Late for work

The bell on top of the door was struck as I walked into the cafe.

*ding*

My boss Carol was working the counter while my coworkers Gina and Liam were serving beverages and food.

Carol eyed me from the side as I ran into the staff washroom to change into my uniform before running out. Carol was a blonde-haired stocky woman in her 40s while Gina and Liam were college students.

I noticed Carol seemed pretty annoyed judging from the look on her face.

"Maybe she'll go easy on me...who am I kidding."

I walked behind the counter watching Gina and Liam serve on the floor. They each gave me a look of pity.

"Sam, come over here, please," Carol said from behind the register.

My pulse raced as I imagined her firing me with an angry scowl. It took me a lot of effort to land this job and there I was, screwing it up.

"Hi, Carol. Sorry about the time. I tr-"

"I don't wanna hear it. I gave you your chance when I hired you, and you repeatedly show up late. That's no excuse for someone not in school."

"Give me another chance. I promise I'll make it up to you. I'll even work an hour extra unpaid!"

She gave me a sideways glance, counting the money in the register.

"If there's anything you need me to do, just let me know. Anything."

It was hard to find a decent-paying job nowadays, especially in the city I was in. Prices were going up and I couldn't afford to get paid a lesser amount.

"Hmm? I'll tell you what. Meet me at my office after your shift. I'll give you a little test to show me how dedicated you are. You can do this test, or you can walk right out the door."

"Yes! Yes! I'll do the test! Thank you so much, Carol! If there's anything else you need me to do, just say the word." I sighed a breath of relief as Carol walked away with a smirk.

'I wonder what the test is? Should I have agreed so fast?'

"Hey, Sam," Liam approached me from the side. His face looked worried. "I overheard what happened. Are you alright? She didn't lay you off, did she?"

"yeah...I'm alright. She said she would give me another chance if I passed some sort of test in her office." Liam sounded a bit strange from the way he spoke. It was way different than his chill, nonchalant attitude.

"A test?"

"Yeah, I don't know, but I'm not going to turn it down."

"Hey Sam," Gina also came around and joined in. "What did the boss say?" Gina was about my height, wore glasses, and had medium-length black hair. She was a few years older than me.

"Carol's going to test Sam in her office so he could keep his job," Liam answered.

"Damn. That sucks. What kind of test?"

"Not sure," I responded.

"Sam be careful when you go in there." Liam said, lowering his voice, "I didn't want to accuse Carol of anything but sometimes I see Carol's eyes on you..."

"What do you mean? Like she's assessing me or something?"

"No, like-"

Just before he could finish, Carol's voice rang from the back, "Liam I need your help here."

"Don't forget what I said."

...

"So Sam, are you doing anything later?" Gina asked.

"No, not really, besides the test thing."

"Do you wanna hang out with me after work then?"

I took in her words. I had never really hung out with Gina or Liam after work. They always seemed busy with something or had other friends to meet up with. I assumed I was just that guy that they worked with, nothing more. I was definitely not going to turn down a hang-out with Gina. She had that type of nerdy hot to her.

"Yeah, of course! But I don't know how long I'll be with Carol."

"Yeah? Cool. You don't have to worry, I can wait."

After that, we were hit with another rush that continued until the end of the shift.

...

"Sam, could you come with me please."

I saw Carol standing around the back beckoning me into her office.

I followed behind her with my eyes occasionally glancing at her meaty globes. They swayed from side to side more so than usual, but that might have been my imagination. She may have been a hardass but she sure as heck never had a hard ass.

"Lock the door please, Sam."

I stepped inside her office and locked the door behind me while Carol placed her coat on the chair before sitting down. I stood in front of her, a bit sweaty. The atmosphere in the room was nerve-racking.

"So..." she said.

There wasn't a sound coming from anywhere besides our breathing and the air ducts billowing.

"Um, So about this test...what do you need me to do."

"Yes, the test. I'm not forcing it on you. This is of your own volition. Because you are inadequate for this position, there is only one redeeming factor that you can demonstrate, which might make me reconsider."

"Yeah, I'll do it," I said, unsure of what I was agreeing to.

"Will you?"

"uh...yeah."

"Hmm. Do you remember the job interview you had with me here?"

"Uh-huh."

"Well, think of this as another job interview, but for a different 'position'." She said, emphasizing the word.

"Which position is it?"

She crossed her hands and leaned back on her chair. "I'll tell you what. I'm going to sit here, and I want you to try to convince me to let you keep your job without saying or writing anything down. You have 10 minutes."

"..."

"..."

"I'm...not sure what you want me to do..."

"Tell me, Sam. Do you like cats?"

"What?"

"Cats. Do you like them? Preferably yellow cats."

"I guess"

"Well, I've got one under my desk. Why don't you take a look."

I was confused why she would suddenly bring up cats and how one could be under the desk. I assumed she brought her pet to work so I took a peek under the desk only to spot Carol's skirt and underwear on the floor.

"Huh?"

She somehow managed to remove them without me noticing. But why?

Then I saw it. In the confines of her shadowed thighs. Her hairy blonde pussy was in full view, legs spread open. I rose back up while heat traversed my cheeks. I noticed Carol was straight-faced the entire time.

"Did you see my pussycat?"

"Y-yes."

She leaned back in her seat "Would you like to pet her?"

I wasn't sure what was going on today. First, the two girls who dropped me off here and now her then Gina randomly asking me to hang out with her.

'even though she said she was busy when I asked her a week ago.'

"She's purring Sam. Crawl underneath the desk and play with her...or you can leave. What'll it be?"

My heart beat wildly for the second time. Was this much excitement in one day safe? I pushed these thoughts aside and knelt on the carpet, crawling nearer to Carol under her desk. The obvious choice here was to lick her pussy and keep my job. It didn't feel like this was really a test, but a porn scene and I was a part of it.

'Something is definitely strange. I have to find out later at home.' I thought.

The smell of her crotch got stronger the closer I got. It was slightly intoxicating and musky, making my head dizzy. It had a stank to it that was different than Leslie's. After having tasted pussy once, I wanted to taste it a second time.

'Today I'm gonna suck on my boss's vagina. Heh. I never thought I'd ever say that.'

She was kinda chubby but still a fine woman. With my tongue outstretched, I gave Carol's pussy clean licks from top to bottom, making sure I tasted every nook and cranny.

"Good boy. That's a good boy. Mm~"

Her pubes tickled my nose while I dove my tongue into her passage, tasting her juices that leaked from her walls. Her pussy was shaped like an open curtain much like Leslie's, and her clit was sticking out from its hood. I slurped it, giving it a few kisses with my lips before moving on to her legs.

"You're doing wonderful Sam. K-Keep it up."

Carol leaked like a faucet. She moaned and flexed her thick thighs, squeezing my head between them, mashing my face deeper in her cunt. I noticed her and Leslie seemed to like doing that. To keep men in headlocks between their thighs.

"I can feel how desperately your tongue is working on me. How does it taste?"

"Mhts ogay."

"What was that? I couldn't hear you?"

She pulled my head back, smirking.

"I like it," I said, trying to suck up to her. I was still being tested after all. "Y-You have a tasty pussy."

"Spoken like a true slut. Now dive back in there!"

I definitely felt like a slut! But the wording felt a bit off.

After several more minutes of tasting her salty flesh, I felt her shaking and letting out a deep groan.

"Ah-oohhh!!" A deep guttural noise escaped her throat while she tightened the grip on my head. Several jets of liquid sprayed into my mouth, which I swallowed. It was a lot saltier than Leslie's, but I continued to gulp it down for my job's sake. Thankfully she didn't spray any of it on my face and let me drink it all in peace.

"Mmmm..."

She trembled for a little longer before her muscles relaxed, having finished her orgasm, which was shorter and quicker than the last I had.

A minute later I came back up and adjusted my clothes. "Was that good?"

"She huffed, "oh goodness, Sam, that was great. You definitely pass. Congratulations."

"thanks."

She laid back on the chair and smiled contently, "You're officially my favorite employee."

"Oh...thanks again. I think?"

She grabbed her skirt and panties from the floor and put them back on while asking, "You know, Sammy, there's something different about you today."

"Different?"

"Yeah. I thought you'd honestly walk out of my office."

"Well...It's not that big of a deal."

"It's not? I'm starting to see you in a new light. I like it..." She stared at me for a good while, "You have my number, right?"

"Yeah, I think."

"Here let me make sure," she pulled out her phone, "I wanna take you out to dinner sometime. My treat."

At that point, I just remained silent. I had a feeling about what was going on. The kind of scene with me and Carol and the girls in the car could have only happened in a reversed world or something, or I'd have to have some crazy luck.

"I like you, Sam. You're a good employee. It's just that, work can be stressful at times, and I took it out on you. You know how busy it can be around here."

"Yeah, I guess."

"Right. So uh...Oh! don't tell anyone about what happened here." She walked up to me and stroked my cheek. "But I know you won't. I won't keep you here any longer. You may go now...or you can stay and we can...continue?"