I was beginning to get a little bored with my job, doing the same thing for any amount of time can get boring and I had been working at the local sports centre for some time now.
I decided to find another job.
I was very good at organizing and handling paperwork and I had good computer skills. I decided I wanted to be in a professional environment, working in an office. I love wearing powerful skirts and dresses, wearing make-up and doing my hair every day. Yes, I decided that this would be a great environment for me.
I started looking on websites for local companies that needed office assistance. I found some insurance companies that needed administration workers and also retail outlets that wanted office staff, but nothing was hitting the mark of what I wanted.
Then I saw an advert looking for a secretary.
A local branch of a national finance company needed a secretary for the branch manager. Managing his calendar, meeting preparation, filing and general office duties, which would also include some travel was the brief.
I liked the sound of it and sent my CV across.
I was delighted to hear that I had got an interview. I had to be at their offices straight after lunch at two o’clock on the following Wednesday, so I prepared.
On the day of the interviews, I brushed up on my CV and history, then dressed and prepared to make an impression of a professional intelligent young lady ready for the business world.
I wore a knee-length black skirt, a white blouse, and a black blazer jacket. The skirt was very tight around my butt, but also very professional. A matching black underwear set revealed a little too much through the blouse, so I switched to white, it was a little frilly but still professional, I was ready to make an impression.
I arrived and was asked to wait in a small reception area by a young office worker, she was very nice but seemed to lack a look of professionalism, certainly in her dress: jeans and t-shirt.
After ten minutes or so, she came back into the reception area and informed me that Mr. Ayton was ready to see me.
I walked into the meeting room, which I believe was Mr Ayton’s office, and shook hands and greeted him.
“Delighted to meet you Beth, please sit down and make yourself comfortable,” he said, showing me to my seat behind his desk.
He sat on the other side directly opposite me.
“Nice to meet you too, Mr. Ayton, thank you for interviewing me,” I responded as I sat down.
Mr. Ayton began to ask me a number of questions about my previous work, he was very interested in my work delivering meals for the elderly. I told him that it was just a six-month role, but I enjoyed being around older people.
“I’m impressed that you spent some time looking after older men. Did they have any specific needs that challenged you?” he asked.
I had no idea what he meant by this.
“Not especially, they were sometimes a little flirty, but it was all part of the fun and making them happy and relaxed was very rewarding,” I responded. I felt I was getting a little tongue-tied and not getting my words out properly.
“And do you like older men flirting with you, Beth?” he asked.
“No, I didn’t really mean that, they were just playful and fun, they all looked after me and I made sure they got their meals delivered on time. They were all very nice,” I replied, nervously.
“OK so this is the first office job you would have?” he asked. I was grateful for the change of subject.
“Yes, it is, but I’ve always wanted to work in an office environment. I am very helpful and good at organisation and always look professional, so I’m sure I would be quite good at it,” I responded.
“OK, well you do seem very professional and obviously don’t mind being around an older guy like me, so if it is OK with you, I’d like to invite you back to a second interview,” he said.
“That would be amazing yes I’d love to,” I immediately responded, I couldn’t hide my joy.
“The interview will be in two weeks and will probably be in a hotel rather than here, but it won’t be too far away. OK so far?” he asked.
“Yes of course,” I replied.
“Please dress to impress, and also come prepared with the answer to this question. Why should I employ you, Beth? What will you give me in this role that others won’t? All clear?” he asked.
“All clear,” I said. Although I was not completely sure what he meant. No matter, I would secure the interview then give it some thought.
In the meantime, another job I had applied for had written to me inviting me for an interview. All of a sudden, I was in demand!
This company specialized in building materials and the role was also a secretarial role that I had applied for with a similar role description. I arrived at the interview the next day.
The building was not in good condition, surprisingly for a construction company.
The owner, Mr. Ross, came out to get me from reception as I was signing the signing-in book.
“Come on in, was it Beth?” he asked.
“Yes, that’s right,” I responded and made my way through to his (rather scruffy!) office.
“Tea or coffee?” he asked, but I decided not to.
“So you want to work here as a secretary?” he asked.
“I am interested in the role yes, perhaps we could discuss what is required?” I asked, surprised that I had to take the lead in the interview in this way.
“Well, it is general secretary duties really, I am not very organized, and I drink a lot of tea so that kind of thing. When can you start?” he asked me.
“Oh well, I am available in a week I think, it’s just that I also have another interview to go to,” I said, panicking a little.
“OK, well if you want the job it’s yours, but I need to know tomorrow at the latest. OK?” he said.
I was surprised and really didn’t know what to think. I definitely liked the other role more, but this would be so easy! I wanted to go to the other interview, however, so I told him that I would think about it.
“OK well thank you for popping in,” he said, and as I walked out he slapped my backside and said, “Cheerio.”
I was a little shocked and stared at him, he just smiled and winked at me. I didn’t know quite what to think or say.
“OK, goodbye, thank you,” I said. Thank you! It was like I was thanking him for smacking my bottom!
As I made my way home, I have to confess to finding his bottom slap a little stimulating.
I called Mr. Ross and told him that I would have to decline his kind offer.
“If you change your mind at any time, do let me know, I could always find a role for someone like you here,” he said. Which was very kind.
I thanked him and he asked me to pop in any time and have a cup of tea. So kind.
It was time for my second interview, better think about my questions response.
I received an email informing me the interview was to be held at a small hotel just off the local motorway services, there was no meeting room so the interview would be in the hotel room. I thought this was a little strange, but he also said that he was traveling to and from meetings, so no problem, I agreed to it.
I arrived at the hotel and asked for Mr. Ayton at reception. They informed me to go straight to his room on the second floor, room 232.
On the way, I again considered my replies.
He asked me to think about why he should employ me and what I would give to the role that perhaps others wouldn’t.
He also asked me to dress to impress. I considered my reply.
I would tell him that I would always act professionally, he could always rely on me whether dealing with his superiors or external customers. That I would be on time and would work late if required. I was also happy to travel and accompany him to meetings to help with preparation. I hoped this would be what he wanted to hear.
I also had to dress to impress. I decided to dress similarly to the first interview as I believe this impressed Mr. Ayton. So, I wore the same skirt, this time with a black blouse. I could then wear my matching black underwear. I also wore suspenders and stockings as this was a classic secretary look, not that he would get to see them, but I felt confident.
I then remembered that we were meeting in a hotel room. I wondered how this would feel. I decided to do something a little risky. Dress to impress he said, what the hell I thought, I removed my bra.
I knocked on room 232.
“Come in,” Mr. Ayton’s voice announced.
Mr Ayton sat at a small desk, close to the window and a double bed.
The light shone in through the window so there were no lights on. The room smelt of shower gel!
“Come in Beth, very nice to see you, apologies that we don’t have a more professional setting for our second interview. I hope it is OK for you to meet me here?” Mr. Ayton asked.
“Yes, it’s fine, Mr. Ayton, where would you like me to sit?” I asked, as I could only see one chair.
Mr. Ayton pulled a small chair from the other side of the desk, so we were now facing each other on the same side as the small office desk.
“Have you had time to consider the two questions that I asked before the end of the last interview?” Mr. Ayton asked me.
“I have given it plenty of thought Mr. Ayton. I don’t know if I have the right answers for you, but I hope I have,” I replied, feeling quite nervous now.
“I asked you why I should give the role to you and what you would give in return that would make you the standout candidate. What would your answer to those questions be?” he reiterated.
“I believe I can offer a professional approach, ensure you are always prepared for meetings and organized, I can organize travel, even come to meetings to assist in preparation if that is what is required. Basically, I can tend to all of your needs and ensure you are happy in your job, where I can have an effect of course,” I replied.
I had no idea if this was going to clinch it, so I decided to go a little further.
“If there’s anything I’m not doing that you need, you only have to ask and I can do it,” I quickly added.
“I see,” Mr. Ayton said, without changing his facial expression.
“I like what you have decided to wear today, Beth. Very professional, but also attractive, I like that,” he added.
“Thank you, Mr. Ayton,” I responded, wondering what he would ask me next.
“I take particular note of your comment about asking me if there is anything you are not doing that I require, I thank you for that,” he added.
I smiled and nervously waited.
“Back to your outfit, I hope you don’t mind but a question comes to mind that I would like to ask you. Is that alright?” he asked.
“Yes, it’s fine,” I responded, wondering what the question was.
“Would you mind telling me whether you are wearing stockings or tights today, Beth?” he asked and looked me straight in the eye.
“I’m wearing stockings,” I replied, without hesitation.
“I see,” Mr, Ayton said, raising his eyebrows.
He added, “When I asked you to dress to impress today, what did you think I was looking for?”
I was a little taken back by the question.
“I think you wanted me to show how I would be turning up for work and so you could see me at my best,” I replied, feeling very much like I wanted to impress Mr. Ayton.
“Very good, you look fantastic Beth. I think the interview is over. I will be in touch with you once I have spoken to one or two other candidates. Is there anything else you would like to add now that we are here, in the interview, in the hotel room, just us?” he asked.
I hesitated then said, “No, I don’t think so, Mr. Ayton.”
“Thank you again then, Beth, please see yourself out and I will be in touch,” Mr. Ayton said.
I walked to the door and opened it, then turned to say goodbye and thank you. But an urge overcame me and as I have done many times in my life, I decided to go with it.
I closed the door and turned to face Mr. Ayton again.
“Mr. Ayton there is one more thing I would like to add,” I said.
“Yes Beth, what is it?” he asked, keen to hear my answer.
“I thought about you asking me to dress to impress and many ideas came to me. In the end, as I said I decided to look professional and smart and how you’d want to see me in the office. But when you said the interview was not going to be in the office, and I saw that it was in a hotel room, well I then changed my mind and wore something a little different,” I continued.
“So what did you decide to do then Beth, I’m confused,” Mr. Ayton added.
“I decided not to wear the bra I had on, so I have no bra on, Mr. Ayton. I did that to impress you,” I responded.
“I see, but how was I to know, Beth?” he asked, smiling, which relaxed me a little and I laughed, we both did.
“If you want to prove it to me, Beth, there’s only us here, it would be fine to do so,” he added and stood up to walk towards me.
I put my handbag down and removed my blazer.
I undid some buttons on my blouse and pulled it out of my skirt, I lifted it and showed Mr. Ayton my naked breasts.
“When can you start?” Mr. Ayton simply said.
I handed my notice in at the Sports Centre and readied myself for my new job as Mr. Ayton’s secretary. I was excited.
Things had been going stale with my boyfriend, but I hoped my new role would spice things up a little. I’m sure he would like me in my secretary uniform, complete with heels, stockings and glasses. So I decided to stick it out and remain with him. Of course, I never mentioned the breast flashing episode at the interview.
Day one came around soon enough.
I arrived at the office and was shown to my desk, just outside Mr. Ayton’s office. He was busy in and out of meetings all day, but he took time to say hello and welcome me in the morning and smiled at me each time he walked past me.
I got used to the filing system and spent some tine on the documents to prepare myself for my regular tasks.
At the end of the day, Mr. Ayton called me into his office.
“Have a seat Beth. How is your first day so far?” he asked.
“So far so good Mr. Ayton, just getting used to things but I’m excited to be working here,” I responded, positively.
“Good,” he replied.
“I have some meeting minutes I’d like you to type up and leave them on my desk first thing, please. My writing can be a little scruffy but do your best,” he instructed.
“No problem” I replied.
“Before you go home, I have a question for you,” Mr. Ayton asked.
“Sure, how can I help?” I replied.
“Stockings today?” he asked.
“Yes, I’m wearing stockings today, Mr. Ayton,” I responded, with a smile.
“What about that bra? Are you wearing one today I can’t tell?” he requested.
“Yes, I am wearing a bra today Mr. Ayton,” I continued, still smiling.
“So what are you going to show me today lovely Beth?” he asked.
I lifted up my skirt and showed Mr. Ayton my stocking tops.
“See?” I said, looking at my stockings and smiling at Mr. Ayton.
Mr. Ayton stood and walked over to the door, ensuring it was closed after looking out around the office.
“It’s just you and me here Beth, no need to feel, confined. You can relax,” he said, and sat back down at his desk. He nodded his head as if to say, “continue.”
I don’t know why I did it, but I decided to turn my back to Mr. Ayton, this I pulled my skirt up a little higher. I looked around to see his reaction, he was smiling. Higher still I went, I pulled my tight skirt up over my panties and shook my bottom from left to right. I was wearing a tiny black thong, Mr. Ayton could see my ass cheeks as I stood and turned my head to watch his reaction.
“Lovely Beth,” he said. “I hope you’re not finished,” he added.
I didn’t know what to do so I just stood there and let me skirt start to fall back down.
Mr. Ayton walked toward me.
He thrust his hand up my skirt and inside my panties, rubbing at my clitoris and spreading my pussy lips.
I was in shock.
“Turn around,” Mr. Ayton commanded.
Without hesitation, I did what he asked.
He pulled my panties down and rubbed at my pussy from behind. He then pulled a chair alongside me.
“Put your leg up on the chair please, Beth,” he requested.
“Yes, of course,” I heard myself saying.
I raised my leg and Mr. Ayton’s head appeared between my legs, he started sucking and kissing my pussy, it felt incredible.
“I’m going to cum, Mr. Ayton,” I mumbled.
He continued to lick and suck and my orgasm came through me like a train, Mr. Ayton continued to lick and suck as I shuddered.
“Now, I hope you like swallowing cum Beth, I’ve got a lot inside these balls, and I want you to take it all, OK?” he half asked, half instructed.
I had always liked giving blow jobs, but only rarely did I swallow. It was something I had not done for my boyfriend much to his annoyance, he would be devastated that I would do it for someone else.
But, without hesitation, I got to my knees as fast as I could, and as soon as Mr Ayton’s cock was out of his pants, I grabbed it and put it in my mouth. I kissed it and sucked it, licking it all over, sucking hard and waiting for him to cum.
I couldn’t wait, I wanted to show him I would swallow it all and was actually dying to taste it.
He took his cock in his hand and started jerking.
“Here it comes Beth, open wide, let’s not spill any,” he said as he stroked his cock over my mouth.
I squat down further, my head back and my mouth wide open, all the time staring at Mr. Ayton. I had never felt so submissive, I was really loving it too.
All of a sudden, a thick load of cum shot out and landed on my tongue. Mr. Ayton was convulsing and moaning, he seemed to be enjoying his orgasm. Not forgetting my role, I put my mouth around his cock and sucked the next few spurts of cum straight into my mouth and down my throat. He tasted wonderful, I sucked and sucked until there was nothing left.
“I think you’ve got it all,” Mr Ayton said, half laughing, delighted I believe at what he had just seen.
“More,” I said, as I continued to lick his cock and try to put it back in my mouth as he backed slowly away.
“Great start Beth, I’ll see you in the morning and discuss those minutes. Please be ready for an hour meeting at 12pm before lunch,” he said as I straightened my skirt and blouse.
“See you in the morning,” I said and smiled as I left for the evening.
Wow.
Fortunately, I was not seeing my boyfriend that evening, I needed some time to think. What had just happened?
More importantly, I had tomorrow’s meeting to prepare for.
The morning came and I dressed ready for my meeting.
A long black dress, no underwear.
I arrived at Mr. Ayton’s office and knocked on the door.
“Come in,” shouted Mr. Ayton.
I entered and placed the minutes in his tray.
“Wow, Beth you look fantastic. Give me a twirl,” Mr. Ayton requested.
I gave a slow twirl and pulled the front of my dress down to show Mr. Ayton I was not wearing a bra. I smiled at him, ready to do whatever he wanted.
“We only have 15 minutes as my lunchtime meeting has been brought forward, I’m afraid Beth, so I’ll tun through these this evening. So, a quick blow job is about all I have time for, is that OK?”
Without hesitating I was on my knees behind Mr. Ayton’s desk taking his already half-erect cock out of his trousers and sucking it into my mouth.
I sucked hungrily on his cock for about two minutes before he told me he was about to cum.
“Great work Beth, I’m going to cum so please hold it all in your mouth so you can show me before you swallow it all, OK?” Mr. Ayton instructed.
Submissively, I responded, “yes of course.”
His warm, creamy and delicious sperm filled my mouth. Mr. Ayton panted, as wave after wave of orgasm and cum travelled through him. I opened my mouth to show him.
“Well done, Beth, now swallow it all, there’s a good girl,” he said.
Wanting to be a very good girl, I swished his cum around my mouth and played with it with my tongue. I swallowed greedily and sucked a little more out of his cock before he put it away.
“You’re cum tastes amazing,” I said, as he put his cock away and he prepared to leave for his meeting.
Little did he know I had never done any of these things before, I had no idea what was making me so submissive towards him.
“Good to hear, plenty more for you tomorrow. Now Beth are you on the pill?” he asked.
“Yes, I am,” I answered.
Good, because tomorrow I’m going to fuck you and I don’t use condoms, so I will be cumming inside you, OK?”
I smiled and nodded, thrilled at the thought of having Mr. Ayton’s cock inside me.
I went home from work that night and sat in the bath.
What had come over me? How come I had turned into this, well this filthy slut! I had never been very submissive and certainly had not been one to let a man do as he wished in this way before. My boyfriend had to almost beg me for sex. He would have thought he had died and gone to heaven if he had been treated the way I had treated Mr. Ayton earlier today.
But the truth was I was absolutely loving it. I was cumming constantly and it felt amazing. I wanted Mr. Ayton to do all kinds of things with me. I was looking forward to the next day already.
I decided to break up with my boyfriend, it wasn’t fair to him. I had to make a choice and there was no way I was going to stop this horny slutty road I was going down. I had never felt so horny and sexy.
I started to wonder if it was just Mr. Ayton that I would behave like this for.
I realised it wasn’t
I decided I liked to flirt and be sexy in front of men, but not any man. I had to be an older man. So I hatched a small plan to test it.
I contacted Mr. Ross at the construction company and told him I had taken another job, but I wasn’t sure about it. I asked him if I could meet with him and discuss a potential job in the future, that I would love to have a cup of tea and chat with him.
Without hesitation, Mr. Ross agreed, and I arranged to meet him the following morning early before work. I had already arranged a later start at work, so I had some time to play with.
The thought of being alone in Mr. Ross shabby old office with him and flirting got me very excited. I planned what I would wear.
I arrived at his office just before eight o’clock the next morning.
“Beth, come in, you look f-f-fantastic,” he stuttered as he looked me up and down.
“Lovely to see you again Mr. Ross,” I replied.
“Aren’t you going to slap my bottom again?” I asked him, pushing my bottom towards him.
I was wearing a tight black skirt and a white blouse. I had no bra on, and my giveaway stiff nipples were poking through, they had already caught Mr. Ross’ eyes.
Mr. Ross smiled and slapped my bottom, then returned and gave it a squeeze.
“Mmm, that’s nice,” I replied, “I assume we’re alone?” I asked, as I slipped my skirt over my bottom to reveal that I was wearing no panties.
“All alone,” he responded.
I turned and faced Mr. Ross, my closely trimmed pussy now revealed, I stroked it slowly and moved towards him, I grabbed him and started to kiss him.
He put his hand straight between my legs and started to rub at my clit. He knelt down and licked my pussy, placing first one finger inside me, then another. I opened my legs and lay back on his desk while he fingered and licked me until I came with huge force over his tongue and mouth.
He continued to lick at me, eventually, I found him beneath me with his tongue inside my ass, what a lovely sensation.
He pulled his cock out and thrust it inside me.
I reached down and stroked his balls as they rattled against me, his cock deep inside me. His finger immediately went inside my ass as he fucked me harder.
He then turned me around and continued to fuck me, now from behind, rubbing at my clit with his fingers. I came again.
When my orgasm subsided, I felt a new sensation. He had pulled his cock out of me and was now inside my ass. This was the first time I had experienced anal sex. Wow, it was incredible.
Soon, I felt Mr. Ross stiffen and his orgasm came, as he did inside my bottom.
We relaxed in a heap.
“I had better leave for work Mr. Ross, but thank you, perhaps we can continue our discussion another time?” I asked, with a cheeky grin as I fixed my clothing.
“Any time, young Beth,” Mr Ross panted.
Off I went to work, with a surprise for Mr. Ayton…
