TITLE    : Mary the SEXatary
STORYID  : mary-the-sexatary_2006
SUMMARY  : Party joke turns into sex audition for a new job.
AUTHOR   : Wolf Bennington@lit
DATE     : 2006-11-07
CATEGORY : group-sex-stories
FLAGS    : h
TAGS     : |anal|blowjob|cunnilingus|multiple|head|


"It's just another Halloween Costume Party," I was thinking to myself. I wouldn't even know very many people there. Most of the people at the party would be people my wife worked with and although I knew she was excited about some social time with them, I wasn't thrilled. Not that I didn't like some of them, but all of her workmates were women and their husbands were all... well, let's just say I'm not blue collar. Absentmindedly I wondered how many guys would be "in costume" as mechanics?



I was dressed up, at my wife's insistence, as a corporate executive. To me that meant that my wife wanted me to wear a suit and tie for a costume party, but she added a nametag that identified me as the CEO of a major bank "to complete my costume". My wife was dressed up as a bar wench, complete with plenty of cleavage spilling out and nothing under her long skirt. I was hoping that she'd get a little drunk, talk about sex with all of her female friends, and then take me home &#x2013; horny out of her mind &#x2013; and attack me. The other alternative, as I well knew, was that she'd get drunk, talk a lot of trash, make lots of promises and then pass out and I'd have to carry her to our truck.



The costumes at the party varied a great deal. There was a couple wearing nothing but togas; another couple dressed up as pirates &#x2013; both male and female; and everything from genie costumes to hooker costumes. One woman, named Mary, was dressed up in what she was announcing was her "sexatary" costume. It would have been a very professional mode of dress: blouse, skirt, stockings, heals. But the blouse was sheer and her leopard print bra was clearly visible through it. The skirt was black leather and not long enough to reach where the skin of her thighs was bare above the fishnet stockings. And her shoes were "come fuck me" pumps with five inch spike heals. Idly I wondered if her thong &#x2013; if she even had anything on under the skirt &#x2013; would match the leopard print bra?



Needless to say I spent a lot of time watching her walk &#x2013; or should I say, STRUT around the party. Every guy there, whose wife wouldn't object, tried to make time with her. Her husband was nowhere to be found.



We arrived at the party at about eight and by ten my wife was sloshed. I left her sitting on the sofa with yet another rum and coke in her hand, and went to find out if Mary would be interested in chatting. I found her in one corner doing her best to fend off a relatively drunk fellow named Marty. Marty was dressed as, well, um, a mechanic and had unzipped his overalls down well below his belly button. Drink in one hand, he was aggressively trying to cop a feel of Mary with the other.



Putting on my best gentlemanly air I said, "You, sir. Stop being so rude to that woman." I was, of course, joking, but Marty looked like he shit himself. First he jumped so hard that he spilled his drink right down the unzipped front of his overalls, and then he jumped again from the cold liquid hitting his crotch. Mary giggled, I laughed, and several other folks nearby joined in. Marty turned beat red and disappeared in the direction of the bathroom. Turning to Mary and faking a serious face I said, "Your honor is secure, ma'am."



Equally hammy, Mary replied, "Oh, thank you, good sir. I don't know what I'd have done if you hadn't come along to protect my honor."



Another woman nearby said in a stage whisper, "Probably have been bent over the bathroom sink in another few minutes." Everyone got a great laugh at that. Mary smiled, also laughed at the joke, and took me by the arm to lead me toward the bar. When I looked over at my wife I saw that her head had fallen back on the sofa and she was snoozing. Oh well; another night I'd be carrying her to the truck and then into the house and jerking off while she snored beside me.



Standing off to one side of the party room I began to make small talk with Mary. As it worked out her husband refused to come to the party because he didn't care for many of her friends and he also didn't approve of how she was dressed. He seemed to feel that she should be more conservative and find a costume that wouldn't quite show off her body so well.



"I just don't get that," I told her. "If you have a great body... and you do... then why should you hide it like you're ashamed of it? If you want to flaunt it, I think you should."



"Would you tell your wife that?" Mary asked.



Looking over at my wife I gave her an honest answer. "If my wife wanted to show off her body I'd encourage her to do it. In fact I have. But since she'd prefer to cover up all of her curves and drink herself silly, I've given up on trying to get her to open up."



"How open do you want her to be?" Mary asked, sounding like she was extremely interested in what my answer would be.



"As open as she wants and is comfortable with," I answered honestly. I had told my wife in the past how much it would turn me on to see her just let go to sex and enjoy another guy... or girl for that matter... but just let go. She never did and never would as far as I could tell. She was VERY hung up on a ton of insecurities about non-existent faults with her body.



"I see," said Mary. "Well, let's talk about something else besides our spouses. That's too depressing of a conversation." I agreed and we began to chat idly about a host of topics &#x2013; none of which had anything to do with marriage. Sexual innuendos flew but it was harmless flirting as far as I was concerned. Little did I know the direction the party would take.



At about eleven the host and hostess called everyone's attention to the area in front of the fireplace. They announced that, for the sake of entertainment, some role playing was going to be enjoyed. Each couple would be required to hold a conversation &#x2013; put on a skit if you will &#x2013; based on their costumes. They had to "play the role". Since Mary was at the party alone and my wife was passed out, we decided to do the role playing thing together. We were all given about ten minutes to figure out our routine. It didn't take us even that long. To Mary I said, "How about, since you call that costume your 'sexatary' outfit, we hold an interview. I'll be the boss interviewing you for the advertised position of a sexatary." She agreed and I began to think up my questions. This was going to be fun.



When our turn came around, the interview started out fun and immediately told everyone watching what direction we were going in. This was going to be a very sexually charged interview / skit. No one looked like they were complaining. For the sake of the skit I had assumed the name "Mr. Masters" and Mary had told me her name would be "Miss Leichstolich", pronounced "Likes To Lick". That brought a smile to my face. With every eye in the room on us, except those of my passed out wife, we began.



Mr. Masters: do you have a few minutes for your sexatary interview?



Mary: oh yes



Mr. Masters: OK; so let's get the preliminaries out of the way and I can get to the MEAT of the questioning....



Mary: ok Mr. Masters



Mr. Masters: for consideration to be hired as a SEXatary - part of an office staff - what name would you want listed on all the records? And available to the clientele?



Mary: Miss Leichstolich



Mr. Masters: very good; and how tall are you Miss Leichstolich?



Mary: 5'8



Mr. Masters: and what are your measurements?



Mary: 40



Mary: 34- 



Mary: 36



Mr. Masters: 40 what?



Mary: C



Mr. Masters: very good



Mr. Masters: and do you have any problem having those measurements confirmed by hand inspection?



Mary: oh no sir. Not at all. (she had a BIG smile on her face at that answer)



Mr. Masters: very good



Mary: I would be more than happy to submit to an inspection (more big smiles)



Mr. Masters: now, Miss Leichstolich, would you be comfortable dressing in a seductive, revealing or sexy fashion for work each day?



Mary: I dress that way as often as possible anyway, sir, and I make sure I always match - bra and thong; stockings and garters



Mr. Masters: Let me be clear; unless otherwise directed by your supervisor, no undergarments would be permitted...



Mary: ok sir



Mr. Masters: IF undergarments were permitted, or required, the bra and thong would HAVE to match and should be sheer. Is that a problem?



Mary: no sir



Mr. Masters: very good



Mr. Masters: and you'd be required to wear button-down blouses and relatively short skirts... is that a problem?



Mary: no sir; whatever the dress code calls for.



Mr. Masters: Pantyhose are strictly prohibited in our work environment. Is that understood?



Mary: yes sir; always stockings. Does the company permit crotchless pantyhose Mr. Masters?



Mr. Masters: Miss Leichstolich, crotchless may be specified on certain days, but in general, undergarments are prohibited. Your supervisor would direct you accordingly. Let's move on...



Mr. Masters: Do you understand that your primary duties would encompass the following: please indicate your understand with a "Yes" and indicate if you have ANY issues with each:



Mr. Masters: attending to the refreshment needs of your immediate supervisor and any clients that visit. Are you okay with that?



Mary: yes



Mr. Masters: OK; do you understand that you would also be required to answer the phone, take messages as necessary, and provide clients with approved information?



Mary: yes sir



Mr. Masters: do you understand that the work environment is very dynamic and requires a person who can jump from one task to the next without any hesitation or issues?



Mary: yes sir



Mr. Masters: OK; now, let's be clear here as well: the job title is very specific: SEXatary. Obviously, certain sexual performance is part of the job description and will be required. I'd like to explore that facet of the job and make sure you're okay with everything. K?



Mary: OK (Mary began to squirm in her seat somewhat at this point. I don't know if it was nervousness or eagerness)



Mr. Masters: very good. Now, it's a documented fact of professional performance that stress has a negative impact on performance. Therefore, to relieve the stress of our executive(s), you may be required to satisfy them sexually and with as little break in their work schedule as possible. Do you understand that?



Mary: yes Sir



Mr. Masters: Very good. Now as a result, as part of your job, you will be required to provide oral gratification - otherwise called a blowjob - on demand - even as the executive continues to work. Do you have any issues with that?



Mary: no sir; no problem at all. (I was impressed that Mary not only didn't hesitate but sounded quite proud of the answer. The other partiers around us were so quiet you could have heard a pin drop.)



Mr. Masters: Now, to be very clear; salary in this job is directly related to performance and energy levels. You say you have no problems with giving a blow job on demand, but will you complete the job? And how aggressive and energetic will you be in your ministrations?



Mary: oh I have a lot of energy... and I can be very aggressive. 



Mr. Masters: and are you willing to insure that the office environment is kept clean by not allowing a drop of the executive's cum to escape your mouth? While this is not a job requirement, such performance insures a higher starting salary level and larger bonuses.



Mary: yes sir I promise not to let a single drop spill. And if I think it might, for whatever reason, I'll be sure to strip off my top and let the drops hit my chest. That way they won't get on any furniture or the carpet. (as she said this, she used her fingers to part the top of her blouse, showing off more of her cleavage and patting her chest to show where the cum would drop)



Mr. Masters: Very good. Now, also part of this job description is a requirement to make yourself available for intercourse upon demand. Are you willing to do so?



Mary: Yes, sir; I am always wet and ready for a good fucking (her use of the word "fucking" almost sounded harsh in view of the party, but no one even blinked. Every eye and ear was on us as we continued our "skit")



Mr. Masters: Very good. Now, more important to the work environment, that demand might mean interrupting a project you're working on but that still needs completion. Are you capable of interrupting one project to get that "good fucking" and then go back to it after you've been used for intercourse? (Mary hesitated for a moment there and I couldn't see any reason why. Looking back I realized that it was this point in time when Mary decided this didn't JUST have to be a skit.)



Mr. Masters: Miss Leichstolich? Is there a problem there?



Mary: No, Sir. If it's a must sir I can bend over the phone and take a fucking while on the phone and also sending a fax at the same time



Mr. Masters: Very good. That's the kind of motivation we like to see. Moving on...



Mary: yes sir



Mr. Masters: Do you also understand that on some occasions the company would like to reward certain excellent performance? And that you will be used as a tool of that reward?



Mary: in what way sir? Do you mean making the customer cum first? (I had to smile at her choice of words)



Mr. Masters: well, for instance, if a particular salesman does an outstanding job, you might be required to give him a blowjob as a reward... or to allow him to thoroughly use your cunt as you're bent over a desk.... (I specifically wanted to make the demand sound harsh to see if she'd flinch or lose control and start laughing. Neither happened. She took it in perfect stride and seemed to almost flush at the word "cunt")



Mr. Masters: do you have any objection to that?



Mary: no sir



Mary: will you be watching sir



Mary: I would want you to be happy with my performance



Mr. Masters: the salesman's satisfaction with your performance would be all that I require... but I may observe from time to time to make sure that you're maintaining the company standards



Mr. Masters: now, along those same lines... There will also be times when executives have special demands to relieve a particular distraction...



Mary: yes sir



Mr. Masters: how do you feel about anal sex? The job position requires to you to totally open your body to service demands (I intentionally included this question to see, again, if I could make her flinch or back down. Mary did neither)



Mary: I feel that anal sex should be for my boss only. I want him to be the one to feel how tight I am at all times. (she looked me straight in the eyes when she answered me and I had the distinct feeling that she was telling me that her ass was all mine if I wanted it.)



Mr. Masters: and while I appreciate that outlook and dedication on your part, the position of SEXatary does require you to make your ass available as ordered by your supervisor. Can you do that?



Mary: yes sir



Mr. Masters: Very good. It will make your immediate supervisor happy and will insure your quarterly bonuses stay up. Moving on...



Mr. Masters: Some of our clients require motivation to close deals. You may be required, from time to time, to help "motivate" them through sexual service. Do you have any problem with that?



Mary: no sir not at all 



Mr. Masters: Now, let me be clear. Some of our clients are women. Are you capable of servicing them in a motivated fashion? Even if the idea doesn't appeal to you? (Was she as willing to play the role if it required her to deal with eating pussy?)



Mary: do I need to answer that (ah, the first hitch she slowed down at. I knew I could press this to my advantage and make the "skit" that much more sexual for those watching)



Mr. Masters: Miss Leichstolich, this is a standard question in the interview process for the SEXatary position... please, answer it as best you can. You should bear in mind, as you prepare your answer that the starting salary is entirely dependent on the full range of services you are willing to provide, as are the quarterly bonuses



Mary: I would do my best at keeping her happy also



Mr. Masters: and you understand that may require both manual and oral stimulation to her? And you can perform that in a manner that at least makes her think you're enjoying it?



Mary: yes sir. Although I think it would help if my boss was present, or someone else I know from the company to give me moral support. (Was she telling me that, if she and I could have sex, she'd do whatever it took to keep me happy?)



Mr. Masters: Very Good, Miss Leichstolich... That brings us to the final pieces of questions about the opening



Mr. Masters: on occasion, the company likes to reward its employees with vacations, gifts, bonuses, etc.



Mary: yes sir



Mr. Masters: due to the nature of the position, most of the vacations given would be to exotic locations where nudity is common... as are public sexual acts... would you enjoy such vacations as rewards and bonuses?



Mary: yes Mr. Masters I would love to go to these places and let you see your sexatary helping you as much as you wish



Mr. Masters: very good. Now, as to the gifts, they also tend to be sexually oriented: clothing items, undergarments, sexual toys such as vibrators, etc. Would you accept those gifts with sincere appreciation?



Mary: yes Mr. Masters I would. Would you help me in learning how to use them?



Mr. Masters: as necessary, your supervisor would give you adequate instruction



Mr. Masters: now, as to the financial bonuses... I trust you have no moral issues taking quarterly bonuses dependent on how well you've performed your full range of duties in the previous three months?



Mary: no sir



Mr. Masters: very good. The quarterly bonuses are determined based on the number of times you've provided each of the following services: a blowjob, vaginal intercourse, anal intercourse, a handjob, and/or service of any type to any client



Mr. Masters: Based on a workweek consisting of four ten-hour days, what do you think you realistically could handle in the way of sexual demands in that forty hour week?



Mr. Masters: I should advise you that the minimum expectations are: three blowjobs per week, vaginal intercourse three times each week, anal intercourse once per week, a handjob once each week, and service to any client as required.



Mary: if I work 4 days and it is within my grasp then I'm thinking that you could have as many of these as I could give you if clothing is an option then I wouldn't wear any so that any time you wanted my hot pussy, ass, mouth or any other part you could just ask or if its not being to bold I would be on you at all times. (Now I was sure of what she was telling me. She wanted to fuck and if I wanted to initiate it, she'd be happy to comply. If not, then all I had to do was give her the 'go ahead' signal and she'd be on me.)



Mr. Masters: So, Miss Leichstolich, is that your way of saying that you don't have any issues with the minimum performance standards? And that you fully care capable of meeting or exceeding them?



Mary: yes that is true sir. I would make sure my pussy is wet or oiled at all times.



Mr. Masters: Very good, Miss Leichstolich. Now, there is just one more hurdle to the hiring process



Mary: yes sir



Mr. Masters: First, we need a portfolio... that would be pictures of you dressed from various angles, and then undressing and finally undressed showing your body from various angles. Do you have any problem providing that? If you don't have the portfolio already constructed, we have someone on staff who can meet you to take the required photos



Mary: I do have some sir but I think that I should probably take some new ones. (The tone of her voice made it very clear that she meant I should take some pictures of her)



Mr. Masters: Very good. And the final step, after creation or submission of your portfolio, is to audition for each of the job requirements. Are you willing to perform all the sexual acts we've discussed in an audition for the job?

<hr pg="2" />Mary: yes sir



Mr. Masters: Very good. And do you have any objection to performing this audition as soon as possible?



Mary: No sir. Will you be bringing the camera? Or another member of your office to the audition? (What the heck was she asking me?)



Mr. Masters: I will be on hand for the audition and will assist you in creating your portfolio... as to another office member, I hadn't considered it but may bring one depending on office demands



Mr. Masters: would that present any issues for you?



Mary: only if it's a woman



Mr. Masters: but Miss Leichstolich, you indicated that you could perform with a woman if the circumstances demand it. While it's highly uncommon for us to use a woman on woman scenario for an audition, your reluctance makes me reconsider your commitment to the job



Mr. Masters: If it makes you feel any better, I currently have no plans for bringing another office member... but if I did I would expect that, in the spirit of the audition, you'd perform to the best of your abilities and the company expectations



Mary: yes sir



Mr. Masters: So, let's be clear:



Mr. Masters: On demand, you'll make yourself available for your audition; is that correct?



Mary: yes Mr. Masters



Mr. Masters: You will be required to wear something adequately sexy so that we can take all the required portfolio pictures. Do you have something appropriate?



Mary: yes Mr. Masters



Mr. Masters: very good



Mr. Masters: and you will finally be required to prove that you are indeed willing and capable of sexually gratifying a member of our office staff manually, orally, vaginally and anally... Do you have any problem with that?



Mary: no sir



Mr. Masters: very good. Then Miss Leichstolich it's my pleasure to tell you that you are currently the front runner for the SEXatary position we have available; I'll look forward to making you a formal job offer after receiving your portfolio and completing your audition sometime soon.



Mary: thank you for your time sir



At that, we concluded our skit to a round of loud applause and catcalls from our audience. With huge smiles on both our faces, we stood up and began to step aside when the host of the party stepped up, his wife &#x2013; the hostess &#x2013; right beside him. Out of the corner of my eye I could still see my wife snoring on the sofa. Grabbing Mary and I each by the arm, the host raised his voice to get the crowd's attention. "I think this was one of the best skits I've ever seen. What do you think?" More cheering and catcalls greeted us. When it began to quiet he continued. "And I think I speak for all of us when I say that I believe 'Miss Leichstolich' here should immediately audition for the job. What do you think?" More cheering and catcalls. I was looking at Mary who was looking at me. My cock was rock hard. Her nipples were the same. The look in her eyes told me how badly she wanted to fuck. I wanted her just as bad and my only concern was my wife waking up to find us at it. The host continued, "Then unless there are any objection I think they should continue the skit right here and now," he indicated the sofa, "for us all to enjoy watching." The crowd literally roared at that idea. I was impressed my wife was still asleep. She must have been REALLY drunk.



I looked at Mary with a raised eyebrow. She gave me a small nod. The host looked at us and asked, "What do you two think?"



Having verified Mary's willingness to give them the show I answered him in my Mr. Master's voice: "I think you're in the way of Miss Leichstolich performing her duties and you should step aside so we can get on with the audition." A round of applause went up and the host and hostess stepped back out of the way. The crowd formed kind of a semi-circle around the sofa we were in front of. How to begin?



Mr. Masters: Miss Leichstolich, I don't see any reason to put your audition off. Do you have any objection to performing it right now?



Mary: No, Sir. But what about the pictures for my portfolio?



Mr. Masters: We'll just have to get them at another time unless an office employee makes him or herself available to take some for us. In the meantime, I think it's best to start off testing your willingness and skills at head... (Mary smiled and dropped to her knees in front of me in front of that entire crowd. She didn't hesitate and didn't blink. Oh my gawd but she was hot)



Mary: Let me get your cock out for you, Mr. Masters.



Mr. Masters: Very good... (I trembled at the thought of my manhood being displayed for the party crowd. Too small? Too hard? Too anything? Mary unzipped my pants and managed to work my erect length out into the cool air. Her hands felt heavenly on my shaft as she continued to work until she had my balls hanging out as well. I could tell that they were full of cum and needed to be drained. She apparently had that goal in mind)



Mary: Why, Mr. Masters... this is a very nice cock and it's already offering me treats! (my cock was freely oozing precum which Mary promptly leaned forward and began to lick off. She licked up and down the full length of my cock several times before finally wrapping her mouth around the engorged head and sliding down to take it all)



Mr. Masters: Very good, Mary... suck it all in... (Mary popped my cock out of her mouth for a minute)



Mary: Mr. Masters... sir... if you don't mind, I'd find it helpful if you could put your hand on the back of my head and push as I suck? It helps me to get all of your delicious cock into my mouth and throat. (Several of the men moaned at this. My cock jumped. I put my hands on her head and pushed her head down as she opened her mouth back up and took my cock to the root)



No more words were said after that. Mary sucked my cock like an expert; like it was her favorite meal and one she hadn't had in forever; like it was her favorite desert and it was the last time she'd get it for awhile. When I got close to cumming I moaned out a warning but she never slowed down. Her mouth kept working my length as one of her hands massaged my balls &#x2013; as if trying to squeeze out the cum &#x2013; and the other stroked whatever wasn't in her mouth at any given moment. When I came, the first shot blasted from within me as my cockhead was resting between her lips, directly on her tongue. She began to moan and continued sucking / stroking as shot after shot of thick sticky cum launched into her mouth and throat.



When my orgasm had passed and she finally let my cock slip from between her lips, she looked up at me and then around at the crowd. It was then that I realized she was holding my entire load of cum in her mouth. I watched as she unbuttoned her blouse and unhooked the front of her bra &#x2013; not quite baring her breasts but allowing plenty of open skin &#x2013; and then my cock jumped again as she opened her lips and let my cum drool out, down her chin, and all over the center of her chest.



Almost immediately I heard other zippers being opened and a number of women in the crowd dropped to their knees or at least began stroking their exposed husband's dick. Our host and hostess were enjoying themselves as well. She was stroking his cock while he was stroking a couple of fingers in and out of her pussy.



It was time to continue the audition...



Mr. Masters: Miss Leichstolich, why don't you get undressed so we can complete the other segments of your audition?



Mary: Yes, sir. (She said this quite enthusiastically).



I was surprised &#x2013; even though she'd just blown me and had my cum all over her chest &#x2013; that Mary was so willing to undress without hesitation in front of this crowd of people. Then again, I realized, much of the "crowd" was getting involved in their own sex. A number of couples were pulling clothes off; blowjobs were being given all around us; numerous pussies were being fingered; many nipples were being sucked. A few single people were standing around looking like they didn't know where or how to join in, but I knew they'd figure it out. And, taking advantage of the moment, I identified a couple of single guys that I knew could help me out with Mary's "audition". Looking around at what was going on and watching Mary get undressed at the same time soon had my cock back at attention.



With Mary naked in front of me I threw all caution to the wind and stripped down myself. If my wife woke up at that point I figured she'd be several different shades of pissed off... but I wasn't sure if it was because I was playing or she wasn't getting to join in. When I was naked, I noticed that Mary was standing gloriously naked in front of me having stripped off everything but her high heels. Her body was truly exquisite and her pussy looked freshly shaved. My hard dick was pointing at her and bobbing with every beat of my heart. Some shiny spots on the shaft were places where her spit was still drying.



Mr. Masters: Miss Leichstolich, please turn away from me and bend over at the waist so I can examine your ass and pussy.



Mary: Yes, sir! (and turn she did. She kept her knees locked and bent at the waist to grab her ankles)



Kneeling behind her I had a perfect view of her sweet pussy and puckered back door. Leaning in close I inhaled the sexy scent of her cunt before sticking my tongue out to take a quick taste. I felt and saw her body jump as my tongue touched her slick inner lips, but I couldn't tolerate her pulling her body away &#x2013; even if it was unintentional. So, I put both hands on her hips and held her in place as I pushed my tongue into her cunt as far as I could reach. I heard the moan escape her throat and knew she needed fucked in a bad way.



Pulling my head back, I held her in place with my left hand and used my right hand to push two fingers into her wet sex. She was really flowing, slick and hot. After I had pumped my fingers into her a couple of times I used those fingers to spread her juices over her backdoor before sliding a finger in there as well. As I knelt there, holding her in place with my left hand and simultaneously fingering her pussy and ass with my right hand, listening to her constant moaning, I looked around the crowd and saw one of the single guys watching us while rubbing the bulge in his crotch. I caught his eye, winked at him and jerked my head to indicate that he should come join us. As I continued to finger Mary's holes, I put my Mr. Master's voice back on.



Mr. Masters: Miss Leichstolich, I need to test your ability to perform on demand for customers. So this gentleman is going to represent a potential client who's trying to decide on closing a big purchase and I need you to convince him that he should.



Mary only moaned and lifted her head to accept the cock that was being presented to her face. I sped up the fingering of her pussy and ass as the man now sliding his cock into her mouth put his hands on either side of her face and began to thrust his hips back and forth. Mary continued to moan &#x2013; but wasn't giving a blowjob. She was just holding her mouth open for him to fuck.



Standing up behind her I pulled my fingers out of her and put my cock into her cunt. Grabbing her ass cheeks I pulled them apart, opening her ass and pussy for my use. Pussy first... I put the head of my swollen cock in between her inner lips and pumped less than an inch back and forth. I was rewarded with Mary's attempts to get my length into her as she pushed her hips back against me. I denied her, watching the man fucking her mouth still and trying to time my entry. As he made a particularly deep thrust into her mouth &#x2013; I'm sure sliding his cock into her throat &#x2013; I shoved my cock into her depths. She was penetrated completely at each end, and with his length stuffing her throat she couldn't even move any air to moan about it.



Together he and I matched our rhythms to continue her fucking. Before long he was blasting his hot load into her mouth and I was impressed to see her sucking hard, keeping every drop and not letting any of it spill. When he had finished and pulled his cock away, she clamped her lips shut and I saw her swallow hard a couple of times. Almost at the same time I felt her pussy spasm around my length as her orgasm washed over her. "Oh, gawd, FUCK ME!" she yelled as her sex muscles milked my thrusting cock. It was then that I knew she was ours to use as we saw fit and I knew I was going to test every limit I could.



Continuing to thrust my cock into her but at a slightly slower pace, I looked around the crowd again. I saw a woman by herself, standing off to one side, watching Mary's performance. The woman's costume involved some kind of skirt looking bottom half and she had her hand up it obviously fingering her own pussy as she watched us. She was an attractive brunette with a thin kind of body &#x2013; but a flushed look on her face indicating her sexual high. Catching her eye, still fucking Mary slowly, I jerked my head at her and indicated a nearby bar stool that she should sit on. As she passed close to me to get to it I said, "Hike your skirt up and she'll eat you," to her. She nodded and started to situate herself on the stool, pulling her skirt up to her waist and spreading her thighs to reveal a neatly trimmed dark-haired pussy.



Pulling my cock out of Mary I heard her groan in disappointment and wonderment. What was I doing? There was more fucking to enjoy. She stood up and looked over her shoulder at me. Once again I used the setting to my advantage.



Mr. Masters: Miss Leichstolich, now I need you to demonstrate your willingness to please female customers as well. Attend to this lady," I said this nodding at the spread brunette on the barstool, "while I continue to fuck you."



I have to give Mary credit. She hesitated and made a face of obvious distaste. She had no desire to eat this woman's pussy... but she was also into the game and wasn't going to give me the satisfaction of backing her down. With two steps she was between the woman's spread thighs and once again bent at the waist. Her pussy and ass were both once again presented to me as she lowered her face toward the woman's crotch.



Looking across Mary's back I said to the woman, "Make sure she completely satisfies you or I'll not hire her." She nodded and put her hand on the back of Mary's head. As Mary stuck out her tongue for the first tentative lick, the woman forcefully pulled Mary's head into her pussy, the thrust resulting in Mary's tongue immediately being buried into the woman's swollen pussy lips.



As Mary tried to back away I pressed the head of my cock against her tight asshole. She didn't back up far as she found herself between two not-so-desirable experiences: her first ass-fuck (from what she'd told me) or eating a pussy. What I knew, and she would have to accept, was that she was going to do both.



The woman pulled Mary's face back into her pussy and I began to slide my pussy-juice-lubricated cock into Mary's tight backdoor. I had to push kind of hard at first, but once the head was in the rest was easy. Trying to hold Mary in place so that she could properly tend to the woman's satisfaction, I held Mary's hips and slowly slid my cock in and out of her nearly virginal ass.



Even though I had already cum once I knew that this would have me cumming again soon. To add to Mary's pleasure I reached a hand around underneath her and began to rub her clit as I fucked her sweet butt. Mary moaned her appreciation and increased the attention she was giving to the pussy in front of her. I could hear her sucking on it, licking it, and saw her arm move that led me to believe that she was fingering the woman as well.



Within just a few minutes the woman had cum hard, holding Mary's mouth against her pussy as she did so. Mary came at almost exactly the same time and I deposited my load deep into her now-fucked butt shortly thereafter.



People all around us were also cumming as I slid my wilting cock out of Mary's backdoor. The woman on the barstool had a happy glazed look on her face and Mary stood up, turning to look at me with a big smile on her face.



Mary: "So, Mr. Masters... do I get the job or not?"



All I could do was laugh. When I looked over at my wife, she was still sleeping in her drunkenness. As I started to say, "I think so," to Mary, the host of the party came over and said, "The decision hasn't been made yet, my dear. First we need to see how long you can be attentive to a variety of customers and office personnel."



Mary looked delighted as she was led by the hand over to the group of people the host and hostess were playing with. The hostess was on all fours with one man fucking her pussy and another in her mouth. Next to that there was a woman on her knees stroking one man as she sucked another. The hostess led Mary over and knelt her down next to that woman, within reach of the hostess... and I watched as Mary opened her mouth to another cock and put her hand down on the hostess' ass, there to start fingering the woman's backdoor.



I was amazed and still excited.  But my wife was still snoring and needed to be taken home &#x2013; and I'd already cum twice. I headed to the bathroom to clean up and then got dressed. The sex party was still raging as I woke my wife up just enough to get her help standing up and then mostly dragged / carried her out to the car.



At home, after I had put her to bed with all her clothes still on, I got comfortable in my favorite recliner and relived the night, slowly stroking myself to another orgasm as I thought about Mary eating pussy through her first bout of anal sex. Well, I thought to myself, my business could use another secretary... 

