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From: "Courtney Sweet" <webmistress@courtney-sweet.com>
Subject: {ASSM} Sally and The Interview (M, F, mast, voy, no sex)
Date: Thu, 14 Feb 2002 20:10:13 -0500
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SALLY & THE INTERVIEW (1 in a Series of 3)
By Courtney Sweet

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Sally smoothed down her skirt and straightened her blouse; she was standing
just outside the office of the corporate firm holding interviews for a
personal assistant to the director.  She scrutinised her reflection in the
polished metal of the elevator door; her blonde curls were collected on top
of her head revealing her long slender neck and her makeup was immaculate.

As she took a seat in the waiting area she was surprised to see there was
only one other applicant waiting, he kept looking at his watch as if he were
in a hurry.  After about 20 minutes the man left, he seemed quite angry and
glared at her as he walked out.

Shortly after Sally was ushered into a large plush office, the man that
greeted her was middle aged with greying temples and quite handsome in a
clean cut sort of way.  "Hello Sally, I'm Doug.  Please take a seat and tell
me why you think you would suit the position of personal assistant to me.

Sally took a deep breath and sat down, crossing her long slender legs slowly
making sure to let Doug get a glimpse of her white lace suspenders and
panties.  She was not going to let this job get away from her and was
prepared to pull out all stops to get it, no matter what that meant she had
to do.

Doug leaned back and loosened his tie, smiling as he listened to Sally tell
him of her qualifications and work history.  When she had finished he leaned
forward and smiled, "it sounds as if you are pretty much what we are looking
for here at the corporation, I'm just hoping you have what it takes to
handle the board of directors".

Sally stood slowly and placed both her hands on the edge of Doug's desk,
leaning forward and levelling her gaze with his.  She knew her blouse would
gape open exposing her full rounded C cup breasts being pushed up by the
white lace bra she wore and hoped this tactic would work in her favour.

"I think you will find sir that I am fully qualified to handle just about
anything. I want this job and I'm prepared to do anything necessary to
ensure my position as your personal assistant," she purred softly.  As she
spoke Sally started to undo the buttons on her shirt, her gaze locked with
Doug's, she could see he was caught by surprise.

Doug rose from his desk and locked the door, turning to watch Sally as she
slid her silk blouse off and draped it over the back of a chair.  He made
himself comfortable on the leather couch, removing his tie and unbuttoning
the top of his shirt waiting to see what she would do.

Sally unzipped her skirt as she moved towards Doug, she could see the
excited glint in his eye as she pushed her skirt down over her hips slowly
letting it slide down to her ankles.  Taking a seat on the heavy timber
coffee table right in front of Doug, she slid her lace bra off massaging her
breasts seductively and flicking her nipples to hardened points.

Doug shifted in his seat as if he wanted to touch her; he managed to control
himself letting his hand rub slowly at the crotch of his pants as he watched
her.  Sally slid her panties off letting them slide to the floor in front of
Doug; she knew he would be able to see the damp stain of her excitement on
the white gusset.

Leaning back on the coffee table placing both her stockinged feet on the
table's edge she ever so slowly spread her legs, running her hand down her
taunt stomach over the small strip of blonde fuzz on her pubic mound.  She
sighed and closed her eyes as her well-manicure fingertips found the nub of
her clitoris and she began to masturbate herself.

She moved her hand rapidly from side to side over her engorged clitoris,
letting out soft gasping mews of pleasure as she every so often slid two or
three fingers into her juicy cunt.  Her pussy lips glistened with the
moisture from her excited cunt, growing more pink and puffy as she came
closer and closer to climax.

Doug groaned but did not move from his seat, he unzipped his pants and
released his erect penis, grasping it and rubbing his hand up and down it's
shaft.  They masturbated in unison, each driving the other faster with their
moans of excitement.

Sally's hips rose from the table and she finally drove four fingers into her
pussy crying out with orgasm, her thumb still working her quivering clit.
As Doug saw this he lost all control, spurting his load as he watched her
fingers soaked with pussy juice fucking in and out of her beautiful cunt.

Sally removed her fingers; putting all four of them into her mouth at once
she sucked her juices from them.  Doug watched her with satisfaction,
pushing his cock back into his pants, he zipped them up nodding his head and
smiling broadly.  "Well Sally, I think you do have what it takes to be my
personal assistant, I want you to start working first thing Monday morning".

Sally smiled seductively back at him as she put her skirt and blouse back
on, when she was finally dressed she stood in front of his desk and shook
his hand.  "Thank you so much Doug, you won't be disappointed. Neither will
any of the other directors," she purred, winking at him as she flounced from
his office.

Doug walked back to the couch flopping down onto it he put his feet up on
the coffee table in front of him where Sally had carried out her little
performance.  Glancing down at the floor he gasped with surprise and leaned
down picking up Sally's wet panties, lifting them to his nose he breathed
the musky scent of her cunt juice then began to chuckle, he couldn't wait
for the other directors to meet his new personal assistant.

To be continued.


(C) Courtney Sweet 2002

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