I am twenty-one years old, I just finished college and am hunting for a job, and let me tell you it hasn't been easy. it has been one rejection after another and not fun at all.
I just came out of another office and from the frown on my face and tears clouding my eyes am sure you can guess how this one went.
Another rejection, I never knew rejection could hurt this bad till I started hunting for a job.
I crossed the road and walked towards a bench, am not in a hurry to go home, the thought of the disappointed look that will once again cloud my mum's face had me wincing a bit. I don't know which hurts the more the turn downs I get from these interviews or the disappointment that flashes across my mother's face when I tell her about these turn downs but all the same am not in a hurry to go home.
I sat down placing my files beside me and watched the passer-byes everyone in hurry to get to their destination, I wondered if any of them is going through what am going through now.
After spending some time on the bench wallowing in self-pity I decided to go home. Since my house was a few blocks away from where I had my interview I decided to walk home to give myself enough time to prepare to face my mum.
I opened the door and I walked into the living room, I could hear my mum in the kitchen, I hesitated a little, fuck it! I thought I better get it out of the way.
"Hello mother" I greeted her casually when I entered the kitchen.
She looked up at me and once again the hopeful look was there.
I looked down, my silence was all the answer she needed.
"Why don't you set the table, dinner will soon be ready," she said flatly, her disappointment obvious in her gaze.
I let out a defeated sigh and went to do as she instructed.
"What are you going to do now?" she asked, her voice cool and detached, while we were eating.
"I don't know mum" was my tired response as my fork fell from my hand, my appetite gone.
I was heading towards my room when my eyes caught today's newspaper I picked it up maybe I will be lucky and something will be there, I thought hopefully, taking it into my room.
I flipped through the pages, searching for any job advertisement when one caught my eye.
A job advert from one of the most prestigious companies in the city. The CEO was looking for a personal assistant.
Do I apply or not, I debated within myself I mean for such a high profile company they will be looking for a more experienced someone not just a fresh person like me, but let me try I said what harm is there in trying so I applied.
Three days later I got ready for the interview.
"You are going to get this one" mother told me on my way out, "I have a good feeling about this." I just nodded my head and left.
In the waiting room, there were tons of people all waiting for the same job, well maybe not tons, but there were a lot of people there for the job.
They all looked older and more experienced than me. My heart sank, if this is what am up against I better give up, I thought to dejectedly but sat down anyway.
The faces of the people coming out of the office were not encouraging at all. The sound of my name being called startled me, causing my heart to skip before it raced like a race car. I looked around and noticed I was the only one around, all the other candidates have gone.
I walked towards the door with some trepidation, I knocked softly on the door, when no response came I knocked harder.
I took in a deep breath before turning the door handle, the sight of the woman behind the desk froze me in my tracks as I stared at her open-mouthed.
"Are you going to come in or ogle me from the door," the woman spoke in a soft husky deep tones that had shivers running down my spine as my body reacted to her sexy voice.
I snapped my mouth shut and looked up to see the woman watching me with a smirk and a predatory look that had me swallowing in fright and excitement.
What the hell is going on I questioned my body reacts to this stunning woman.
Walking in slow steps I made my way to the seat facing the woman, trembling from the woman's intense look.
I tossed the bra somewhere and left my breasts out for her to see. Immediately my nipples hardened from the air in the room and her hot gaze.
"Touch yourself" she growled, her eyes focused so intensely on my pale flesh causing the peaks to harden the more.
I moaned at her request and began by moving my hands over my neck towards my breasts before cupping the molds in my hand, I squeezed and fondled them, by now her eyes were so dark with need and I could see her trying to restrain herself from taking me. My breathing increase as I used my hands to pleasure my breast, and doing it in front of an audience made the whole thing more erotic and had my channel drenching wet.
I drew my thighs together trying to exert some friction to offer some release from my growing need.
looking back at the woman who was still watching me intently I drew my two fingers into my sucking them like I was sucking a dick I made wet before moving them to my nipples and applying the wetness there making them harder. I took one and pinched it so hard causing a loud moaned to flow out of me, and my clit throbbing painfully hard from all the excitement rushing through my body. I was so wet and in need of release so badly. I looked at the woman and gave her a pleading look.
The next thing I knew the woman was in front of me drawing me up and then her mouth was on my nipples sucking so hard, making me moan out loud with my head thrown back in pleasure.
She picked me up and deposited me on the table her lips still attached to my nipples, I was so wet that I was dripping down my thighs. She used her left hand to tweak the twin peak while moving her right towards my vagina all the while sucking away on my nipples like a baby suckling the mother's breast.
Her hand sneaked under my skirt up my inner thighs leaving a shiver of pleasure in her wake till she got to the junction of my sex and inner thigh, she moved my underwear aside and thrust her two fingers into me hard.
"Fuck!" I yelled out with a long moan at the hard thrust. Thank God I was already wet.
My head flew back in pleasure as she started fucking me. Her thrust was fast and merciless, she was like a woman possessed, it was as if she was trying v to fuck me out of my senses, and my senses were already fried by the overload of pleasure flowing through my system.
The feelings were so much that I couldn't keep it inside, I started screaming them out, not caring if anyone could hear me, I was drowning in pleasure.
My wetness caused her fingers to make slopping sounds as she fucked me. She added two more fingers and her four fingers disappeared into my drenching cunt, causing more fluid to gush out from flowing down her hand towards her forearm. Her thrust was lifting me off the desk and sending me to high heavens. Stars and clouds begin to appear beneath my eyes as I was being fucked harder than I have ever been fucked before. My walls tightened against the moving digit, I was so close.
"Am coming!!!!" I screamed, reaching my peak, as my release gushed down my thighs and her hand. When I was done she brought out her hand and licked it clean off my cum. The sight was so exotic that I whimpered.
She allowed me to dress up and gather myself before she said you can go. I left the office not knowing if I got the job or not but I had a smile on my face.
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