Phir mere pant ka belt kholne lagi. Tabhi mera lund khada ho gaya, aur didi ka haath touch ho raha tha.Phir mere jeans bhi utaar di. Phir didi tel se ...aalish karne lagi aur unke hath ke mulayam sparsh hone ke kaaran mera lund uffan mar raha tha.Main control karne ki koshish kar raha tha par control nahi ho raha tha. Didi meri lund ki uffan ko nazar andaaz kar rahi thi.Phir didi mere chest par tel lagane lagi, jisse main thoda kamuq ho gaya. Lekin maine control kiya kyunki voh meri didi thi.Pata. I was so wrong. He kept staring at my large breasts. Trying to look at my resume but I could tell he was still looking at my boobs he said, "Well Katie those are some impressive qualifications. It makes me wonder if they are real or fake. Something like that would make a difference in your chance to get this job. If you could prove that your...qualifications are real." I knew exactly what he was talking about and that is when I really realized this interview was taking a turn down a road I did. I chose to keep the job." What does that entail, Melody?" Two or three times a week he calls me in and I have to suck him off." Does your husband know about this?" NO!" How long has this been going on?" Two years."'I don't fuck her Sabine. She just sucks and does so nicely." What about you, Sabine?" Diane caught me in the office naked. She told me it was a choice of being fired or doing what she wanted. I need the job."I was feeling awfully humiliated telling them this."What have you done for. .There was an unmistakable feeling of acute anticipation in my stomach leading out to my trembling hands. I knew where I was going tonight and the probable outcome.Shaved, made-up sexy, dressed in a 3in heeled mini boot, fishnet stockings with a garter, black pleated short skirt, a white blouse with ¾ length arms exposing fishnet arm warmers to a stunning black straight haired wig, didn’t help the situation any.Going dressed like this to a man’s lair and offering myself to him…I was quite.