Olivia Gets Interviewed

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Their meeting spot was only a few minutes walk from their destination, a moderately expensive Italian restaurant. Kelly tried to relax Olivia with some small talk on the way, but her responses were short and clipped. The woman was nervous as hell, and the impromptu groping in the park hadn't helped matters. Olivia was praying Josh had liked what he'd seen and felt as much as she'd enjoyed his ministrations. If tonight's date went poorly, she might not get too many more chances.

Her already shaky self-esteem had taken a sizable hit when her first and only boyfriend Gary had abruptly dumped her for some 18 year old blonde slut, despite the fact Olivia had been the man's high school sweetheart and his senior girlfriend.

"You're hot, sure, but you're just starting to get stale is all. We've been together almost seven years and all you ever want to do is watch me fuck Lisa. A man's got to have some variety, you know?" Those had been Gary's parting words to her before the overweight man had callously kicked her out of his apartment. The aforementioned Lisa, a statuesque brunette and Gary's second girlfriend, had cried and looked as though she wanted to say something in defense of her friend, but they both knew there was nothing she could do. Gary had tired of her and that was that.

Thus Olivia had found herself homeless and single at the age of 24, a terrifying combination, but had been fortunate enough to have some old friends in the area that she was able to shack up with for a few weeks while she grieved over her lost relationship. A few days ago she'd finally come out of her depression enough to consider dating again and her wonderful housemate Jen had been able to use her connections to find a few potentials. Of the three pictures she was shown, Josh was the only one that still had any hair, and she'd been instantly smitten with his mischievous grin. What completely sold her was when Jen, who'd known Josh's first girlfriend from art school, described Sara. "Calm and confident, tall, top-heavy redhead. Always a bit of a tease, that girl" she'd said. Jen couldn't have known, but she'd described Olivia's type perfectly.

Approaching the restaurant, Olivia awkwardly rubbed her thighs together, glancing at her companions and then quickly looking away, pink suffusing her tan cheeks. Josh was cute and his display in the park earlier had been quite the turn-on. The spunky little Asian Kelly looked like a lot of fun too, and was definitely attracted to her if her earlier outburst was any indication. But damn, Sara was even more beautiful than she'd imagined. That lovely dark red hair framing her aloof face, those long, athletic legs, and of course those amazing tits! Olivia had always had a thing for busty, confident women, and was nearly overcome by an intense lurid desire for this amazing creature to sit on her face. The fantasy temporarily distracted her from her anxiety, but as they were seated at the dinner table it returned with a vengeance.

They were seated in the traditional manner for a first date, with Josh on one side of the table flanked by Sara and Kelly, while Olivia sat facing them on the other side. She gingerly lowered her ass to the chair, wincing at the contact with the plug still buried deep inside her. The situation reminded her uncomfortably of a job interview, and the way the girls casually rested their heads on his shoulders and hugged his arms to themselves made her feel like an unwanted intruder into their happy trio. Their waitress came by to take their orders and Olivia mumbled that she'd have the same thing as Josh, visibly trembling and trying to remember the planned introduction and talking points she'd carefully practiced with Jen that morning.

"So, Olivia, tell us about yourself. History, family, hobbies, fetishes?" Josh asked casually, smiling teasingly at the last part but knowing she'd be compelled to answer. He spoke with a easiness that made her think he'd been through this many times, causing Olivia to wonder how many women had been rejected before her. The thought was not a comforting one. With a deep breath, she began to speak.

"A-ah, well, I'm 24 years old. I was born in Spain as the only child of my father's third wife, and moved here when I was 2... my last boyfriend recently b-broke up with me so I've been living with some friends in the area. I had been working as a secretary at his firm but I guess I'm unemployed now..." She trailed off sadly, fidgeting at the stares of her potential new family. She nervously twirled and tugged at a lock of silky dark hair, very conscious of how little she was wearing right now. Her lingerie was not nearly sufficient to hide the set of clamps still adorning her inflamed nipples. The pain was honestly starting to turn her on a bit.

"As for hobbies, I like to go running, read novels and watch movies, especially comedies. But what I really like to watch is-" She cut herself off and covered her mouth, appalled at herself for what she'd been about to say. A throaty chuckle drew her attention to Sara whose eyes seemed to sparkle with mirth.

"Go on, sweetie. It's rude to not finishing answering your date's question." Sara said teasingly, speaking for the first time that evening. Olivia was instantly enamored with her breathy, rich voice and could vividly imagine it giving her commands, or screaming in pleasure... she shook her head, steeling herself to describe her guilty desire.

"Ah, my f-fetishes, right... I guess I like being teased and ordered around, but more than that I'm a... well Gary called me a cuckquean, is that the right word? I like to watch." Her face had turned completely red in shame, but she couldn't stop herself from continuing. "Nothing gets me off like seeing my boyfriend f-fuck some other hottie right in front of me. He always thought it was weird..." Finishing her thoughts, Olivia couldn't bring herself to see their reaction, eyes searching for anything to focus on but their faces. Unfortunately they automatically zeroed in on the massive heaving chest that she'd been trying to avoid staring at all night. The lace covered tits must have been at least E cups yet were so perfectly round and firm. The edge of her areolas could be seen peaking over the edge of that skimpy little top. It just made her want to bury her face in that cleavage and worship her magnificent body with her mouth and-

"My eyes are up here honey." Sara said, warmth and amusement obvious in her tone. Mortified at having been caught staring, Olivia snapped her head up ramrod straight. Kelly was whispering something in Josh's ear with a grin while Josh and Sara were giving her smoky looks that made her feel hot and squirmy.

"So our little Spanish rose is a voyeur, huh?" Josh started. "Sounds like you and Kelly are quite compatible then! She's an exhibitionist, you see. Actually, she had a great idea just now. Want to share, pet?" Kelly squirmed in obvious excitement and blurted out,

"Yeah! After dinner, lets give the new girl a performance she'll never forget!" Olivia's eyes widened in shock, never having expected such an immediate positive reaction to her dirty secret.

"What do you say sweetie?" Sara's sultry voice drew her attention. She was wearing a flirty smile and there was a predatory gleam in her eye that made Olivia shudder in desire. "Want to get a preview of your future? If you're really good maybe we'll even let you join in." She finished with a meaningful glance at her boyfriend.

Good Lord, how could such a perfect set of people exist? Anxiety forgotten, Olivia silently pleaded for their dinner to arrive quickly so she could see what the night had in store...