Strip

"Haha," I say, completely deadpan. "A little joke from Quality Control. I will take them off now." Standing up, I reach for the buttons on the front of my blouse, trying to keep my fingers from trembling or my face from showing any signs of distress. Mechanically, I remove my blouse, then my skirt, letting both articles fall carelessly to the marble floor. My heels follow--and my stockings. Finally, I unsnap my bra from behind and roll my thong down my legs. Taking one step forward, I adopt a rigid posture, my arms hanging firmly at my sides. I can feel the eyes turning in my direction, nearby assessors and clients stopping to gawk at my naked body.

"Alright," says Dennis reluctantly. "I suppose I can evaluate your oral skills while I work. Come suck me off."

Obediently, I drop to my knees and crawl beneath the desk. Dennis's legs are already conveniently spread apart. I reach up to grasp the zipper on his slacks, pulling it down to reveal a nicely-formed cock with a substantial glans, already stiffening in the open air. Awkwardly, I push forward to embrace his member in my mouth.

I focus on bringing him pleasure, my lips sucking on his shaft, my tongue swirling about his head. Dennis is extremely disciplined, however. His cock swells, but it refuses to burst. My knees feel like hell, pressed against the hard marble floor. My eyes water. For several long minutes, I can hear nothing but the glck, glck, glck of his cockhead impinging on my throat.

Then, there is another woman's voice just above me, the scrape of the chair I had recently vacated--a new client. Unlike me, she seems more than happy to take the assessment. She and Dennis exchange words, incomprehensible to my clouded mind. I know my bottom half is poking out from the front of the desk. As she's answering the questions on the form, I imagine her looking down at my cheeks and the hint of brown wrinkled asshole between, gyrating back and forth in time with my head bobbing on the cock before me.

The assessment concludes--faster than I would have expected--and Dennis thanks the woman for her time. His cock remains stiff as steel when he places a hand against my forehead and gently pushes me away. Then he helps me out from under the desk. Rising to my feet, I see no sign of the woman.

"I think that's enough oral," says Dennis. "Let's move on to the next thing, shall we?"