The New Guy at the Office

"Your resume was very impressive," your lovely boss says. "Your references were impressive too. Your last boss had nothing but good things to say about you."

"Uh, yes, well, I work hard and I try my best to impress," you reply.

"It was the interview that sealed the deal for you, though," she says. "I like a good resume and good references are always helpful, but I need to know that someone is going to fit in around here. That's what really makes the difference for our company. And I thought you would be an excellent fit."

"If you don't mind, what was it that made you think that?" you ask.

She smiles, stares at you for a few seconds, and then stands up. She comes out from behind her imposing wooden desk and approaches you. Her silk blouse looks impossibly sexy and you have to force yourself to keep your gaze focused on her face, not her breasts.

"It's a vibe, I guess," she says. "I have a sixth sense for these things. I just know who's going to fit in and who's not. For instance, I'm fairly certain that I can have some fun with you."

"What?" you ask.

She sits on the edge of her desk. "Say that I wanted you to kiss my feet right now, you'd do it, wouldn't you? You'd get on your knees and you'd kiss my feet, wouldn't you?"

You're utterly dumbfounded. That's the last thing you expected to hear on your first day at work.

"And if, when you were done kissing my feet, I wanted you to stay on your knees and beg for the chance to lick your boss's pussy, you'd do that, wouldn't you?" she asks.

Your heart is suddenly beating quite hard. It doesn't seem like she's joking, as the look on her face is dead serious, though you're fairly certain you see a hint of lust in her eyes. "I'm sorry...I don't understand."

She smiles. "I should be clearer. Get on your knees and kiss my feet. Do it right now. And when you're done, look up at me and beg for the chance to eat my pussy."

"Wha...what?" you ask.

Anger washes over her face. "You're new here. You don't understand how it works yet. Let me make it perfectly clear to you. You do as you're told, or you'll no longer have a job here. Plus, I'll make sure that it's impossible for you to get hired anywhere else. It's up to you, though. I don't think I'm asking that much. It's not that hard to kiss your boss's feet, is it? I mean, my shoes are lovely."

She smiles and you look at her shoes, which are in fact quite lovely. Her toes are exposed and they're painted a deep red that strikes you as remarkably sexy. She's right that it wouldn't be hard to fall to your knees and kiss her feet. It probably wouldn't be hard to beg to eat her pussy, either. It's not what you expected you'd be doing on your first day of work, but that doesn't mean you can't do it.

You take a deep breath and slide out of the chair and onto your knees. You lean towards her feet. You press your lips against them. You feel the leather of her shoe against your lips. You feel her bare skin, too. It's impossibly soft and warm.

"That's a good boy," she says. "See, that wasn't hard, was it? You just had to decide that you wanted to do as your boss says. You just had to decide to that you're going to fit in at this company. It didn't take much thinking though, did it? Because you're the kind of guy that likes doing as he's told, especially when it's a beautiful woman telling him what to do."

"I..."

"I didn't say you could speak," she says. "Now, I need you to do the second part of what I wanted. I need you to beg."

You look up at her. She's exquisitely beautiful and she looks exceptionally sexy leaning against her desk and emanating a certain kind of power that you're not sure you've ever experienced from a woman. It wouldn't be the worst thing in the world to go down on her. In fact, it might be exciting. "Please...please, let me eat your pussy," you say.

She slaps you across the face. "That wasn't very convincing," she says harshly. "You didn't even try. Do you not like eating pussy? Are you so selfish that you don't enjoy making a woman feel good?"

"No, I do," you say. "I really do. I go down on my girlfriend all the time."

"Then convince me," she says. "Truly beg for the chance to eat my pussy. You're going to be in sales. You need to be convincing."

You lean forward and kiss her foot once again. You kiss her ankle. You kiss your way up her legs, all the way to the bottom of her skirt. You look up and see a slight smile on her face. She likes your approach. You reach up to caress her calves and say, "Please, let me eat your pussy. Let me use my tongue to make you feel good. Let me worship you like the goddess you obviously are. Let me make you feel good. Let me show that I'm worth keeping around as an employee."

She reaches out, but this time she runs her fingers through your hair and caresses your face. "That's much better," she says before walking back to her chair. "Crawl to me," she instructs.

You crawl around her desk and watch as she unzips her skirt and pulls it off. She's not wearing panties and as she spreads her legs you get an eyeful of a truly flawless pussy.

"My pussy is beautiful, isn't it?" she asks.

"Yes," you say as you stare.

"You want to do more than eat it, don't you?" she asks. "Your dick twitched the moment you saw my perfect pussy, didn't it?"

"Yes," you admit.

"I don't fuck boys like you," she says. "I don't fuck boys that work beneath me. You're not worthy of putting your cock in my pussy. You're only good for eating pussy. That's all you'll ever be good for. If you're lucky, someday you might get to watch someone fuck me so you can eat me out afterwards."

She beckons you closer and you crawl to her. You're utterly entranced with the sight of her pussy and your dick is nearly hard as your initial confusion and panic has faded and been replaced by pure arousal.

"Eat my pussy," she says.

You crawl between her legs. You rest your chin on her chair. She puts a hand on the back of your head. You eat her pussy. You put your tongue inside her. You lick her clit. You gently suck on it. She moans. She runs her fingers through your hair. She grabs a tight handful of and pulls you closer, smothering you with her pussy and spreading her juices around.

"You're going to fit in very well here," she says. "Your department head enjoys having her pussy eaten daily. I'll be sure to let her know that her new hire has a very talented tongue and he's more willing than most to take orders from a superior woman."

"Thank you," you say.

"In fact, when we're finished here, don't bother cleaning your face. You can wear my pussy juices right down to her office and she'll know that you're the kind of employee she loves. If you're lucky, she'll let you eat her pussy right then and there. You can make two women cum on your first day at work," she says.

This is the strangest first day of work you've ever experienced, but you're convinced you made the right decision in taking this job, especially if you're going to be servicing the women in charge on a regular basis. What's not to love about that?