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Chuckling, you grin at Laura, knowing that you have full control of the situation.

"Well, you don't have a resume and you seem ill-prepared for the interview-"

"I didn't even know I had to interview for this- you son of a- argh!!" Laura exclaims and crosses her arms, stomping her foot in frustration. You pause, letting her fume silently for a moment, before you lean back and press the speaker button on the phone and then the extension to Amanda, Laura's former assistant and your new assistant, who's sitting right outside the door.

"Amanda, could you please come in?"

"Yes, sir."

A few seconds later, Amanda comes into the office, clutching a legal pad to her chest. She's wearing a conservative and classy white dress today. As she starts to close the door behind her, you tell her to leave it open. She's puzzled, but complies with your instruction and you then tell her to take a seat in the chair next to Laura.

Turning to Laura, you ask her, "Do you remember the last time the 3 of us were here in this office?"

Laura's face reddens. "Yes."

"Refresh my memory."

"I had Amanda come in and let you fuck her."

"Amanda, do you know why she asked you to do that? Does she do that with the other reporters here?"

The assistant looks confused and she looks at her former boss to see if she should answer, but Laura is avoiding eye contact with her. "No. I just do what she tells me to."

"It's because I have pictures of her, very compromising pictures that rival papers would be happy to publish."

"Oh."

"That day in this office, I sensed that you and Laura were a little bit more than boss and assistant. Was I right?"

Amanda looks stricken as she again looks to Laura for guidance. "Answer me!" you snap and the assistant jerks back in fright and looks timidly at you.

"We... we've been together a few times," she finally says.

"You're lovers?"

"No! It was just a few times. It's just sex," Laura says quietly, not wanting anyone outside to hear.

"Did you like it, Amanda?" you ask.

"It's... I... she's very good, but... I prefer men."

"And you, Laura? What do you prefer?"

The former editor seems angered by the question as she glares at you. You can almost imagine the steam coming out of her nostrils and ears like a cartoon character.

"Men! I prefer men, is that what you want to hear?!? I take what I can get. I have needs and it's lonely to get to where I got, before you just swooped in to take everything from me."

You smile as you see a couple of people walking by your door outside who clearly overheard Laura's sudden outburst.

"Amanda, the last time we were here, Laura had you bend over the desk while she watched. I think it's only fair that you get to watch her now, isn't it?"

"Yes." Amanda's response is surprisingly fast and Laura gasps and looks at her, shocked by the betrayal.

"That settles it. Laura, you almost have the job. Just one more thing." You pat the surface of the desk behind you. Laura bites her lower lip and stands, then looks behind her at the door.

"Can we at least close the door?" she asks.

"No. I want to have an open door policy. I think that will be a good change over the previous editor."

Laura falls silent and stares at the floor, contemplating her options. You want her to make the decision herself, so you don't speak, but you do get off the desk and start taking off your belt. Next, you pull your pants down to your ankles and walk over to in front of Amanda, wagging your cock at her. She doesn't need more prompting before taking it in 1 hand and then proceeding to suck on it. You're starting to get hard when you hear Laura's heels clicking on the floor as she makes her way over to the desk and leans forward on it, assuming the position. You let her stay in that position while Amanda continues to suck on your cock, until you're completely hard and ready to go. Patting Amanda on the head for a job well done, you turn towards Laura. Seeing her bent over on the desk in her business suit is quite the sight, and she doesn't react when you caress her ass from behind through her skirt.

She is surprised however, when you grab her by the arm and pull her off the desk and push her towards the end of the table. She had cleaned out her desk in anticipating of your arrival, which means there's nothing on it except for a computer monitor at the other end.

"Take your skirt and anything else off and lie on the desk," you say.

Laura looks desperately at the door, where nobody is, but surely anyone walking by could see you 2, before she reaches for the zipper on her skirt. She slips the garment off, followed by the pair of black laced panties she has on.

"Somebody shaved," you remark as you let out a whistle. The last you remembered from taking the pictures of her, Laura had a tiny landing strip that's now gone. She doesn't react to your taunt as she climbs onto the table and lies back, spreading her legs in anticipation. You get between her thighs and position your cock against her pussy lips.

"We're going to do some rapid fire questions, which I want you to answer truthfully. There's no correct answer, okay?" Laura closes her eyes and nods as she feels the tip of your cock pressing against her.

"Do you want me to fuck you?"

"No."

You push your hips forward, entering Laura and she gasps. You wait until you're completely inside her. "Does that feel good?"

"...yes."

You pull back until your cock is barely inside her and held there by her pussy lips. "Why Amanda?"

"...She's beautiful and she has a great body."

You push back in. "Who else have you slept with?"

"... my previous assistant, Rafael."

You pull back. "And?"

"2 congressmen. A wall street executive. A fireman. The water delivery guy. And the doorman in my building."

You push back in. It's getting easier with each thrust as Laura becomes more aroused and wet. "How much do you want this job?"

"Very much."

You pull back, nearly slipping out of her. "Now, do you want me to fuck you?"

"...yes." The shame is obvious in her voice, but she's not lying as you watch her chest heave.

"Open your eyes," you command her and she slowly does. She stares at your face, before tilting her head up to look down at your cock as you slowly push it back into her warm pussy. You have no more questions as you start to fuck her properly, picking up your pace with each thrust. Laura is trying to keep quiet by clamping her lips together and stifling her moans, but the sound of your balls slapping against her ass are so loud as you pound her pussy that it would be unmistakable to anyone outside what's going on in here. At some point during your vigorous fucking of Laura, you glance over at Amanda, who's intending watching your cock disappear repeatedly into her former boss, with a subtle smile on her face.

You go on for a little bit more, before you can't hold back the swell in your loins and you slam your cock forward hard and start cumming. Laura gasps loudly as her eyes roll back, and you feel her body quivering uncontrollably, having an orgasm of her own.

After a while, you step back and pull your pants back up.

"Congratulations, the job's yours," you say.