"If you took this position? Tina, what I was and what you will be are quite different. I was strictly him. You will not be. He will be a primary for you, but not the only one. All I can help you with is what he was like."

"It's something ..."

"Okay. Mr. Woodburn is an aggressive lover. Think of it as fucking, not making love. Count on oral and pussy with him."

"Not anal, though."

"Tina, that's the thing about your position. The clients. Even if Mr. Woodburn didn't want anal, and he might with you, some clients probably will. The client aspect is the wild card here. My personal advice for you is to expect anything. If you take this, you should anticipate someone wanting almost anything."

Almost anything. What don't I even know about?

I decided to change and do some necessary shopping. I slipped out of the loose shorts I had been wearing and only then realized my panties were soaked through. I took them off and couldn't resist holding them up to my face. I had never noticed my panties so thoroughly soaking. My scent off the panties was intoxicating even to me. I had planned to wear leggings to shop, but decided on a simple dress. I might be buying some thigh-high stockings.

IT WAS only 8:50 AM but I was outside Mr. Woodburn's office. I paced around the area of his door but remained close by. At precisely 9:00 AM, I knocked on his door. Trudy looked up from her work and smiled at me as I heard Mr. Woodburn say come in.

I took a deep breath, turned the handle and stepped into the room. I walked deliberately past the sitting area and small conference table. As I approach, I decided on the proper location, between the two visitor chairs where I would be directly in front of him. As I took my position, I noticed him lean back into his chair, seeing it tilt back as he did.

His elbows were on the armrests and his fingers were steepled at his lips. His eyes were solidly on me. He didn't say a word. He only watched.
I had elected to wear one of my few dresses I felt might be close to executive appearance. It was a black sleeveless, sheath dress that went to a few inches above the knees.

I took a breath as my hands moved behind my neck to unclasp the catch, then unzippered it down the back. The dress sagged. I moved my hands to the shoulders and pulled the dress slightly forward and down until it would fall to my waist. I pushed it over my hips and legs. Holding the dress from the top, I stepped out of it and laid it over the back of one of the chairs next to me. This time I was wearing black lace bra and panties.

For some reason, even though I wouldn't be showing them for long, it seemed important that my underwear be sexy. By the approving look on his face, I was correct. I unclasped the bra and dropped it onto the chair and quickly pushed the bikini panties down my legs. They followed onto the chair. I now stood before him in sheer black thigh-high stocking and black three-inch heels, the tallest I owned.

He remained as he was still looking at me unabashedly from my face down my body and back up.

He smiled. "I am very pleased, Tina. I think we will make an extraordinary team."

"Thank you, Mr. Woodburn, Sir."

He chuckled, "Mr. Woodburn or Sir will be sufficient, Tina." He turned his chair to the side. "Now that you have agreed to the position, I think I need to find out what you can do and what you need to work on. First, sucking cock." I smiled nervously as I moved around his desk.

I looked up as I knelt in front of him, my breasts jiggling as my knees hit the floor. He noticed.
I reached for his belt, then the zipper. Opening his slacks, he raised his hips as I tugged them down. He wore blue boxer shorts. I placed my hand on the front of his shorts and flinched. I wouldn't have pretended to be an expert or overly experienced in cocks, but his was large and it wasn't hard yet. I replaced my hand over the front and squeezed his cock through the material. I looked up at him.

"Sir ..." He only smiled.

I took the waist of his shorts and tugged them, too. Again, he raised his hips so his shorts were with his slacks at his feet. I grasped one shoe and looked up, he nodded. After removing his shoes and socks, I pulled his slacks and shorts down and off. I moved between his knees and examined the cock in my fingers. Compared to any other cock I had experience with, this one was huge. I stroked the soft cock, bent my head forward and licked the length of it. I noticed his pubic hair was missing. I took the head between my lips, then into my mouth. I sucked and licked, twisting my head and mouth as I did. Soon, his cock was hard and I pulled back to examine it, again. I held it with one hand at the base and placed the other above it. The head was still showing and I bent down to suck on it more, dropping one hand down to massage his balls.

When he came in my mouth, the spurts nearly filled my mouth each time, requiring me to gulp with each spurt. I licked his cock clean, knelt back onto my heels to gazed up at his face.

"You are very large, Sir. I suppose you already know that", as I blushed at the silly comment.

Unconsciously, I licked my lips.

"Open your knees wider." I did as he required. "When in that position, I want to be able to enjoy the view of your pussy." I blushed but smiled.

"Do you deep-throat?"

"No, Sir." Then I thought about the response. "Sir, maybe I should say, not yet, Sir."

He smiled and stood up in front of me. His cock was right in front of me and it had softened very little. I leaned forward and kissed it. He put his hands down to me and assisted me to my feet.