What if she couldn't do the job and Bob had to fire her?Ann knew that her age would be a detriment; she would be thirty-eight in January. She would be...competing against twenty-somethings fresh out of college. She made a mental note to look at her resume one more time. She had brought a copy with her to the condo; thinking that she might have a chance to put the finishing touches on it. She decided to ask Bob Long to explain just what his company did before she made a decision on whether to send. Off came my thong and first it was over laps then on my knees ... like the bet I'd agreed to ... BUT Billie took my thong and stuffed it in my mouth (ok, been there, done that ... no big deal, besides I was half-spiffed) she said she was going to slap my ass so hard I'd need the gag to keep me quiet ... and she did too (much more than the guys.)So first I got stripped then spanked while gagged with my panties ... actually had done that before just not for so many guys. But this second spanking. She had opened it earlier when she opened the window and could now see in to the room across the way. The room was about the same size as hers, large for a student but furnished a little nicer. She spotted it’s occupant coming out of the bathroom. The man was older, maybe in his late thirties or early forties. He was wearing a pair of shorts with no t-shirt. He was chubby but handsome and she found herself wanting to watch him.The lights in her apartment were turned off and she closed her. I ran my tongue over it, as Mia groaned louder at my wet touch. Once more, I started slow, remembering her words but slowly began to pick up a little pace. My eyes glanced up to see Mia grabbing her own breasts, squeezing them and sucking on her own nipples.My growing actions of speed caused Mia to grow more vocal in her sounds. Groans of ecstasy flowed from above my position, like the sound of music being orchestrated with me being the conductor and my tongue the magic wand.Her hips quivered,.