Chapter 2: MAKE ME CUM, NOW

NORA’S POV

One thing I learnt about men is that a woman would always cause their weakness.

I know I fucked up by being late for this interview but one thing I’m not scared of is at least using my two bosoms to make a man do what I want.

Oh well, at least a man who’s easy to seduce. I really need this job. I can’t be indoors all day doing nothing while Jake goes out in the morning and disappears till nighg doing God knows what.

This is why I took it upon myself to carry my lazy ass outside and hustle like the rest of the world.

Hmm, who knows… I might be a boss lady in the future.

*****

“Your name please” the sectarian said.

I was on my phone behind two couples who kept saying weird Muahh stuff. I felt like using my heels and slapping one of them from behind. Like yuck, carry your fake relationship elsewhere.

“Ma’am?” She called out again.

“Huh?” I looked up at her. “Oh.. oh shit, sorry.” I giggled but she rolled her eyes at me without any form of professionalism.

Oh, she’s a bitch I see….. Noted.

“Norah Black.”

“Black?”

“You heard me loud and clear. Norah Black” I folded my arms to match the mood on my face. Two, can play this game girl.

“Are you sure you really came for an interview?” She asked by tilting her glasses to scan my body from my cleavage to my legs.”

“Why did you ask?”

“Cause you look like a hoe.” Instantly, I felt a rush of rage flow right through me.

“A HOE??”

“Fucking hell?? Is this how you talk to your customers??” I yelled back but this time around, there was a crowd of office workers gathering around us.

“What’s going on here?” A loud voice roared and instantly.. heads started bowing down as a sign of respect. I didn’t wait to see who that is cause frankly, I was already irritated.

Norah, forget this witch. Just focus on the interview. Just focus on the interview dear. Just focus on that… nothing more. This bitch ain’t shit.

I took my leave and headed for the elevator. Once I entered, I pulled out my phone from my purse and dialed my friend’s number to know what the update from her own side.

Gosh, I really pray she’s not having a bad time with her a unlike me.

It rang thrice but no response so I sent her a voicemail.

“You slut.. what’s the update? Any issue? Let me know when you’re done.” I threw my phone into my big black bag.

The elevator opened and the moment I stepped out… I saw a huge crowd. “Holy Shit.”

So many people dressed in suits and all. Holding files, just waiting for their turn to reach for the interview.

“Damn.” I saw a seat between a guy and a girl. Then proceeded to sit between them both.

“Hi, is this seat taken?” I asked politely.

There was no verbal response, they nodded at least. Oh well… I sat my big ass down and waited patiently for my turn.

“Miss Black?” A voice called for me.

“Yes?” I looked up in an instant, getting ready to get up.

“You’re late.”

****

“So Ms Norah, tell us about yourself.” The old lady said.

I was in the middle of the boarding room or so I thought. Surrounded by workers of many calibers.

Before me was a hot handsome man that looked like he was in his late 40’s. He had broad shoulders, muscular arms, and a nice teddy bear mustache.

From the looks of things, it seems he’s the head of the company. The respect he got since I arrived has been a lot. Oh well, they’re probably just ass-kissing anyway.

We kept giving each other stares. It felt like my body was calling for his and vice versa. My boobs were exposed a bit, one bigger than the other.

I purposely moved back and forth so that they could bounce in the air.

My legs were together but for no reason I found myself running them together stylishly so no one would figure out how horny I am.

I can’t believe I'm actually doing this right now. Being horny in the middle of my interview.

“So, Ms Norah, your CV shows you have no experience in this..

“Everyone.” His voice commanded.

There was a huge silence after he spoke.

His eyes were heavily fixated on me. I could sense it, the others could sense it. It felt like destiny brought us together to do just one thing and one thing alone.

FUCK.

“Please excuse me and the interviewee. I’ll handle her myself. He said with a readable smirk.

Hmm, what could he mean by that? Does it mean he wants to be inside me as well?

Chairs moved backwards and everyone seated stood up and left while carrying their belongings.

It was just me and him stuck inside the boardroom. No noise, no stares. Literally two horny bastards waiting to devour one another without hesitation.

He got up from his chair and walked all the way from where he sat to where I am sitting.

Hmm, this should be interesting. I thought to myself.

He sat on the side of the table and remained quiet.

“Undress.” He commanded.

“What?” I was bewildered by such a statement.

“Excuse me?” My voice came out shaky, but my pussy clenched hard, fresh wetness soaking the red lace.

He didn’t repeat himself. He just leaned back against the table, arms crossed, waiting.

My hands moved on their own. I unbuttoned my blouse slowly, letting it fall open. My heavy tits spilled out, nipples still hard from Mia’s mouth earlier. He watched every movement.

“Everything.”

I stood up, unzipped my skirt, and pushed it down my thighs along with my soaked panties. They stuck to my pussy for a second before dropping to my ankles.

I was completely naked in the boardroom, juices dripping down my inner thighs.

He stepped forward, grabbed my tit roughly, and squeezed. “Good girl. Bend over the table.”

My heavy tits pressed against the cold surface. He kicked my heels wider apart.

“Arch that back and push that ass up higher.”

I did as he said, pushing my ass out, presenting my hot pussy to him. The position made me feel so exposed. I felt the air down there and it made me shivered.

He took his time now. His rough hands ran over my ass cheeks, squeezing them, spreading them apart so he could look at both my holes. One thick finger traced from my pum pum all the way up, collecting every part of me, then circled my tight asshole teasingly.

“So fucking sloppy already,” he murmured.

I loved how he made me feel. Despite this moment, my mind trailed back to Jake’s step-father. Oh how badly I need his long cock inside me.

Seeing him from those pictures Jake showed me a while ago. I never stopped thinking about him. I know one day, I’ll get fucked by him.

I might as well just focus on the present now. Or at least.. pretend it’s Jake’s step-father fucking me.

I heard his belt, then his zipper. The weight of his cock rested against my ass. He rubbed the fat, veiny head up and down my pussy slowly, coating every inch of himself, bumping my clit with every pass. I whimpered, pushing back, desperate for him to fill me.

Finally, he gripped my hips tight and pushed forward.

The head stretched my entrance open, then he sank in deeper… inch by thick inch. My mouth fell open in a long moan as he filled me completely.

“Fuuuuck…” The burn was intense, delicious. His cock felt even bigger in this position, pressing against new spots deep inside me.

He stayed buried inside me for a moment, letting me adjust, then started moving but by bit.

It was slow, powerful backshots. Pulling almost all the way out, then sliding back in deep, his hips meeting my ass with a heavy slap.

The rhythm built gradually in the most nastiest way possible. Every thrust made my ass ripple.

The wet sound of my cunt swallowing his cock echoed in the quiet boardroom. Wetness covered his shaft and balls, leaking down my thighs with every stroke.

He slapped my right ass cheek hard. The sting made me clench around him.

“Gosh, you’re so sweet. I love your pussy?” he growled, still fucking me with those deep thrusts.

I moaned instead of answering, lost in the feeling of him dragging along my walls.

He came with another hard slap..then a third one. My mind was on fire…fhe feeling ignited something deep inside me.

“I said, who the fuck will suck this pussy?”

“You will!” I gasped. “Big Daddy will suck this pussy… fuck!”

That’s when he lost control. His pace turned brutal. He gripped my hips harder and started pounding me with backshots.

The sound of skin colliding grew louder. His heavy balls slapped against my swollen pum pum repeatedly.

My tits slid back and forth on the table with every thrust. Sweat started dripping down my back.

I could hear how wet I was, the obscene squelching every time he buried himself balls-deep.

He leaned over me, one hand wrapping around my throat from behind, squeezing just enough to make my head feel light. His other hand reached under and rubbed my clit in rough circles.

“Take this dick like a good little slut,” he groaned in my ear, never slowing down. His cock hammered into me relentlessly, hitting so deep I felt it in my stomach.

My legs started shaking. The pressure built fast and overwhelming.

“I’m…I’m gonna cum…” I whimpered.

“Cum on my cock then you slut. Soak it.”

My orgasm crashed through me hard. My pussy clamped down around him pulsing violently. I squirted all over him, my clear juices spraying down my thighs and onto the floor.

I moaned so fucking loud that even the demons from the very out of hell could hear me now, my whole body jerking as he kept fucking me through it.

He didn’t stop. He kept those hard backshots going, using my spasming pussy, growling behind me. The overstimulation made me shake even more.

Gosh, I fucking love this man. He sure knows how to handle a good cunt when he sees one.

We stayed locked like that for a while, both breathing hard, his penis still twitching inside me.

He pulled out slowly, watching his cum drip from myself.

“You’re hired,” he said.

A smile escaped my lips. “Fuck yeah.”

“Oh and come to my house tomorrow to pick up a file.” He paused then spun around to look at me.

“Don’t wear any panties. The address would be communicated to you shortly.”