Job Interview (another great story by Likeburly1)

It had been a grueling Friday of job interviews.  I was vying for a Senior Consultant position in a prestigious management consulting firm, one of the “big six.”  That would represent a huge boost to my career to the point that people would stop reading my resume in future jobs when they see that I had held a position at C&H  (Cheetham and Howe) consulting firm.

I was interviewed by many of the partners, some of the executive consultants, and some administrative.  I was required to show up to the interview wearing business formal attire and when I got there there was a sea of candidates clad in blue and dark grey suits and the interviewers were equally dressed.

A strange thing is that one of the partners in the firm called me on my mobile phone after the rounds of interviews were over to come to the office, Saturday morning.  I thought that was very strange but I knew that some of those people worked insane hours so I felt it was OK.

I arrived at the office downtown and climbed the elevator to the 14th floor.  The building was practically deserted.  I walked to the main door of the firm and pressed the call button on the automated door.  I walked in and the office was practically deserted.  There were just maybe two people at most in there.  I walked towards Mr Stevens' office.  He had his door open and was sitting behind his desk. He got up and he was wearing a white polo shirt and gray pleated gabardine trousers.  At this firm “business casual” did not mean jeans. He greeted me with a broad smile.

“Thanks for coming.”  He said with a broad smile and extended his hand.

I felt it strange that he extended his left hand and I did the same.  His hand felt meaty and warm. He had a firm handshake. He headed for the door and closed it.  I heard a click as if he was locking it which was strange.

He went back behind his desk and sat down.

“Before we start I need you to read and sign this NDA.”  He said that and he slid a paper consisting of 3 pages.   It was a standard non-disclosure requiring me not to disclose what was discussed during the meeting.  I found that was strange and got my head down and started to read it.  It was a normal document and I did not see anything weird or strange about it.

I was busy reading the document for a few minutes and I thought I heard him shuffle a bit on his chair.  I thought he was a bit impatient that I was reading the document.  Maybe this was a test to see if I was able to stay focused on the task at hand and I did not look up.  He was sitting behind his desk.   I finished reading the document and signed it.   I looked up and smiled and handed him the document.  He got it and checked my signature on the last page and smiled.  He put the signed document on the left drawer of his desk.

“You know that the consulting work is very hard.  Sometimes our consultants are required to deal with uncomfortable situations.”   He said that in a matter of fact way without any emotion, almost in a monotone voice.

He continued.

“It is very important also to make sure that industrial secrets and intellectual property of the clients and the firm are protected.”

I found it strange that he was saying that.  Of course I knew and expected all of that, I had an MBA after all we covered all of that in ethics class.  Then he made an unexpected request.

“Please stand up and walk to the window, look down and tell me how many vehicles you see parked in front of the building.

I had heard of interviewers asking crazy questions like that and I thought that he was testing me so I did what he said.  I got up from behind his desk and walked to the window behind him and looked down and started to count the cars parked.  I stayed focused on the task even though I heard him drop something on the floor.  Then I heard him said.

“Darn it!  I dropped my pen.  Can you please pick it up for me?”

I was a bit startled.  I had the shock of my life when I realized he had swiveled his chair towards me, his trousers and underwear were down, the pen was on the floor between his legs.  His legs were open and his cock was hard and pointing straight up.

He must have noticed I had checked him out briefly during the interview on Friday and decided to see if I would “take care of him.”   My heart was beating so fast I could hardly breathe.  I turned towards him and slowly went down on my knees and crawled towards him.  I picked up the pen and, without looking up, put it on the desk.  He shifted on the chair a bit and I could not resist anymore.

I took his cock in my mouth.  He was big, thick and warm.  He tasted delicious and was clean and scrubbed form the shower he took in the morning.  He smelled of plain but high quality soap with a faint masculine scent.  I saw that as a chance to show him my real talents.  I started to suck that cock with every trick I had learned from my many encounters with daddies like him.

I created negative pressure in my mouth so that my cheeks would collapse and caress his shaft as my tongue busily caressed his frenulum area both longitudinally and from side to side.  I felt him take deep breaths a few times and the head of his cock get harder.  I did not want to have him cum too soon so I stopped sucking on his cock and started to lick his freshly shaved balls and groin.  He was so classy and scrubbed that he was irresistible but then because I am a bit naughty I imagined how good he must taste and smell after a 12 hour work day.

I returned to his cock this time with the intent to milk him for all he was worth.  But I started slowly on his shaft and on the frenulum gradually increasing the pace of the sucking and licking of the frenulum.  His balls started to contract and his breathing became intense and labored.  With the corned of my eye I saw him clinch the arms of the business chairs.  Then he started grunting in a repressed low volume and his cock pulsated jet after jet of thick cum in my mouth.  His virility was demonstrated by the copious amount of sperm he presented me with.  I drank every drop.  When he was finished cumming I continued caressing his cock with my mouth until I felt his cock soften.  His cock went down but stayed relatively big.  I kept on sucking on his relatively soft cock and balls for a while.  He just sat there and let me.

Then his cock started to get hard again.  I was amazed that he was able to turn around so soon.  I felt his cock get harder and harder in my mouth and I could not believe that a man in his late 50s could have such a short refraction time.  Before I knew it he was fully hard again.  The delicious thing is as his cock started to come up again lots and lots of pre cum oozed out of it.  This time I did not give him a break.  I knew that the second time he would need more intense stimulation to orgasm again.  I sucked him for a long time and the same pattern repeated.  His breathing became intense, the head of his cock got bigger.  His hands started to clinch the arms of the business chair.  Before I knew it he was ejaculating again.  This time his cum was sweet and thinner than the first time.  There was still a lot of it.  This time instead of grunting he just threw his head back and breathed like a racehorse.  Just like before I continued sucking and licking him as his cock went down.

I stood up and he came to.  He stood up as well and pulled his boxers and trousers up.  He smiled and said.

“Now I know you have a delicious mouth, but I hope you don’t have a BIG mouth.”  He said that looking right into my eyes.

“Don’t worry I don’t have a BIG mouth” I replied trying to set his mind at ease,  Then I continued:

“I really enjoyed this assignment.  If you need any help in the future you can count on me.”

“You can bet I will. By the way you have the job.”  He said with a broad smile.  That said he extended his right hand to shake mine and when I touched it I felt some of the lotion he had used to warm himself up before I arrived.

“So that is why he used his left hand earlier…”  I thought and smiled to myself.