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When she finally got home, Abby kicked off her heels, put a frozen pizza in the oven and poured herself a large glass of red wine. This was the last time this was going to happen, as her food cooked she updated and embellished her CV. Topping up her wine, she sat down with her pizza and her laptop and started looking for a new job. There were a few possibilities, but one advert caught her eye and made her laugh, finally improving her day.
The job title was "Sexretary". Abby couldn't believe whoever had been proof reading had missed it. It was within her commute and she had all the standard secretarial skills and experience they were looking for. It was also a significant increase in salary, but she couldn't help feeling that the apparent typo was a warning of worse chaos in the workplace. She applied for a few of the jobs she had found and finished off the bottle of wine.
As she came to the end of her glass, her mind drifted back to the sexretary job. It was a lot more money and the wine seemed to have eased a lot of her fears. Tired and tipsy, she clicked apply almost without thinking and went to bed and forgot about it.
A couple of days later she received several "thanks, but no thanks" replies to her applications, but there was invitation to an interview buried within them. She was surprised that it was for the sexretary job and nearly deleted it as the red flags came to the front of her mind once more. She stopped herself. It was only an interview, she didn't have to take the job even if it was offered.
A week later, she found herself approaching what looked like a normal office block. She had gone for what she thought was a professional look for a secretary, a simple white blouse and knee length black skirt. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a ponytail which fell over the collar of her navy jacket, with two inch black heeled shoes completing the look as well as making her legs look good. Abby entered the building and introduced herself to the receptionist and explained she was here for an interview. She thought she detected a surprised expression from the receptionist when she confirmed her appointment, but dismissed it as her imagination. Abby was told to take a seat and someone would come and collect her in a moment.
After a few minutes, a man entered the reception area from behind the receptionist. He seemed to be in his thirties with short, mousey brown hair and introduced himself to Abby as John.
He took her through to the main office and into what looked like a small boardroom. A table that could seat eight took up the centre of the room with plenty of space to walk around it. John took one seat and beckoned for Abby to sit opposite him.
They had an interview pretty much like any interview Abby had been involved with. John explained what the company did and they chatted about Abby's experience and aspirations. John stepped out for a moment and came back with a laptop and some papers for Abby to do some skills tests. Abby couldn't help but smile when she saw one of the tests was proof reading.
"That all looks excellent," said John as he looked through Abby's work. She was a little surprised, she knew she was good at her job, but had never had it described as excellent. "You seem to be just what we are looking for. If you can sign this Nondisclosure Agreement," he slid a document over to her, "We can discuss the other parts of the role."
"What kind of secretarial work needs an NDA to even discuss?" Abby asked, suddenly confused, "You're not a front for spies are you?"
"Nothing like that," replied John, laughing, "I would love to explain it to you, but you need to sign. Or we can call it day and part ways. If I hear of anyone needing a secretary I will certainly pass on your details." He left that statement hanging in the air as Abby considered her next move. It was a decent salary, and surely it wouldn't do any harm to find out more." She scanned through the document, there wasn't anything unexpected, just that if she said anything to anyone about the workings of the company after signing, the company was entitled to sue her for an undisclosed amount. She knew how to keep a secret and the threat of being sued would certainly keep her lips shut. She signed and dated the NDA and pushed it back to John.
"Great," he smiled, "I'm glad you decided to hear me out. I'm guessing that you assumed that job title of sexretary was a typo."
"Yes," Abby replied, "Are you telling me it wasn't? If so, what the hell is a secretary."
"We told the job site it was a typo when they queried it, but we deliberately took our time changing it," explained John, looking slightly sheepish, "It is the proper job title and as you've probably worked out, it is for a secretary with, shall we say, extra duties."
"Go on," said Abby slowly, leaning back in her chair, her interest definitely piqued.
"There's no sugar coated way to put this," John began, "But as a company we appreciate all the benefits of sex. As a stress relief, as a reward system, social reinforcement, the list goes on. Over the last few years we have tried various options, prostitues and porn actresses, but we couldn't justify the expense to have them on site all day and couldn't guarantee their availability for stress relief if they weren't. We did try getting them to do office work, but quite frankly, they were shit and everything had to be redone. Hence, we thought about sexretary role for a secretary who may be open to do more."
Abby took all of this in. It was unusual, but it certainly made a strange kind of sense. She was far from a prude and had a more than healthy sex drive, in fact her libido had gotten her into more than one sticky situation, would this be another one? Her biggest concern was that she would convince herself she was still a secretary when in reality she was a deluded prostitute.
"You haven't stormed out of the building," John's voice interrupted her thoughts, "Does that mean you are considering it?"
"I'll be honest," Abby replied, "I am intrigued, but I need to know more about how it would actually work."
"Fair enough," John said, "Truthfully, it would be shaped quite a bit by what the successful candidate wanted and was comfortable with."
"But would the expectation be that I was a secretary that was occasionally used for sex, or a sex toy that did a bit of filing?" Abby enquired, wanting to get to the heart of the matter.
"Firstly, we wouldn't want you to think you were being used in anyway, it would have to be mutually enjoyable," John tried to reassure her, "Don't hold me to this, but I would say 80% secretarial work and 20% sex would be a sensible split. We do have to make money as a business, we're not just fucking all the time."
John's answers did reassure Abby and she had to admit to herself that she was getting turned on by the prospect. As long as she was enjoying it, then what was the harm? As long as she quit if it ever started becoming about the money, she would be able to look at herself in the mirror.
"OK," Abby began, "I am interested in the role. There's a few assurances I would need if I were to get the job, but I am happy to proceed with my application."
"Brilliant," beamed John, "I hoped you would. I don't think you will regret it. If you don't need to rush off are you happy to do the next part of the interview now?"
"No problem," replied Abby, "I don't have anywhere I need to be."
"Right, so in the same way that we evaluated your secretarial skills, we need to evaluate your sexual skills. I'm sure you appreciate that whoever we take on needs to have something about them." Abby felt the heat between her legs increase, John was an attractive man and she would be happy to show him what she can do.
"I completely understand," flirted Abby, "What do you need demonstrating?"
"Wait here," John interrupted her, "I need to get one of my colleagues for the evaluation."
As he left the room, Abby did feel a little disappointed she wouldn't be being evaluated by John. She hoped it wasn't a test and he was going to come back with someone about to retire to see how she would react. The wait gave her an opportunity to consider everything that had just happened and all the provisos she would need in order to take on the role. Part of her couldn't believe that she was seriously considering it, but it was a very small part. In a strange way, it felt right, she had actually felt very comfortable with John and the building seemed to have a good feeling about it.
Abby was pleased and a little confused when John returned with a slim brunette woman who he introduced as Kate. He waited as Kate closed all the blinds in the room before locking the door.
"Don't worry," he said, "It's just to ensure privacy. If at any point you are uncomfortable, let us know and you are free to go." Abby nodded that she had understood. "Firstly, while I appreciate this isn't a skill, we need to get your measurements for comparison with other candidates, so if you wouldn't mind standing and taking off your blouse and skirt."
Suddenly nervous as the reality of the situation hit her, Abby stood, took off her jacket and hung it on the back of her chair before walking to the end of the table. John swallowed as she looked him in the eye and slowly undid the buttons of her blouse, letting it fall open to reveal her lacy white bra, enclosing her moderately large breasts. She let the blouse fall to the floor and moved to the zip of her skirt. Not wasting any time, this wasn't a striptease after all, she pulled the zip down before easing the skirt over her hips. As she did, she leant forward, still holding eye contact with John, to allow him a better view of her cleavage. As she straightened, she was rewarded with the sight of a definite bulge in John's trousers as he shifted position. She was glad she had decided to wear some of her best and matching underwear today
John motioned to Kate and she approached Abby with a tape measure. Abby was starting to enter such an aroused state that every touch of the other woman as she measured her breasts, waist and hips raised goosebumps on Abby's smooth, pale skin. Abby had to stifle a gasp as Kate measured her inside leg, Kate's hand sliding up Abby's thigh before brushing against her covered labia. Abby didn't know if that was accidental or not, but Kate must have felt how hot and wet she was.
Kate nodded to John and took one of the seats at the table. John moved round to stand in front of Abby.
"You have a beautiful body," he told Abby, "But now let's see what you can do with this." With that, he undid his zip and reached inside his trousers to bring out his erect cock. Abby was impressed, it stood proud, about 7 inches in length and looked to have a decent girth.
Abby didn't waste any time, dropping to her knees, the hard penis swaying temptingly before her face. This wasn't the situation she expected to end up in when she walked in to this interview, but looking at the organ in front of her, she wasn't complaining.
She held it steady with one hand while she gently licked the tip, there was no going back now. Abby used her fingertips to gently explore every vein and ridge of John's penis causing him to catch his breath. Smiling at this reaction, she gripped the hard meat and started slowly but firmly stroking his full length. A satisfied sigh from John encouraged her and she licked her lips, readying herself for her next action.
Abby had never been able to master her gag reflex and so knew she wasn't going to be able to impress John and Kate by deep throating him, but she had never had any complaints from her blow jobs in the past and was confident she would soon be swallowing his cum. Abby slipped her hand towards the root of John's cock and wrapped her lips around the purple helmet. She slowly moved her lips up and down the sensitive glans while moving her hand along the lower half at the same pace. She paused with the helmet in her mouth and sucked gently, rolling her tongue all over it, drawing a deeper sigh from John.
Slowly, Abby worked her lips up and down John's shaft, taking in a little more each time until she had reached her limit. She continued wanking the lower part of his cock as she sucked and released the portion in her mouth in time with her hand. She allowed the saliva to build up in her mouth slightly before pulling her head back to John's tip, leaving his cock where her lips passed, before pulling off with a soft pop.
Abby looked up a John and smiled as she eased her lips over his erection once more slightly faster than she had moved so far, before repeating the drawing back and releasing. She repeated this action multiple times, each time moving slightly faster, sucking slightly harder, her hand holding his thick penis steady as she worked her magic on him. John tried and failed to stifle the moans of pleasure she was eliciting from him. Once his hands moved, almost of their own volition, to the back of her head, Abby knew she had him where she wanted him.
Abby stopped releasing his cock as she withdrew to his tip and resumed stroking the root. Her head and hand moved in perfect unison as she is h the pace, sometimes moving in opposite directions, sometimes the same. Each change drew a louder moan from John. His hands tightened their grip in Abby's hair as she bobbed her head with wild abandon, the teasing was over, now she wanted to feel his cock jerking its load into her mouth.
She didn't have long to wait, after enduring the assault that no red-blooded male could resist for a few minutes, John's breathing became ragged, his moans louder and his hands dug into her scalp. Almost cruelly, Abby held him at that point for as long as she could. The dampness between her legs was testament to how much she was enjoying it. She slowed her movements enough to keep pushing him closer to his climax without letting it happen until she couldn't resist any more. With one final plunge of her mouth down his shaft, she felt the first twitch before his cum streamed into her mouth. She almost came herself as she sucked and swallowed as fast as she could, surprised at how much John was producing.
Finally, his cock stopped twitching and started to soften. John stepped away and sat down, panting softly, his now flaccid penis still poking through the zip of his pants. Abby rocked back on her heels, trembling slightly with the pleasure and feeling slightly overawed by the experience.
Kate stepped towards Abby and helped her to her feet. She brushed away a small globule of cum from the corner of Abby's mouth, looked over to John and back again, before smiling.
"So, you seem to know your way around a cock," Kate complimented Abby, "But what are like with a woman?"
Abby had been expecting something like this from the moment that John had brought Kate into the room. Part of her had been dreading it as she had never been with a woman before and, despite her earlier reservations, she found herself really wanting this job. This could be the last obstacle so she had to trust her instincts and what she liked.
"Let's find out shall we," Abby replied in what she hoped was a sultry voice. With one hand on Kate's neck, Abby leaned in for a kiss, starting softly, appreciating the lack of stubble and the taste of Kate's lipstick. Kate responded, her hands going to Abby's hips to pull her closer as both women parted their lips, increasing the passion of the kiss. The feeling of Kate pressed against her reminded Abby of the fact that she was still in her underwear while the other woman was still fully clothed. The slight roughness of Kate's dress was both stimulating and intimidating.
Keeping one hand on Kate's neck as they kissed passionately, Abby moved her other hand down to Kate's hip. Slowly, she bunched up the material of the dress until she had exposed Kate's arse cheek. Kate sighed softly into Abby's mouth as Abby felt the smooth skin of the other woman's buttock, her fingers brushing the thin lace of her underwear. In her mind, Abby was imagining a lovely round buttock edged with a thin, lacy thong. She was surprised at how worked up the image combined with Kate's kisses was making her.
With one hand still gripping Kate's arse, Abby slowly pulled down the zip of Kate's dress to the small of her back. Kate broke the kiss and stepped backwards, letting the dress slip from her body, leaving her in a matching set of deep blue lacy underwear. Abby drank the sight in before pulling Kate back into the kiss with increased fervour. Their hands explored every inch of each other's back and rear whilst they kissed wildly, tongues darting in and out of each other's mouths. Abby though that John must be having a whale of a time with two women in their underwear, making out, just feet away from him.
That was the last thought Abby had of John for a while. Her hands found the clasp of Kate's bra and after a couple of attempts she managed to undo it. The two women continued to lock lips as Abby wrestled Kate's bra off and let it fall to the floor. She manoeuvred the other woman to edge of the table before stepping back to admire her, slipping off her own bra in the process.
Abby had obviously seen other women's breasts before, but this was the first time in a sexual context. She was suddenly finding a new appreciation for the fullness of the curve, the sight of an deep pink, erect and aroused nipple and the way they rose and quivered with Kate's sensuous panting. Abby couldn't resist any more, holding Kate close to her, she purred at the new sensation of their breasts crushing against each other. As lovely as it was, she needed more, one hand went straight to Kate's left tit, massaging it gently before bouncing her fingers over the stiff nipple, while her lips went to the crook of Kate's neck, kissing softly as her head made its slow journey down Kate's body.
As Abby kissed her way over her breast, Kate eased herself onto the table, enjoying Abby's ministrations. As Abby reached her right nipple, Kate gasped as Abby grazed it gently with her teeth before sucking the sensitive nub into her mouth. Kate leant back on her arms, pushing her breasts fully into Abby's lips and hand, moaning softly. As Abby used her tongue on Kate's nipple, flicking it from underneath before swirling her tongue around it and then attacking it with light fast licks, her hand left the other breast and moved down over Kate's stomach.
Kate's breathing quickened involuntarily as Abby's hand reached the waistband of her knickers. Enjoying the experience too much to rush things, Abby kept her hand outside of Kate's underwear as she kept heading towards her centre. The heat coming through the material and its moistness told Abby that Kate was as turned on as she was. Encouraged that she was doing something right, Abby pushed the material of Kate's underwear between her labia. Abby enjoyed the feeling of the rough material against her sensitive lips and clitoris and hoped Kate would too.
"Oh," Kate exclaimed in pleasure, seeming to have forgotten that she was supposed to be assessing Abby. Abby continued sucking on her teat and teasing her sex by keeping the material between her fingers and it while Kate squirmed beneath her almost directing Abby as to where she wanted her attention.
After a few minutes, Abby's curiosity got the better of her and, for the first time in her life, she slipped her hand inside another woman's knickers. She felt the trimmed hair before finding the engorged bump of Kate's clitoris. The other woman cried out as Abby rubbed it slowly but firmly imagining what the other woman must be experiencing. Abandoning, Kate's chest, Abby kissed her, open mouthed, as her hand continued to rub the sensitive nub.
As she felt Kate trembling against her, Abby hoped the brunette's orgasm was close, but there was something else she wanted to experience. Pushing her hand further into Kate's underwear she soon found the other woman's labia, her juices running freely, coating Abby's fingers. Abby wasted no time in pushing two fingers into Kate's tight pussy making the other woman cry out once again, this time holding onto Abby, almost begging for her release.
A few seconds of Abby pistoning her fingers in and out of her brought that release, the walls of her pussy clamping down on Abby's fingers as her climax ripped through her body with a scream. Kate's tight channel rippled against Abby's fingers as she clung on to the other woman, panting as her orgasm subsided.
"Seems like you do know your way around a woman too," whispered Kate once she had regained her breath.
"I'm not done yet," breathed Abby huskily. Her blood was pumping and she didn't want this experience to end. Withdrawing her hand from Kate's knickers, she pulled the blue lace over her hips and down her legs, dropping it in a wet heap on the floor. Kate smiled in anticipation and shuffled back along the table, leaning back and waiting for Abby's next move.
Abby couldn't believe that there was a beautiful woman, naked and almost spread eagled, waiting for her. This wasn't something that she had ever even fantasised about, but seeing the other woman's plump labia protruding from the patch of trimmed hair, glistening with arousal, she realised it was just a lack of imagination. All she wanted to do now was taste this woman, to make her cum again with her tongue and mouth.
Starting inside Kate's knee, Abby left a trail of soft kisses up the inside of the other woman's thigh, resisting her urges to get to her centre quicker. As she approached Kate's sex, Abby felt the heat coming from her, almost scalding as it seemed even hotter than when she had been fingering her. Finally, Abby lips found the top of Kate's thighs and with a slow lick along the length of Kate's labia, Abby tasted her first woman.
It was familiar yet different. Abby often sucked her fingers clean after masturbating and Kate tasted the same but she could tell at the same time that it wasn't her juices. Whatever it was, Abby couldn't get enough of it. Starting with long slow sweeps of her tongue, the taste combined with the smell and the heat and the sound of Kate's moans had her licking faster and faster abandoning all thoughts of teasing and making this last.
Kate's hands clawed at Abby's hair, dislodging her ponytail as her tongue lashed at the brunette's sensitive entrance. Regaining some form of control as her tongue tired, Abby moved her mouth upwards to suck on Kate's clitoris. The other woman's arms and legs thrashed around as Abby varied the pressure on the engorged organ.
Kate thrust her hips at Abby, begging for another orgasm, which Abby was only too happy to oblige. Her tongue now recovered, Abby flicked it rapidly at Kate's clitoris, pushing the other woman over the edge once more, her hot juices flowing over Abby's chin, almost bringing on her own orgasm that she was craving.
As she licked lazily at Kate's pussy, bringing her down gently from her peak as well as savouring the taste, Abby jumped slightly as she felt a strong pair of hands pulling down her knickers. She had forgotten all about John being in the room and now it seemed like he had recovered from his blow job and wanted more. Abby desperately hoped he wanted more.
Abby wasn't going to be disappointed. As soon as her knickers hit the floor, she felt the familiar pressure of a hard cock pressing against her pussy. She could only imagine how wet she was and prayed she wasn't going to be too tight for John's thick pole. John gripped her hips as he slowly pushed himself inside Abby who gave a short scream as his tip lodged within her which changed to a long moan as her pussy parted before him. The vibrations of her moan must have stimulated Kate as she joined in, her fingers gripping Abby's head.
How she didn't cum from that first penetration, Abby would never know. But as John started slowly fucking her, she knew it wasn't going to take much.
John seemed to know this as well as he set a slow pace that was agony for Abby, she could feel her orgasm building, but just out of reach. She did everything she could to bring it on, pushing back against John, trying to increase his pace, licking furiously at Kate's pussy, hoping her moans would encourage him, but nothing would deter John from his course. Eventually though, even the slow stimulation proved to be enough and Abby was screaming and moaning into Kate's pussy as a massive orgasm caused her body to buck and jerk as pure pleasure took over Abby.
John held Abby tight onto his cock as her orgasm slowly subsided. Once he felt her walls stop spasming, he withdrew his large erection and helped her stand up. Gently, he turned her round and lifted her onto the table next to Kate. Abby smiled at him as he lifted her knees and slid his cock inside her once more.
"Fuck me hard," Abby whispered, leaning back to give him a better angle to get deep inside her.
The scent of sex and sweat filled the room as John did his best to comply with Abby's demand, gripping her hips once more and driving his shaft into her tight hole, both of them moaning passionately. Abby's breasts bounced temptingly with each of John's deep thrusts. Kate, who had sat up and was watching John's cock stretching Abby's pussy couldn't resist and adjusted her position so she could kiss Abby as stroked and massaged her breast. Abby was overwhelmed, she had never known pleasure like it, with John's cock fucking and filling her pussy and Kate suddenly squeezing her nipples, she was scared sex would never be the same again.
Kate slid her other hand between her legs, desperately rubbing her clitoris to catch up with the other two as she sensed their climaxes. Abby had difficulty keeping her lips in contact with Kate's as John's thick meat pounded at her pussy for all he was worth. The final straw was Kate slipping her hand from Abby's breast to between her legs.
Abby had never had more than one person involved when she was having sex and the feeling of Kate rubbing her clitoris and her stretched pussy lips was too much and another orgasm exploded within her. The sudden tightening of her pussy pushed John over the edge once more and a jet of hot cum erupted from his cock into her spasming pussy. Determined not to be left out despite the orgasms she had already experienced, Kate doubled her rubbing of her own clitoris, until she collapsed, panting against Abby who pulled her in for a grateful kiss.
Slowly, the three of them regained their senses and John and Kate started getting dressed, or in John's case, put his cock away.
"Take your time," John told Abby once Kate was dressed, "Kate and I just need to discuss a couple of things. Are you OK to hang on for a bit?" Abby nodded as they left the room.
Slowly Abby put her clothes back on, her head still spinning from what had just happened. How had an interview to be a secretary ended up in a threesome? She had to admit to herself that she had enjoyed every moment and if that is what the job was going to be like, she would take it in a heartbeat.
John and Kate returned, somehow looking once more like business professionals, Abby doubted she looked anything like as composed. They sat at the table that had so recently been the centre of their activity and motioned for Abby to sit opposite them.
"I'll come straight to it," began John, "All your skills are exemplary and we would like to offer you the position." Abby couldn't help but smile, if someone had described the job to her she would have laughed at them, but having experienced what it could be like, she desperately wanted it.
"I would love to accept," smiled Abby, " But, as I mentioned earlier I do have a couple of provisos."
"Which are?" enquired Kate.
"Firstly, I am not, never have been and never will be a sex worker, so anything beyond what we've just done, I need to have the option of refusing." Abby said, hoping she sounded more confident than she felt.
"That's not a problem," reassured John, "As I said, it needs to be enjoyable for everyone. All I would ask is that as you get used to us, you consider broadening your horizons."
"I can do that," agreed Abby, "Secondly, if I have a bad experience with anyone, they are excluded from my services, no questions asked."
"If that happens, they will be told to leave the company," said Kate sternly, "Everyone here knows that it is a benefit, not a right. Anyone who abuses that benefit will be swiftly dealt with. Thankfully it isn't a situation that has come up yet, but please be assured it isn't something we will tolerate."
"Finally," Abby gave them a smile and a wink, "I will need regular catch up meetings with you two."
"That can certainly be arranged," laughed John, returning Abby's smile, "When Kate and I were discussing you, we both agreed that we got much more than we hoped for. If that's everything, I'll get the paperwork drawn up and shall we set a date in four weeks for you to start?"
"That sounds perfect," Abby grinned, "I can't wait to hand my notice in tomorrow."
"One more thing," John said as Abby prepared to leave, "You will be expected to have sexy underwear on at all times, so you will have a £100 a month lingerie budget, but I will arrange for a £500 starter to be sent to you to get you started."
Abby's eyes lit up at this as she thought about the various sets she had had her eye on. She felt herself getting wet again as she imagined modeling it for John and Kate and where it would lead.
A handshake didn't seem appropriate after that interview, so Abby hugged and kissed John and Kate before John escorted her out of the building. She told him how much she was looking forward to working there and shook his hand before leaving the office. She sat in her car for a few minutes taking in what had just happened and what was to come before driving home and drafting her resignation letter.
