The interview

The door opened and in Staci came. She did not disappoint in the slightest.

She was dressed in a skintight white blouse with only two buttons in the middle buttoned. She had her belly button pierced and it sparked in the light. She had on a black lacy bra that was poking out of the top along with the most cleavage Cindy had ever seen at a job interview.

She had on thigh high stockings and a black short skirt that barely reached the top of her thighs. Her black high heels add 3 inches to her height and she walked in with an enormous amount of swagger. Cindy's mouth was already watering.

Staci's long black hair flowed down to her shoulders and her brown eyes lit up in surprise when she saw who was interviewing her. She licked her red lips and made her lipstick shine. "Umm am I in the right place? I was looking for the job interview as the ad guy's secretary." She felt the cold air of the office surround her, and just as Cindy expected Staci's nipples hardened and pushed out against her already tight blouse.

Cindy closed a window on her computer and turned to face Staci, her heavy tits practically resting on her desk. "This is the right place, I'm Cindy, don't know who you were expecting but I am the one who posted the secretary job." She stood up and shook Staci's hand, enjoying the beautiful jiggle of the young slut's tits.

Cindy grabbed her file folder and a pen. "Let's head over to the sitting area, I find it less formal that way. Cindy motioned toward a couch and big comfy chair, she took a seat in the chair, crossing her long legs. Staci laid out on the couch, leaning up against the arm of the table, crossing and uncrossing her legs, Cindy noticed the girl had no panties on, and was shaved smooth.

"So why do you want to work here?" Cindy asked innocently. Her eyes roaming all over Staci's body. She yearned to reach out and touch her, to lay her out on that couch and make her squeal, but she had to contain herself, for now.

"Well I need some cash, clothes and lingerie don't come cheap" Staci said winking. "And I've always heard sex sells in the advertising agency, and I LOVE sex, so I figured this wouldn't be a total waste of my time." She uncrossed her legs again, toying with Cindy. Cindy just smirked and tapped the arm of the chair with the file.

"Believe me Staci, I know you LOVE sex. It's all over that slutty facebook of yours." She grabbed out the photos and threw them out on the table. "Apparently this "outfit" you wore today is the most conservative thing you own. I can only see some of your giant tits, and you keep flashing that sexy pussy of yours to me too." Cindy rose from the chair and got right in Staci's face. "So you will work for me, but as my fuck toy, not as my secretary, do you understand? You want to dress and act like a slut then you will be MY slut," Cindy kissed her hard, pulling on her long black hair, her tongue pushing into Staci's warm mouth running across the girls tongue piercing. "Do you know your place slut?" Cindy asked as she looked into her smoldering eyes.