Between My Legs

Chapter 4

My natural t**s won't even get hidden even if I try crossing my arms over. And also this is an interview making in more akward cos I need to sit straight backed and professionally.

I looked in the eye directly at whomever asked the question when I answered and seeing Charis naked right in front of me really makes it all confusing.

It got to a point during the interview I sensed it's all coming to an end so I asked a question after seeking permission to do so.

"You can go ahead and ask your question" she said, I readjusted and stated "How long have you worked here ma'am… erm I mean like … this floor?.. I mean how long did it take you to become so comfortable with the way you appear?".

"Comfortable?, You say" she laughed out loud took a glance at Mark and faced me to answer my question "Dear, there's no woman out there who is comfortable, I mean truly comfortable. Well I've been here for 30+ months, I started from an entry position like you are right now.

"Everyday, working naked with clothed men who can and will eventually want a blowjob or f**k from you. The blend with work and pleasure works today and doesn't tomorrow. Most women on this floor last for just two years while some even leave earlier, and that makes it easy for the men to rank higher it's not sexism. Mr. Campbell, who started this 5years ago hates sexism and he even reviews every promotion himself.”

She took a glass of water before she continued, “A lot of times it all boils down to your private life, you know sometimes someone can or can'thandle the s*x initially or after a time, it all happens. And usually it is that someone wants to marry or start a family and doesn’t want to bring this home with them. And we have a very good program of promotions to other parts of the company for those who want to leave. Like your friend Tina.”

“well never saw anyone having s*x … I saw the blowjob but it isn’t like I see people f*****g everywhere.”

Charis smiled. “It’s an open office and that decision was purposeful, too. It adds to the stimulation but also allows oversight to watch over the women.”

She points towards the door while I tilt my head and saw a woman in reverse cowgirl bouncing up and down on a guy in his chair. Then she pointed closer where a woman was on her knees sucking a guy at his desk as he talked on the phone. Another … a woman bent over a desk being f****d from behind. This activity is not the deal of the office but it provides a measure of public satisfaction.

“Do you do anal?” she asked "what the f**k, wow … I wasn’t ready for that question. I shook my head and blushed. She smiled at seeing my face turn red.

“And that was just a question, Merry. Ermm.. can you oush your chair back and open your legs.” I looked at both of them but this was a naked office, a s****l office.

And it was still the interview. I shouldn't have difficulty with the interview, or else I will never be able to survive here. I uncrossed my legs and parted them widely enough.

The both of them smiled at each other. “Put your knees over the arms of the chair.” she said,and I just did as directed. “You’re wet, aren’t you? Damn, you might be embarrassed, but you are excited by this.” I didn’t say anything in response. I didn’t trust my voice at the moment.

“We’re entering into the next phase of the interview, Merry. I don’t mind confessing that we are impressed by your references and your office skills.

But this office has other criteria, though. We try to schedule workload for a 5 hour day even though the work day is 9 hours. Our distractions can eat up a couple hours.”

I nodded as I sat in front of them with my thighs spread wide, my p***y spread and obviously glistening with my arousal. I’d always been easily excited and that didn’t appear to be a negative here.

She continued and I realized she was easing me in quick steps through a trial of sorts. “Fondle your breast.” I started and she quickly commented, “God, look at those things. You guys are always talking about titty-f***s and most of us just can’t do it properly.” As I fondled and squeezed my boobs and rolled and pulled my n*****s for them, she turned to him, “He would love those.” She turned back to me, “Mr. Campbell has a thing for busty women but only when they are natural like yours so they hang, sag some, and bounce. You have an amazing rack.”

I was getting more turned on all the time. Her comments, the comment about the CEO liking big boobs women, sitting in front of them with my legs spread wide, and fondling my breasts. One hand dropped down slowly over my stomach and mound to my open, glistening p***y. I stroked the fingers over the slit, moved them to the c**t, then down to my hole where I dipped a finger to the knuckle. Suddenly, it occurred to me I hadn’t been directed. Did I go too far? I paused, not removing my hand but stopping the motion. I looked up at Charis.

She smiled and nodded. “I like that. You’re turned on aren’t you? just keep going, while we watch you c*m. Or do you not want to orgasm for us? Are you turned on enough to c*m in front of two strangers who might be able to give you a job?”

OH GOD! I couldn’t believe how turned on I was and her edging me on really added to the pleasure I was already feeling. I drove three fingers into my now dripping wet p***y, my thumb regularly making glancing contact on my c**t. While my other hand was twisting and pulling one n****e, pulling my breasts up from my slouched body and letting them drop back down bouncing. I moaned and whimpered but didn’t dare cry out as I got nearer and nearer to that orgasm.