An Intersting Interview

A couple of months ago, I was looking for work and was approached by a friend of mine who said he might have an opportunity for me. He told me about a friend of his who was looking to hire a few people and was interested in meeting up with me to discuss the possibilities. I was open to it because I really had nothing going on and needed to make a few extra bucks. He gave me the guy's information and told me to give him a call. I called the guy, whose name was James and spoke to him later that afternoon. We discussed a few things over the phone before arranging to meet with each other. He mentioned that he remembered me from his friend's wedding and looked forward to getting together with me to discuss the job opportunity that he had. With that, he told me that he would text me at some point during the next couple of days to let me know when he would be available. I thanked him and after hanging up the phone, I sat tried to figure out exactly who this guy was because I met so many people at our friend's wedding.

Over the next couple of days, James text me here and that, just to say hello and see how I was doing. I found it a little strange because we really didn't know each other but went with it. After a couple of days, he called me up and said that he finally had a position that was available and wanted to get together with me so we could discuss my possibly working for him. I told him that it sounded great and was looking forward to meeting him to discuss things. He thanked me and said that when he saw me at his friend's wedding, he really wanted to approach me and talk to me but felt kind of nervous about it. I laughed and told him that it wasn't a big deal and that he could've said hello. We talked about it for a bit and he complimented me over the phone, telling me that he didn't come over to talk to me because he was nervous to approach such an attractive woman. I thanked him for the complements and chatted a little longer as he told me that he wishes he had approached me so that we could maybe have exchanged information and hung out. After discussing it for a bit, we made plans to meet up following Saturday for some lunch at a local eatery .It was a bit of a interesting situation because he wanted to get together for lunch. I had always gone to job interviews at offices, so this was definitely something different. I agreed to meet him for lunch and he thanked me once again, telling me that he couldn't wait to get together and finally meet me in person. We joked around with each other over the phone and even playfully flirted a bit. I continuously thanked him for or his complements as we chatted. It was a little strange because I didn't know this guy, but at the same time I felt comfortable talking to him. He was pretty easy-going on the phone and I like his demeanor. We discussed the lunch plans for a bit before saying our goodbyes and hanging up.

After hanging up the phone, I did a few things around the house and pondered this job interview that I had been offered. Like I said, was kind of strange to be meeting for lunch, especially since we didn't know each other and he had only seen me at the wedding. Many things began to rub my mind including the possibilities of this guy wanting to give me more than just an interview. I wasn't sure how to approach this but there was a part of me that wondered if this guy was up to something.

During the next few days, we continued to stay in touch via text message and he continued to tell me how he was looking forward to Saturday and was very excited. He even sent me playful and flirty text messages and even though it was wrong, I decided to go with it. I figured if this guy had a job opening for me, then I should probably make sure I was engaging him and kept the conversation going. Actually found myself having a little bit of fun with it because I hadn't really flirted with anyone quite a while. My husband and I had our usual routines and flirting wasn't one of them.

As the week came to an end, Saturday arrived and I got ready to head out to lunch. I wasn't really sure what to expect, but decided that I would make the best of it and hopefully be able to get this job. After showering, I two on a pair of black dress pants, along with a nice dress shirt. I finished getting myself ready before heading to the basement to tell my husband that I was headed out and would be gone most of the afternoon. He told me to go and have fun and just went back to drinking his beer and watching his football game. I jumped in my car and headed over to the eatery that we agreed to me at. James was already there and met me in the parking lot, greeting me with a huge hug and a smile from ear to ear. When I saw him, I remembered who he was from the wedding. He was actually a pretty good-looking guy, who was a little over 6 foot tall and probably weighed around 200 pounds. He was nicely built with dark skin and I could tell he took good care of himself. After greeting each other, we headed into the eatery to grab a table.

Once inside, we ordered a bottle of wine and a couple of meals as we began to chat. While chatting, he continued to flirt and told me how much he wishes that we had talked at our friend's wedding so we could've met sooner and I could of work for him a lot sooner. We went back and forth and found ourselves having a great conversation. We discussed the job and some of the things that I would have to do and it wasn't really a big deal. I was excited because I definitely needed the job to make some money and made sure to thank him on several occasions for giving me the opportunity. We enjoyed our lunch and I felt pretty good, especially after having a couple glasses of wine and getting so many compliments from him.

As we finished up with lunch, he paid the bill for walking to my car. As he walked me to the car, he asked if I had any interest and hanging out for a bit and maybe discussing some more work stuff. I really had nothing to do that afternoon and against my better judgment, I decided to take him up on his offer. He told me that he lived nearby and that I could follow him to the house. I told him I would and I was soon in my car following him down the road. As I drove, I asked myself what the heck I was doing. I just met this guy and sure he was a great looking guy, but I was a married woman probably should be heading to a stranger's house after just having had lunch with him. Of course, I didn't do the sensible thing and just continued to drive behind him. We arrived at his home a few minutes later, and after parking the cars, we headed inside. He gave me a quick tour of the place before we settled on the couch with another glass of wine.

As we sat, he continued to complement flirt with me. I went with it and found myself playfully flirting back with him and we ended up doing this for quite some time. We were having a great time and the wine was starting to get my head. I was enjoying his complements as well as his company and found myself becoming very relaxed. After a while of this, he playfully placed his hand on my leg, just above my knee. I didn't really react and allowed him to leave it there for a while as we continued to chat with each other. Over the next few minutes, his hand managed to inch itself a little higher and when he realized that I wasn't pushing it away, he got a bit closer to me and leaned in for a kiss. Without thinking, I leaned in and placed my lips on his and the two of us began to kiss each other. It started as a soft passionate kiss and then started to heat up from there.

Surprisingly, I was enjoying the feel of his lips and tongue and made no effort to push them away. As wrong as it was, I was enjoying every second of it didn't want to stop. It had been a while since I had felt this good. As we kissed each other, I felt his hands began to roam around my body, rubbing each of my curves. I could tell he was enjoying himself and allowed him to continue doing so. I don't know what had gotten into me but at that very moment, I was lost and he had control of me. We continued to kiss and as we did, he grabbed my hand and guided it to his crotch. I could feel his hard cock through his pants and was amazed at how big it felt. I rubbed it through his pants for a bit before he reached down to undo them. After doing so, he slipped and down and pulled his hard cock out. I was surprised as he pulled out a very thick cock that had to be close to 8 inches long and very dark. It was way bigger than anything I had ever seen.

Once he had it out, he took my hand and placed it on it. I wrapped my hand around it and began to slowly stroke it while we kissed each other once again. After kissing, he leaned back on the couch and I decided to get on all fours have a little fun. I lowered my lips to the tip of his cock and began to lick it, before taking it into my mouth. He let out a soft moan as I began to bob up and down on his cock. As I sucked on his cock, he reached back and rubbed my ass through my pants before running his hands underneath me and squeezing my tits through my top. I continued to blow him and it wasn't long before he began to talk my clothing. Without any hesitation, I got up on the couch and began to undress myself. I couldn't believe how fast things were going and the fact that I was even doing any of this.

After pulling all my clothing off and tossing it aside, I got back onto the couch and decided I wanted to feel him inside of me. I had never had a dick that big inside of an my excitement began to grow. I climbed on and straddled him, as he lined his cock up with my opening. Slowly, I lowered myself onto it while closing my eyes and enjoying the feel of another mans cock going into my pussy. It was an amazing feeling as his cock filled my pussy and stretched it. I took my time as I tried to get used to the feeling. Once I was comfortable, I began to raise and lower myself while he grabbed me by the hips and guided me. I began to moan as I slowly rode him. At the moment, I was lost in my desire and lust and didn't think about anything else except for his big cock being inside of me. I took my time, slowly riding him so that we could both enjoyed the feel of what was happening.

After a wild of doing this, he had me get up and get back on all fours on the couch. I did as asked and he quickly positioned himself behind me. I soon felt the tip of his cock rubbing against my pussy and he easily penetrated me this time. He buried his cock inside of me before grabbing me by the hips and beginning to thrust. I gripped the sides of the couch and began to moan louder and louder with each of his thrusts. He picked up his pace and began to fuck me a bit harder while reaching up and grabbing a handful of my hair. I had never been treated like this, but it was making me very horny and turning me on. My husband never pulled my hair before and something about it excited me.

James continued to thrust while pulling my hair and even began to slap my ass cheeks. It was such an erotic feeling and the more he did it, the more I wanted. He fucked me harder and harder and it felt like he would never cum. He had some amazing staying power. My husband was usually 30 seconds and done. After several more thrusts, I began to feel an orgasm building. I moaned even louder while breathing heavily and it wasn't long before I was sent over the edge. I began to cum all over his cock as he continued to pound my pussy. Waves of ecstasy rushed through my body and it was a feeling that I hadn't experienced in a very long time. My knees felt weak my whole body quivered as I came the hardest I had ever cum.

James continued to fuck me and after several minutes, he finally yelled out that he was going to cum. I moaned back at him, telling him not to stop and this caused him to grab my hips tightly and fuck me as hard as he could. I moaned the loudest that I ever had as his cock rammed in and out of me like a piston. Within seconds, he let out a moan and exploded deep inside of me. He flooded my pussy with his hot seed as he continued to thrust. He shot wave after wave of his hot cum deep into me until he was finally done and pulled his cock out of me. We both collapsed on the couch it a sweaty heap while trying to catch our breaths. As we laid there, I replayed everything that had just happened. It was one of the hottest and most erotic fucks that I had ever experienced my life.

It wasn't long before his cock was hard again, and this time he took me to his bedroom where he proceeded to lay me down on the bed and fucked me yet again. He could certainly go for quite a while and gave me some of the best sex that I ever experienced in my life that afternoon. He managed to fuck me four times before I had to call it a day and had back to my home. My pussy was sore and overflowing with his hot seed, but I didn't care. I got the job and have been earning many bonuses since that afternoon usually in his office or back at his house. It's all very wrong, but I am certainly working my way up the ladder in the company very quickly...