The Secretary Interviews (kkatamina & BrookeAB) (Patreon Exclusive)

I wasn't sure if I would have time to write another story this month, so I decided to turn this into a full two-in-one! Enjoy!

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Ah. Finally. The secretary interviews.

You pick up their two files and lay them before you.

I really need a competent secretary. My last one... jeez, I don't even want to think about it. 

But these two have passed all the previous interview stages, so they should be good enough. Now all that's left is to speak face-to-face and choose one...

...

"Hello!" A pleasant voice calls out. You look up, recognizing the face attached to the first profile. She was wearing a skinny blank pantsuit that hung onto her curves, and her light blonde hair framed her attractive brown eyes.

"Brooke, right?" You ask. 

"Yup! It's a pleasure to meet you!" She flashes a brilliant smile.

Wow. She's very easy on the eyes. I wouldn't mind having her around here...

"How are you!" You ask, pulling out her resume and reading it over as she takes a seat.

"I'm doing well! And you?" She politely responds.

"I'm fine, just.. a little tired. Not having a secretary here for the past few weeks has been hard..." You admit, flipping through the rest of her folder.

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that! Well, I could definitely relieve some of your tension... however you want me to," she mutters.

You notice an evident lack of experience on her resume, and you silently flip back through the papers to double-check that you didn't miss anything.

"Wait, what?" You ask, still mostly distracted by her profile.

"I said I could help you with some of that stress! You know, taking some extra work when you get busy..." She smiles sweetly.

"Oh, I see. That would be amazing, really. But, uh..." You hesitate. "Your profile doesn't seem very..."

"...very what? Oh, you don't think I'm qualified enough?" She asks, sitting back.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm sure you know how to handle the job if you made it all the way to the final round of interviews..." You reason, setting down her profile.

"Oh, I certainly do. I know how to handle really big loads..."

"Great! Then do you mind if I ask you a few questions?"

She twirls one finger around her hair as she watches you, and you find yourself getting lost in her deep, hued eyes. She bites her lip as she nods, and you find it even harder to look away.

"So, um... What makes you want to work here?" You ask, clearing your throat.

 "Well, I really love the company culture and all the values you share here," she starts.

Riiight.

"And I think I could really get the chance to make some good connections here. As your secretary, I promise I would do my best to... please you in any way I can."

"Uh... Y-you mean... to be a diligent worker?" You ask.

"Sure," she shrugs. "But... I could be more than that if you want me to be..."

"Brooke... I-"

"Shh," she interrupts you.

She stands up, letting her wavy blonde hair fall behind her as she walks to the door. Her hips sway as she walks, and you only look away as she locks the door and turns back to face you.

She walks toward you, stripping off her black top and revealing the low-cut white fabric beneath. She hangs the top off of her chair and remains standing.

"Can I ask you a few questions?" She asks, stretching her arms out and leaning over your desk.

"Wha-? Um... I wasn't really done asking you yet."

"Do you have a wife?" She asks anyway, cocking her head to the side.

"...yes."

"Happily married?"

"Mmhmm."

She squints. "I don't think so."

"What!"

"Don't lie, I can see it. When was the last time you fucked her, hmm? And I don't mean pity sex..." She moves over to your side of the desk, leaning over and placing her hands on your armrests.

"I mean a real fucking pounding," she whispers, making your skin tingle.

Her hand lifts up and gently drags down your chest as her passionate eyes stare you down, and you feel a flame that had been ignited for too long become alive again as you stared at this young, beautiful woman.

"Never..." you grunt out.

She smiles. "See? I know exactly what you're missing... and I want to give it all to you..."

Before you can reply, she starts unbuckling your pants, and you groan as she pulls them down, revealing your stiff cock to the cool air.

She grips it in her hand and begins slowly stroking, applying just the right amount of pressure. She inhales deeply as she takes in your scent, and the lustful look that grows on her face made you want to ravish her right there and then.

"God... you're so full down there, aren't you?" She asks, massaging your balls. "I can't wait to get all of this out of you..."

"Oh, fuck..." You groan as she begins stroking you faster, now using both hands. 

She takes your head into her mouth and gives it a slight kiss, making you twitch.

She slides more of it in, and you throw your head back and sigh as you feel her tongue begin to flick your tip. 

She pulls out and descends again, only letting the tip enter her warm cavern as you start to crave more. 

"Want me to go deeper?" She asks, continuing to stroke you as her cheeks turn red.

You nod.

"Then you have to push me down," she says.

You hesitantly put your hand on the back of her head, knowing it was wrong to be doing all of this, but unable to resist any longer.

You push her down, watching as her mouth sucks in more of your cock than your wife had ever fit.

You pull her out, letting her take a breath before pushing her back down again.

Her hands grip your thighs as she takes in even more of your cock, and you nearly spasm as you feel your tip hit the back of her throat.

She brushes back her hair and continues deepthroating you, slowly and sensually licking and swirling her tongue along your shaft while she juts her neck out to keep you deep inside her.

You continue pushing and pulling her by her hair, feeling an intense pleasure overtake you as her unmatched skills make you feel nearly delirious.

"Mmm..." She hums, sending pleasant vibrations coursing through your body.

"Shit... how are you so good..." You groan out, involuntarily bucking your hips into her throat as she licks your base, grazing your balls with her tongue. 

She pulls away for another breath before diving in again, barely giving you any respite before she puts your cock into her air-tight suction.

You throw your head back as you intertwine your fingers with her hair to control her pace. She tilts her head up and looks you in the eyes, revealing how excited and passionate she was about what she was doing.

"Wouldn't you like seeing this every day...?" She says after pulling away again, stroking your saliva-coated cock.

You nod unthinkingly, knowing it was true.

"My pretty face... all for you. I'll get on my knees every day, whenever you want. I'll suck you off in your business meetings too," she says, making you fantasize about what could come of this.

She swirls her tongue around your tip again, feeling your sensitive spot before licking down the base and taking it all down her practiced mouth again.

The glick sounds that emit from her throat as she pumps her head faster and faster are undeniably sexy, and you feel yourself getting close.

"Brooke... I'm gonna..."

Shit, I've never cum even close to this fast with my wife...

She devotedly continues, loving every second of it as she worships your cock. You close your eyes, letting the euphoria overtake you as your loins begin to flare.

You thrust your hips up into her mouth a few final times before you can't hold back any longer. You groan loudly as you bust, shooting your seed far down the back of her throat. Your cock swells as you release your pent-up stress, and she feels it widen within her.

Her hands gently pump you while she keeps you firmly in her mouth, and once you slowly relax back down again, she licks your cock clean.

She pulls away, swallowing what was left of your seed with a satisfied face.

"I knew you had a massive load in you. Poor thing..."

You watch as she stands up and brushes herself off.

"But don't worry. You'll never have that problem again."

You continue panting from the exertion, barely noticing as she partially unbuttons her top.

"But now... do you wanna fuck me?"

Despite everything your cock had just been through, it quickly stands to attention again as she hooks her finger into her pants.

"You want a taste of this, hm?"

You nod, imagining how she would feel.

"Well, you'll have to hire me," she says, rebuttoning her top. "Then... you get everything you want. Everything."

...

"Hello?" A faint voice calls out.

"Hello? Are you... Miyoung?" You ask, reading the second name off the file. You shudder as your eyes scan over Brooke's picture on the other file, remembering the events that had transpired a few days prior.

"Yes!" The voice says as she reveals herself, stepping into the room with a careful gait. She pushes up her wire-rimmed glasses and clears her throat.

She clutches her purse to her chest as she walks toward you, and you can tell she was nervous.

But you barely paid attention to that, as your eyes were far more drawn to her gorgeously well-set features, including her sharp, attentive eyes, pencil skirt, and innocently attractive figure.

She slowly sits down, and only once she gives you an uncertain glance do you rip your gaze away from her and back down to your profile.

Jesus, where do these girls come from? At first, I was sure Brooke would become my secretary, but seeing Miyoung... it's a toss-up now.

"Hello, Miyoung," you nod.

"Hello! It's nice to finally meet you," she says. "I'm really honored to be interviewed by such a prestigious person," she innocently says, making you chuckle.

"Aw, come on, I'm not all that," you say.

You look through her profile, quickly becoming impressed by the positions and work she had done. 

"You have an impressive resume," you say, tapping your fingers.

"Thank you, Sir," she beams, sitting up taller. "I've worked hard for it all."

She's clearly the better candidate for the job. Brooke probably only got to the final interview stage because she sucked off a few recruiters, after all. But... she's quite sexy, while Miyoung is... 

A sudden thought strikes you that causes your eyes to snap up to Miyoung, and you quickly formulate a plan.

"Miyoung... As I'm sure you were informed, there's one other candidate currently interested in the same position you're applying for."

She nods affirmatively.

"And... if I'm being honest, she has a little more experience than you..."

She furrows her brows in confusion at your words.

"Wha-! How? But she's..." She immediately shuts herself up, trying to stay professional. "Ok, I understand. Well, I'll show you that I can do the job better than anyone else. Can you start with the questions?"

You nod, and you flip open your clipboard of interview questions for the first time.

You read her some of the questions, and she answers each one immediately and accurately, speaking with a fluent, practiced tone.

...

"Wow, Miyoung," you say, setting down your book. "You're... remarkable."

She grins again, and a confident smile comes to her face. "Thank-"

"But not enough."

"WHAT?!?" She blurts out.

"Miyoung, as of now... our other candidate tops you for this position," you say, egging her on.

She presses her lips into a thin line, and you can see the emotion rising within her.

"Sorry, Miyoung, I-"

"STOP IT! I know that blonde bitch sucked you off!" She yells, standing up and slamming her hands down on the desk.

"Woah, woah!" You put your hands up, beckoning for her to calm down.

Her eyes widen as she realized what she had just done, and she slowly sits down again after straightening her skirt.

"I... I know she did. She's useless! She couldn't be a secretary a day in her life. I'm the one who's trained for years for this role!" She says in a slightly calmer voice.

"I get what you're saying, Miyoung, I do. But, as you probably know, she has... other skills that you might not be so well-acquainted with..."

She gulps nervously. 

"Y-you can't be serious. You'd choose her... over me?"

"I'm not saying that. I'm giving you a chance to prove you're better than her... in every way. After all, stress relief is an important part of your job, and I need someone who knows how to... take my load," you say, reusing Brooke's innuendo.

"...I could have you arrested for this," she says, resisting.

"Or I could double your salary. How's that sound?"

Her eyes widen.

"D-double?"

"Yup. As long as you... completely fulfill your role."

Your tone makes it clear to her what you mean, and rather than seeing her back off like you expected, a determination fills her eyes, and pulls a hairband out of her bag, then reaches up and ties her hair back into a ponytail.

She stands up, and your hormones flare as you see her walk to your side of the desk. She gets down on her knees, grunting as the hard floor presses into them. 

She silently and awkwardly unzips your pants while nervously glancing up at you, with none of the seductiveness Brooke had shown.

"Oh!" She gasps as your cock pops up, excited by the prospect of another killer blowjob.

"Well, don't just stare at it," you say after a few seconds, as she eyes your hard shaft.

"Sorry, sorry..." She mumbles as she puts her hand on it, feeling the warmth on her fingertips as she slowly strokes you up and down, entranced by it's movement.

"You look like you've never seen a cock before," you joke at her behavior.

She quickly looks up at you in alarm, but quickly masks it once more.

"Wait... you've seen a cock before... right?" You ask.

"...uh huh! Of course! I've... touched many..."

She quickly lowers her lips around you, taking the head into her mouth before pulling out again. She gulps, seemingly taken aback by the taste, but soon goes back down, taking in the tip while letting her tongue rest at the bottom of her mouth. She stays like that for a minute longer, not fitting anything more into her mouth.

"Use your tongue, Miyoung," you demand, getting impatient with her lack of technique.

She obliges, sending a slight shiver of pleasure down you before it quickly settles into the same routine feeling of her loosely taking you halfway into her mouth.

"You know what, I think we're done here..." You say, pulling away.

"Wha-! But you didn't-"

"Yeah, and I wasn't getting close," you admit, making her turn red with embarrassment.

"Sorry..."

"Listen, Miyoung, it's ok. Maybe... you're not meant for the job."

"No! I can do this!"

"Based on what you... Oh my."

You watch as she strips off her top, tugging it out of her skirt and yanking it off of her head. She pulls down her skirt, revealing her bra and panties underneath.

She covers her face, embarrassed at the look you were giving her.

"Miyoung..." You say as you step toward her, holding her by the shoulders and slowly running your hands down to her bare waist.

"I really want this job," she mutters.

"How badly?" You whisper in her ear.

"Really badly."

You reach around and tug on her bra, making her inhale sharply. But she lets you unclasp it, and as it falls to the ground, you take her breast in your hand and rub the soft mound around.

Your other hand hooks her panties, and you pull them down, revealing her untapped flower.

"Come lay on the desk, Miyoung," you say, guiding the naked girl to your desk.

You brush aside the papers and folders, and she lays down on her back, spreading her legs as you pull down your pants again.

You align yourself with her entrance, feeling more resistance than you were used to even as you barely push in the head.

She yelps and clasps her hand over her mouth.

"Sir... I'm a virgin," she finally admits. "Go slow, please."

Despite her lack of experience, her inner tightness excites you, and you feel a rush of testosterone come over you as you eye up her naked body laying in front of you.

"Don't worry. I'll teach you exactly how to be a perfect secretary."

She nods, clearly getting aroused as you grip both of her legs.

You push in further, slowly letting her adjust to your size over the next few minutes.

"Fuck, you're tight..." You moan out, greatly enjoying the feeling of breaking her virginity.

"You're... really big..." She squeals out.

You finally bottom out inside her, grateful that there wasn't any bleeding occurring.

You pull out and push in again, making her enter another round of groans as your girth stretches her out.

She starts to pant, and her legs wrap around your waist.

"Go," she says, nodding.

You begin thrusting, feeling her loosen up just enough for you to slide smoothly while still keeping a tight grip on you. Her breathing becomes erratic, and as you increase your pace, she grips you tightly while you plow her into your desk.

Her face contorts into a cute, horny expression as you fill her up with your shaft, and it turns you on even more to know that this "professional" young woman was willingly being defiled in an office.

"God... I could get used to this," you groan out. "Taking you over my desk like this... every single day... I'd never let you out of my sight."

Her words stoke her flame even more, and she starts responding to your thrusts, pulling and pushing to try to match the movement of your hips. 

"Yes... there!" She yells as you graze her g-spot, sending her body into a momentary quiver. You smile as you realize what you had found, and you relentlessly attack it, thrusting up into her and holding nothing back. 

You lean over to take her breast into your mouth, and she clutches you into her chest as you squeeze her slim thighs and pump within her.

Her squeals nearly turn to scream as you go all out on her, making her brain sizzle with delight and overriding the pain of the first-time sensation.

The desk begins shaking underneath you, but you don't care, as you only have one goal on your mind, and it was quickly getting closer.

Her entire body holds you tightly, as you feel her clench down on your cock, and she throws her head back as you rub her clit, stimulating her to an addicting degree.

She silently squeezes her fingers and toes as she cums, tightening her walls even further around you.

"Do you want me to cum, Miyoung?" You ask as you clutch her side.

She nods between gasps, and as you swell inside her, her legs lock you in.

She yelps as she feels your release shooting out inside her, and she clenches her body at the unfamiliar, warm sensation.

Your lips crash onto hers, and you kiss her for a few seconds as you ride out your high while she recovers from hers.

"Holy fuck..." You say, pulling away from her lips. "Wait, you're... not on the pill, are you?" You ask.

"Don't worry. I'll get a Plan B."

You lean over and kiss her again, letting her soft lips caress you while you remain fully buried inside of her.

"So... does this mean I get the job?" She asks as you pull away, eyeing her sheening body.

"Hmm... I'll consider it."