“Fuck, of course. No problem,” Liz said.Mike arrived at noon as scheduled. As a junior associate, he worked with someone else on each shift. This ...articular one, he was scheduled to work with Alicia, but Emma tampered with the dry-erase board to assign him to herself. Alicia would understand.“Good afternoon, Emma,” he said cordially. If he remembered the awkwardness of the previous shift, he didn’t mention it.“Hey, Mike,” Emma said pleasantly enough. “Roger wants us to stack all these cases in. ” I moaned.I nearly stumbled backward as she held my dick in her throat. I ignored all the tender bruises and sores on my body – surge of adrenaline maybe? She was amazing; her entire body seemed to be working toward one goal: to expel my seed. Her firm yet pliable tongue gently moved back and forth along the underside of my cock. I could even feel the slight bumps of her taste buds massaging my dick, each one eager for the taste of my cum. She sucked her cheeks inward, enveloping my dick in. What happened?”So, I began telling Tony about the interview I had with Mr Franklin, with his enormous dick sticking out of his pants, and swinging just inches from my face. Then, how he had me pull out my tits so he could play with them after I had accepted the job, including the jerking, sucking and fucking requirements. I also mentioned how Mr Franklin had only played with my tits during the interview, then had Barb – the old receptionist – “finish him off” with a blowjob as I was leaving the. "Well, we would prefer it if you were loose, but not blitzed," Betty agreed. "The girls need a little in them to get brave, too -- otherwise, everyone sits around getting embarrassed." I'm embarrassed NOW!" You shouldn't be," Betty rejoined. "You were cute and sweet and a keeper before you crashed -- and then you woke up and made like Supercock..." I'm not..." I sputtered."The Hell you aren't!" Betty argued. "How often do you get laid?" Very seldom," I told her. "Oh, a couple of women have told.