appreciate the reads!
04 Nov 2017 17:04
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I don't think I'll be the only one who's waiting in eager anticipation for your performance review ! I have been given to understand that Mr DB is particularly severe when it comes to evaluating your past performance, and also arranging your further strict ongoing one to one training with him in order to enhance your special personal assistant skills.
Enjoy !!

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