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Date: 08.09.2007

Keywords: Job, Interview,

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I was interviewing for a new secretary and it had nearly reached the end of the day with no likely successful candidates. There was just one to go, a Tracy Class, whose CV certainly looked impressive and seemed as if she would do pretty well for the job, but I had to wait and see. The company's receptionist, Paula, put her head around the office door to tell me that Miss Class was waiting and asked if she should show her in. I agreed and sat back to watch the view of Paula's nice arse as she walked away from me. A twenty two year old gorgeous blonde, Paula was the kind of person who brightened up any office with her presence, especially when she walked the other way and gave a view of her perfect round arse. I probably wasn't the only guy in the office who'd wondered what it would be like to fuck that sweet arse.

It's not that I deliberately hired a sexy babe to work as the receptionist, she was perfectly qualified for the job, although perhaps subconsciously I favoured her above other candidates. It's just that, having hired her, I found it hard not to stare with that cute arse always in my face whenever she came by my office. In the same sense, I couldn't help staring at the gorgeous creature who walked in after her and think that maybe she was in fact the perfect candidate for the secretary job.

Tracy Class was absolutely stunning in every way. Tall, taller than I was, and with an hourglass figure, narrow waist and huge tits that were practically bursting out of her pinstriped blouse. This was a woman who couldn't look restrained, repressed and unformal, however she dressed. Even given that fact, her outfit was a hugely sexy turn-on look. She was dressed completely in the style of a stereotype sexy secretary; tight, figure hugging blouse unbuttoned down to her impressive cleavage, a pencil skirt covering her thighs and the rest of her long legs in shear stockings with a seam up the back, black six inch heels on her feet. She had dark hair, tied back from her face with the full, pouting lips that any man longed to see around his dick and dark green eyes behind rimless glasses.

She sat in a prim and proper manner and answered all of my interview questions in a direct, clipped accent and in a manner that was completely everything that I wanted to hear from an efficient, respectable candidate. I could barely concentrate, however, so much was my attention directed towards Tracy's large round breasts and perfect figure. Even while she told me all about her great organisational skills, all I could think about was violating that pretty, proper mouth with my cock, I was even getting a little hard and aroused just thinking about it. Thank God I was sitting down and there was a desk between us to cover my embarrassing arousal.

All this was going well enough but it was as we came to the end of the interview that things started to get particularly interesting. We just asked every candidate no matter what job a standard question to sum up at the end and that question was, "What do you think separates you from the other candidates and what do you think you in particular have to bring to the company that nobody else does?" Everyone tended to come out with some pretty similar answers to this one but Tracy Class had something a little different.

"So, you want to know what makes me special?" she said, with a lascivious accent that belied the restrained sensibilities of her earlier answers.

"That's right, Tracy," I replied, "Just tell us why I'd rather have you as my secretary than anyone else."

"Well, I've one very special feature," she grinned naughtily.

At this point I expected her to go on about how well qualified she was but instead she sat back on the chair and uncrossed her stockinged legs. Inevitably, I tried to sneak a look up her pencil skirt at her panties beneath as she opened up her legs but just now I didn't get the chance. However, Tracy wasn't going to stop there and, to my wide eyed astonishment, she reached down and pulled up her skirt around her waist, showing me her stocking tops, the bare skin of her thighs and the black satin panties she wore beneath. What was even more remarkable was when she pulled these panties aside and pulled out that little something that made her special. It was her cock, eight inches long, thick, veiny, uncut and semi-hard. Yes, Tracy Class, the hottest, sexiest job applicant I had ever had, the one that I had been fantasising about just a few seconds earlier was a shemale, a chick with a dick, and that dick was growing ever harder as she began to stroke it in front of me, in my office, in our interview.

"You wanna know what makes me special?" she asked, stroking her hard cock, "How many of the girls who applied can show you this?"

I sat there transfixed, not knowing what to do as my interviewee masturbated her cock in front of me. I couldn't help but stare at it. It held an incredible fascination, this hard, masculine cock protruding from Tracy's gorgeous curvy womanly figure. Although it was weird, I knew I was incredibly turned on, the revelation of Tracy's shemale status seemed to make my own cock even harder under the desk. It seemed that Tracy somehow knew this too as she gave me a dirty grin.

"Don't just stare at it, honey, why not come and get a taste?" she said.

As if in some kind of hypnotic state, I felt myself obeying, getting up from my seat and coming round to her side of the desk, I dropped to my knees in front of her. I had always thought of myself as a very straight, woman loving kind of guy and had never even thought about sucking a cock before but this one looked so good. I knelt between her stocking clad legs and stared at it, it looked even more alluring close up, poking out from where her satin panties were pulled aside.

"You can touch it, baby," Tracy said.

Taking my hand in hers, she moved it onto her cock so my fingers wrapped around her shaft. It felt excitingly warm and alive in my hand.

"Come on honey, wank me," she smiled.

Once again, my reaction was almost instinctive as my hand began to rub up and down her dick, masturbating her as she got ever harder. I leaned my face in closer to where her sheer stockings ended and the bare skin of her thigh began, kissing along her soft, feminine thighs, I soon found my lips alongside her cock. Still jerking her off, I pulled her dick up and moved my lips to her shaved balls, beginning to suck on them. As I masturbated her, I moved my lips all over her balls and began to lick up the base of her hard cock shaft.

"Ah, uh, yes, that's it, lick my balls, honey," Tracy moaned, "Now how about you wrap those pretty lips round my cock?"

I did as she said once more, my tongue having reached the swollen purple end of her masculine part, I flicked my tongue around the tip and opened my lips to let it in. If the feel of her cock in my hand had been something else then having it in my mouth was even better, warm and sensual, I could feel her arousal all through my mouth and it felt great to be the one giving it to her. OK, so only a few minutes earlier I had been thinking about her going down on me, but if anything the sensations from taking her cock in my mouth were even better so unexpected were they.

"Suck me baby, suck me like a dirty sissy whore," Tracy moaned, bringing her hand to the back of my head and pushing me down on her cock.

I had never sucked cock before but I'd had it done a fair few times to me and I'd seen my share of porno so I'd like to think I knew what I was doing as I opened my throat to let more of this hot woman's eight inch monster down my throat before pulling back and bobbing up and down on the full length of it, all the while using my hands to play with her balls and arse. I was no longer in control of my actions, I was taken over by lust to swallow this strong, beautiful woman's large cock. My mouth watered and I slobbered all over it, no longer concerned by how easily I had been swayed to suck cock.

"Oh Fuck, oh God, you dirty bitch," Tracy moaned, "I can't believe you've never sucked cock before, you're a natural sissy and you're turning me on sooo much."

"Mmmmmm, ugh," I could only gargle, my mouth filled with her tasty meat but she knew from my eagerness how much I was loving this.

"Oh yes, come on," Tracy cooed, "Tell me how much you love it, beg for it, slut."

"I love the taste of your cock, Tracy," I said, taking it from my mouth as I continued to stroke her shaft, "I'm a sissy cockloving bitch and I can't help but want to taste your big, fat cock," I didn't know where all this was coming from, this was a side of me I had never seen before but I couldn't control it, "I'm your sissy bitch and I wanna make you cum, I want to swallow your cock and drink your juices."

Tracy laughed, "You were right, honey," she said, and I suddenly noticed her attention wasn't directed at me.

I had been so intent on giving my shemale secretary interviewee my very best cocksucking efforts that I had been blind to anything else going on around me and now I noticed that Paula the receptionist had joined us in the room. I stopped dead, I couldn't believe the humiliation.

"See what I mean, Tracy," Paula grinned, as it began to dawn on me that these two knew each other and had set this up, "I knew he was just a sissy at heart."

"You're right," Tracy purred, "You wouldn't believe how quickly and easily I had him sucking cock."

"Ha, I knew it!" Paula exclaimed with me still feeling totally humiliated and not knowing at all what to do, still on my knees and with my lips still around Tracy's hard cock, I could hardly get up either as this would show my receptionist and her shemale pal just how hard my cock was and just how turned on I seemed to be being discovered by a hot woman sucking off a shemale, "I always thought he'd be just the sort to enjoy a good cocksucking, look how hard he is!"

As she had been talking, Paula had walked over and knelt over by me, bringing her face down close to where my own flushed red looking one had just let Tracy's cock out of my mouth, but it was still dangling angonisingly and tantalisingly close and I could barely take my eyes off it to look at the face of the beautiful blonde kneeling beside me.

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Keywords: Job, Interview,

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