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her another five minutes before sending her on her way. Not that he minded staring at those bodacious ta ta’s a little longer. Definitely the best tits of the day. That was if the stiff cock in his pants were to be used as an indicator. The minute hand finally reached half past four and Henry moved to bring the interview to a close. “Well I’m afraid I have to be honest, Miss Parker,” Henry said, trying to cushion the blow. After all, he really wasn’t a bad guy. “But there’s only one opening left and I’m afraid the young lady who preceded you is somewhat more qualified.” “Oh really?” Janet said somewhat sarcastically. “I’m afraid so.” he replied. “Unless you have some other hidden assets that you haven’t mentioned. “Sure, I’ve got other assets.” Janet said with a grin. “In fact the recruiter who put me in for this program seemed very interested it them.” “I don’t understand,” Henry said as he again lifted the single sheet from the folder. “I don’t see any letter of recommendation or.....” “Well it’s not exactly the type of thing you can put down on paper.” she said as she got up and leaned over the desk, giving Henry an unrivaled look down the deep valley between her brown breasts. Her hands pressed flat against the shiny surface and she practically crawled closer to the still seated Henry. “I have ... the tightest ... little black ass ... you are ever going to ever see.” she said in a slow deliberate voice. “And given the chance I’ll pump that cock of yours so dry you won’t be able to fuck again for a week!” “What?” Henry said in shock, unable to believe what he had just heard. “What about it?” Janet said as she slid over the desk so that she was now sitting on the edge next to Henry. “Ever fuck a black girl before?” “Young lady, I’m going to have to ask you to leave this instant.” the still startled older man said, his defensive reflex kicking in.. “Your mouth says one thing but that bulge in your pants says something else.” Janet added in a seductive voice as she reached down and placed the palm of her hand on his clothed covered cock. The sudden pressure of her fingers against his most private parts killed what ever words that had begun to form in his throat. His mouth opened but he was struck mute. “Don’t I have a beautiful mouth?” Janet asked as she brought her face only a few inches from his. “Don’t you think it would feel nice wrapped around that pretty hard cock?” Henry was quickly loosing control. It was one thing to sit there and fantasize about having sex with these girls, it was something else to have one suddenly offer it to him. The sight of her tongue gliding out from her mouth and across her bright red lips was almost enough to send him across the edge. “Is this your wife?” Janet asked as she picked up the framed photo on the edge of the desk. “I’ll bet she doesn’t suck your cock, does she? And I’m positive that she’s never let you butt-fuck her.” “Oh God, Oh God, Oh God!” Henry frantically thought as she again applied pressure to his captive cock. The pressure abruptly faded as Janet suddenly withdrew her hand and grabbed both of her breasts, squeezing them hard. Her thick nipples pressed though the thin material and long red tipped fingers pressed against them. “You like my tits, don’t you?” she asked as she bounced the large jugs. “I bet you’d like to see them, wouldn’t you?” Not even realizing he was doing it, Henry nodded his acknowledgment. He was hooked. Parts of his mind called out for him to flee, but an erotic paralysis held him in place. “Well feast your eyes on these jewels.” Janet said triumphantly as she grabbed the bottom on her tank top and pulled it up and over her mammoth mounds. Freed of their restriction, they bounced only inches from Henry’s face. “Why don’t you take a little taste, honey pie.” she commanded as she grabbed the back of his head and pressed the long thick nipple into Henry’s willing mouth. “Mmmm, not bad.” Janet cooed as she felt his tongue play with her offering. “Uh uh" He tried to respond, his words muffled by the girlflesh. “Suck it baby, suck on my tits.” she repeated. Still holding the back of his head pressed tightly against her breast, Janet reached down and undid his pants. Pulling down his boxer shorts, she caused his hard cock to springs free into the open air, bringing a much needed relief to Henry. Running her long brown fingers up and down the length of his full six inches, Janet pushed his face to her other breast. A wide smile covered her face, party due to the ministrations of Henry’s tongue, partly due to her satisfaction at Henry’s turning out to be just one more man she could manipulate with her hot dark flesh. “I’ll bet that skinny bitch who was here before me gave you a hard on, didn’t she?” she said as she continued to stroke his cock. “Did you picture her naked on your desk here, her legs spread wide in invitation?” Henry by now was totally under the ebony girl’s erotic control. She had reached into his very soul and plucked forth his deepest fantasies. He had never discussed them with anyone, least of all his wife. Janet was quite correct when she doubted his wife’s interest in either oral or anal sex. Their twice monthly foray into the monotony of the missionary position was all that she would sanction. He was so much under her spell that even if Mrs. Carvey were to suddenly reappear, he’d be unable to resist the siren’s call. Janet abruptly pulled Henry’s face away from her chocolate ambrosia and replaced her wet nipples with her equally moist lips. She forced her tongue between his lips, filling his mouth with the heat of her passion. Janet could also feel the heat of his own lust in the base of the hard cock she now cradled in her hand. A tight experienced grip held what she knew would be a torrid of hot cum in check. . |