How I Got A Good Job

  It was early 2000's and I was short on cash, just really needing a decent job that paid more than minimum wage. I had been on many interviews, but no one wanted to hire me, for whatever reason. I submitted my resume for a paralegal position. I have zero legal skills to speak of. But, I got an interview for the position.

  I'm nervous as hell, but my bff helped me out, and said that I should wear something different than in my previous interviews. We went through my closet and selected a mid-thigh length black skirt, a deep v-cut white blouse, a black blazer, lacy undergarments to match, and 3" black heels.

  I greeted the secretary and was shown to a small-ish room, just outside the interviewer's office. The door opened and a lady walks out, looking flustered, and I immediately think that's not a good sign for me. A deep voice then says, "Next", and I took a deep breath and walked in, closing the door behind me. 

  When I turn around, I see this gorgeous older black man, in suit and tie, sitting on the other side of the desk. We greet each other and the interview begins. During which I'm super fixated on him and his questions but I'm also fidgeting and moving around in my chair a lot, not realizing my skirt has ridden up a little.

  He stands up and looks out the window while I answer a long winded question that I am clearly bullshitting my way through. He turns to me and says:

  "Okay, that's enough. You clearly have no experience in this area. Is there any reason why you should get this position?"

  I look at him, and without thinking say, "I'm good in any position and always get the job done."

  He walks over to me, sits on the edge of his desk and says, "Well, you could show me one of those positions, right now."

  For a second, I'm rattled, but realize, I would enjoy it as much as he would. So, I stand up and let my blazer fall to the floor. I get on my knees and look up at him and say, "This is one of the positions I'm really good at sir."

  He looks down at me, smiling, and takes a step towards me. His crotch just inches away.

  "Well, this is definitely a position that needs to be filled," he says as his hands deftly remove his belt, his pants falling right after.

  I could clearly see his cock twitch through his white boxers. I quickly remove my blouse and look up at him as I lower his boxers. His big black cock, my first of many, making a lasting impression. 

  I slowly stroke him while kissing and licking his shaft and balls. His hands grip my curly hair and he guides my lips to the tip of his cock. I eagerly open my mouth and he slowly forces me to deepthroat him. He released his grip and I start sucking him as he slips the straps of my bra off my shoulders. I undo the clasp and let it fall to the floor, his hands eagerly groping me. 

  He whispers, "I'm gonna cum", to which I respond by deepthroating him quickly, while looking up at him. 

  I feel his cock pulse and the cum hits my tongue and back of my throat, as I eagerly swallow every ounce. I slowly pull myself off his cock and sit back into the chair I was in, as he clothes himself.

  He sits back in his chair as I slowly also get dressed, and he says, "I definitely need that position filled, and look forward to the other positions you're capable of. You're hired."

  "Thank you sir. I look forward to filling every possible position."

 And that's how I got my first non-minimum wage job!!