Drilled at the Interview ( BBW Billionaire Boss, Office Erotica)

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Ann's friend Paul has got her an interview at Coital Entertainment, but he's asking a lot weird questions about whether she's sure she's interested. Why wouldn't she be? Finding a job hasn't been the easiest thing in the world and Coital seems like a dream job.

Then Ann goes in for the interview and finds the CEO of the whole damn company, Silas Hudson, waiting to speak with her. Coital takes teamwork to the next level; they believe that personal intimacy is the best way to a happy and busy workplace. When Silas says he has to check her fit, Ann realizes that he's talking quite literally. Then again, he's probably one of the most handsome men she's ever seen. And a new employee should be willing to take everything her higher ups give her...

This 7500+ word story features a curvy girl proving her worth sexually to her new billionaire boss. Mature audiences only!

Excerpt:

"Good, now where we go really radical is that we take that same approach to the workplace. Cause if we can operate in a deep and animal level here, then it's easier to see how to bring out those sensibilities in what we create. " He leaned in. "So how do we make a team really cohesive? What brings people closer together than anything else?"

I thought a bit. There was sex, of course, and I wouldn't mind bridging that gap with the man before me. But what could he be talking about? There had to be some team-building stunt. Something obvious cause they knew I was fresh meat.

Silas lips were curled up suddenly. I stared at the pursed pink lines, at the blood that must be pumping through them. He must have noticed cause his lips curled up even more.

"You get it?" he asked.

"Uh.." I didn't do fantastic under stress, especially when I already had an answer, silly as it might be. All that flashed through my head was sex, fucking, copulating, boning, pumping. Not much use there. But Silas's lips were just spreading wider. The smile was almost to his eyes. He seemed to be enjoying my discomfort.

Unless...the answer ...was sex.

I looked away, as if the thought was so dangerous that he could read it right off me. Then I realized how weird that must look and turned back, again too quickly. Silas was grinning.

"Yeah, I do believe she has it," he said.

"Sex?" The word came out with a sigh of release.

"Is there a better way?"

"I guess...but," - why the hell did I need a but in there - " aren't workplace romances bad?"

"We're not talking about romance." He leaned in, rolling his shoulders so the vast muscles crested and fell like tectonic plates. "We're talking about hot sweaty, skin squelching, flesh clapping sex."

I might have gone completely wet there or maybe slightly before or after. I could feel my mouth hanging loose, a warm dribble leaking out the edge. His voice was like an aroma calling me to a feast.

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