The Interview

I send little Jack some teasers and get him to absolutely freak out when I tell him I saved the video. The app automatically saves everything for 48 hours, clipping something is simple. After some wonderful humiliation, I set him to his task for his interview.

Jack talks with some of his tech team about where they are in the next update for an app and where they are for a new app they’re developing.

He gets a break after a couple hours and cuddles me, but he sadly keeps his clothes on.

He goes back to his computer to continue with meetings. God, he has a fuck ton of meetings.

He stands and goes heads to the bathroom. “Just have two more meetings, sitting in on an interview and then talking with my marketing team.”

While he’s in the bathroom, I sneak over to his desk and hide under it. When he comes back he sits and starts the meeting before I slide my hands up his pants.

He nearly jumps out of his skin before he clicks something and then looks down at me in frustration, but the hard eyes melt into swirling honey. He holds a finger to his lips to tell me to keep quiet.

I nod with a smile and unzip his pants. While I pull his cock free, voices of hopeful hires introduce themselves in an ice breaker.

“Hi, I’m Dave Anderson. I’ve been in customer service for three years. My favorite movie is the Matrix.” Blah-blah-blah.

I take the big pink head into my mouth, tonguing the big gland before swallowing it. I never would have thought that I’d love deep throating, nor would I have ever thought that I’d love deep throating a soft cock. Then again, I never thought of a cock so big that I could deep throat it while soft.

“Hi everyone! I’m Stacy McPheer.”

I keep swallowing, letting my throat’s natural motion massage my man’s cock. My hands massage his thighs and thinking about how fucking hot it is that I’m sucking the giant cock of the most successful man I’ve ever met, while under his desk, while he hires employees, I drag my nails along the sensitive skin of his inner thighs.

Jack’s cock hardens to about half strength. It still bends down my throat, but it feels like I have a bar of curved steel in my gullet.

“Um, hi. My name is Jack Pellon.”

I gasp and thank God I don’t **** on the python. I pull big Jack out of my throat and tap him until he clicks and looks down.

“What?”

“That’s him! That’s little Jack!”

Jack clicks something and then motions me up. “My camera is off. Take a look. That’s him?”

I come out from under the table and see my little Jack on the screen. Jack pulls me into his lap.

“That’s him! Holy shit.” I turn to face the better Jack. “You can be his boss!”

He smiles. “Is that what you want?”

“Yeah! That would be fucking awesome. Jack! Oh fuck! I have a million ideas.”

Ten-million ideas! This would open up so many doors to humiliate and cuck little Jack.

“We could have me visit you more and more often and you promote him for weird reasons and then it we show him that he’s been getting promotions because I’ve been fucking you. Oh! Or, we could have you come over to his place, which is really my place, for dinner. You could say it was just something you do with new employees, and we get little Jack really drunk and then we fuck right next to him so he wakes up to you breaking me in half. No! We could-”

Jack puts a finger on my lip and then slides me off his knee, pushing me under the desk. “Get back to work.” He raises his cock and then lets the meat fall on my face with an all-to-satisfying thump.

I do get back to work, with renewed vigor as well, working him as hard as I can without making noise.

Jack introduces himself and even though I bob up and down on his cock, he speaks perfectly well. When the interview is over, he turns his attention to me with primal lust in his eyes.

He throws me on the bed and fucks the shit out of me but then his alarm goes off.

“No, Jack. Please, I need this cock.”

He clamps a hand over my mouth while he holds a finger to his. “Don’t make a sound.”

He pulls me back over to the desk and pushes me under it face first, keeping my ass up the air for him to plunge his cock in doggystyle. My pulsing, wet flower gladly takes him in.

“Hey team,” Jack says. “My camera was just damaged, so you’ll have to do without seeing my ugly mug. Talk to me about the ad campaign.”

He starts railing me in earnest with each thrust pounding my cervix. My hair drapes over my head as I get my much-needed dicking. I take him silently for a half a dozen thrusts before I can’t hold it in.

“Ohh! Ahhh! Fuck! Yes! Jack, please. Give it to me!”

Jack yanks me up by my hair until he wraps his arm around my throat and his other hand covers my mouth. My jiggling ass is smashed up against his pelvis. He keeps pounding away and I hold onto his massive arm wrapped around my throat. My shouts continue but are stifled by his hand.

“Quiet, or I’ll take it out.”

I do everything I can, latch on to every ounce of strength to quiet myself. All the while, Jack keeps pounding.

“That sounds great, Deb. Tell me more about what we’re doing to reach our older demos. A cracking noise? I’m not hearing a cracking noise. Is anyone else? Oh, yeah? You all are. Oh, it’s only when I’m talking. I wonder if my mic was damaged earlier too. I’ll mute myself, you tell me if you still hear it.”

He takes his hand from my mouth and taps his screen, muting himself. “Scream.”

I run through nearly every expletive I know and a few I make up on the spot. I beg for more as my hips push back on him as he continues to fuck me.

He covers my mouth again and I shut up.

“Yeah? Okay, must be my mic. I’ll get a new one later today. Sorry about that. Well, go ahead and tell me more about the older demos.” He lifts my hand and presses my finger against the mute button. “I’ll make an assistant out of you yet. Maybe I should hire you, too.”

“Yeah! Yes. Make me your slutty assistant. Make me your fuck meat.”

Jack laughs but increases his thrusts until I can’t think straight.

When I peak, my pussy grips down on him in a tight squeeze. I moan in delight as ecstasy travels through every synapse in my brain and every nerve in my body. The warm afterglow takes hold and I collapse.

Jack catches me and takes me to the bed. He lays me down and kisses me gently. I realize just how gentle he’s being. He’s so strong, capable of rag-dolling me, throwing me around like it’s nothing, hurting me, but he doesn’t hurt me. Besides my brutalized pussy, which I will gratefully take, no other part of my body has been hurt. He’s so careful to keep me safe.

He pulls out and paints my face with several ropes before shoving his cock into my limp mouth. His cum brings me to life and I start sucking and swallowing the last of his orgasm. With a smile and taps the side of his headset. “Yeah, I’m here. More mic issues. I’m sorry. I love the idea. Go with that.” His eyes stay on me and my heart swells with joy.