Auditioning

Cynthia reflected on her situation. She was broke and trying to get a job, which seemed mostly to consist of anonymously sucking cock. 'Could this really be happening?' she wondered.

She wasn't averse to sucking cock. She had done plenty of that in her marriage, both with her husband and with her various flings, including that last one, her personal trainer... what a great cock he'd had.

She shook her mind clear. She had to focus a bit, she thought. She was being graded on this.

She chose to kneel, thinking she didn't want her bare ass on a chair that someone else had sat on. Then she waited. She brushed her hair out of her eyes a couple of times.

After a couple of minutes, she heard someone enter the booth. It was dark through the hole -- unusually dark. She heard a zipper, then understood the reason for the darkness. There was a black cloth on the other side of the wall, and the man moved it aside and pushed his erect cock through. 'So I can't peek in,' she thought.

It was a nice enough cock, she thought. A little smaller than the average, maybe. She leaned forward to suck it, then remembered Gloria's instructions and quickly took her lips back off the cock. "Hi baby, I'm going to suck your cock," she said. She hoped that was good enough -- what kind of bullshit was a "welcome" anyway?

Cynthia took the cock into her mouth and started sucking. She bobbed her head back and forth, trying to get a consistent rhythm. She knew men liked that. She took the head deep enough so that it rested between her tongue and the roof of her mouth. Bobbing repeatedly hurt her neck a little, but it wasn't too bad. She liked to imagine what her hair looked like while she did this, as the inverse bob waved back and forth. It was probably pretty cool. She started using her hand to jerk the guy off at the same time.

After a seemingly long time -- Cynthia imagined it must have been ten minutes -- the man finally started to cum. 'Finally!' she thought as she swallowed his load. It wasn't very much cum, so she didn't have any trouble with it.

She pulled off his cock and said, "Thanks," as he pulled out through the hole and left the booth.

She waited patient for another minute, then heard the door open behind her. It was Gloria. "Cheryl only found one guy, the rest weren't ready again yet -- so come on back to the office."

Cynthia walked back into Gloria's office and put her clothes back on. Gloria was looking intently at her laptop, so Cynthia sat down, crossed her hands in her lap, and waited. After a few minutes -- Cynthia was considering a discreet cough to move things along, she had places to be -- Cheryl came in and sat down again. This prompted Gloria to look up.

"Well?" she asked.

Cheryl looked over at Cynthia, then back at Gloria. "No."

"Wait, what?" asked Cynthia. "What do you mean? I thought I did a good job in there!"

Gloria said, "Cheryl, I don't doubt your judgement at all, but can you explain a bit more?"

"Sure," said Cheryl. "No problem, boss. Basically she did poorly at all three parts we asked her to do -- an easy way to see that is to compare to one of Dorothy's recent performances. I can queue one up if you hand me your laptop."

Gloria smiled. "That's not totally fair, since Dorothy is the gold standard though..."

"True," Cheryl said. "But still -- the welcome was weak; the blowjob was uninspired, much too long, and she used her hand; and the finish was pathetic."

Cynthia's heart was pounding. She'd already put a lot on the line, she felt, and now she really wanted this job, just to prove Cheryl wrong. "Please, Gloria," she said. "How about on a trial basis? I can learn. I really need this job."

Gloria mulled it over, then said, "Ok. You can have a two week trial period. You'll report to Cheryl but I want to make clear, you're the bottom of the totem pole. If anyone, even Dorothy, tells you do something, you just do it. Come in Monday morning and Cheryl will sort out your training."