The Job Interview - Part 3

Continuing from James arrival, Michelle puts him through his paces...feedback always welcomed. Good or bad!

For the first few days, James got on with his work around the house and started to enjoy it. Whenever he could James would take a peak down Michelle’s blouse at the abundant cleavage she displayed.

Michelle was a powerful woman. She owned the company she worked for and never relied on a man. Since divorcing in her early 30s, she had always gone it alone. Her business, a printing firm, was a great success, and having sold it for a premium before the recession was now reaping the rewards. It made her millionaire and then some. Whilst Michelle loved the high life, and the trappings, she was an expert at investing and was determined to keep herself in the manor she had now become accustomed with

She had got her way to the top by working her ass off. She used to command respect in the work place, still did in everyday life, and loved to have that control at home too. On the other hand, she too liked to be taken and fucked like a common whore sometimes. She had learned growing up that she could not attract the kind of man she needed and her ex-husband was testament to that. She vowed never to live a life like that again. She wanted a man to have him treat her like the queen she felt like she was. All the guys who fulfilled her sexual needs treated her like dirt when they were not in bed too. She didn't like this. Conversely, all the men who treated her nice, usually had small dicks and suffered from lack of confidence or lacked that spark. They treated her like a queen, but did not satisfy her in bed. She did however notice that these men always liked to eat pussy and usually let her take control. So she had spent her life struggling with these two aspects of her personality, trying to find a happy medium. She had taken a few of the "nice" boyfriends, but always seemed to end up cheating on them. They would find out and leave her. The other kind of man was only good for one thing, fucking her and going home in the morning. She needed a man who would worship her and allow her to go out and get the raw sex she yearned for.

On the Monday morning, after James had arrived, Michelle went to the dresser and opened her underwear drawer. She reached in and grabbed her dark purple bra and panties. She slipped them on. She grabbed some thigh high fish net stockings, slipped them on and moved to the closet. She reached in and grabbed one of her sexiest silk blouse and matching skirt that came just above her knees. She got dressed and admired herself in the mirror. She was very impressed with herself. And rightly so, she looked stunning.

The other thing Michelle had a love for, was Domination. She loved dominating both men and women, and a while back had a live in female sub called Sarah. Sarah eventually moved back to London but would visit Michelle on a frequent basis. Sarah too was very curvy and also extremely attractive and still worked for Michelle’s old firm; it was how they met. Sarah had visited on James first weekend and Michelle liked watching them flirt. But at the same time this sort of annoyed Michelle, not the fact that he and Sarah were flirting but more James attitude towards her. She felt he was a little too confident with her; that was Michelle’s not job and no one else’s!

James was currently doing the supermarket run, getting the week’s food and general shopping for the house. While he was out, Michelle had invited Sarah over for a coffee. As Sarah arrived, and with James due back shortly, she got Sarah to hide in a coat cupboard in the hallway, from where Sarah could see the lounge quite clearly. Sarah was keen to see how Michelle dealt with James, especially as this was going to be his first time with Michelle.

Michelle went to her personal bathroom and check to make sure she was ready. She unbuttoned one more button on her blouse to show off even more of her cleavage. She checked her makeup and returned to the lounge. A few minutes later she heard the key turn in the front door.

James struggled in with all the carrier bags and Michelle went to her door and looked out at James. "May I help you?" She asked

"Yes, please." He answered. He was a little embarrassed to be struggling but welcomed the assistance.

As she bent to pick up the first bag, she made sure to bend over a little more than she had to, to give him a good view down her top. James did exactly that. He was amazed how big they were. His cock stirred in his pants as he gazed at her ample cleavage. He even caught a little peak of her purple bra. This made him even harder. Ever since he had moved in he had been dreaming about what he would like to do with those mammoth jugs. Just then Michelle looked up and caught him in mid stare.

"Enjoying the view?" Michelle quipped, in a humorous manor.

James was startled. "Eh...um.....I" He didn't know what to say. " I am sorry, That was rude. Please forgive me" he stammered.

Michelle had him right where she wanted him. "That's ok, you like what you see?"

James didn't know how to answer. He just stared at her. He was mesmerised by her. She was his dream woman. She was mature, beautiful, full figured and oh my god, those tits. He just looked at her, and then lowered his head so he would not offend her anymore.

"Look at me. You like my tits don't you? You must, you were staring right at them for as long as I let you'" Her tone suddenly became more severe and James realised that she was now becoming cross with him.

James saw the opening he wanted. "Yes, they are magnificent" he said with confidence.

"You want to see them?" Michelle inquired

"I would love to." he returned. He thought he was dreaming. He couldn't believe this woman that he had been thinking about and ever since he moved in was going to show him her tits.

“Ok. Put the shopping away and come to the lounge”. James was very unsure. She was clearly up to something, but the offer of revealing her ample bosom was too much. He packed away as quickly as he could

Michelle stood in the lounge when she heard him enter. "Get naked!" She demanded

"Excuse me?" James couldn’t believe what she was asking. She asked on the first day of his arrival but hadn’t since.

"You heard me. If you want to see them, you will have to take your clothes off."

Not wishing to miss this opportunity, she might never ask again, plus this surely meant she was up for a shag; something she had previously suggested was off the cards.

James immediately removed all of his clothes and stood there covering his dick with his hands.

"Before I show you, I have a few questions. First of all, you probably don't know it, but Sarah and I are pretty close. We talk about everything. She told me you were pretty cocky with her the other night. Is this true?"

"I guess so." James replied and shrugged.

"You like being in charge?"

"Sure, I guess." he said

"Do you like to eat pussy James?"

"Yes, I love to" he said with a flush in his cheeks. He couldn’t believe the conversation he was having here! He hadn’t expected things to be turn so sexual – certainly not when he queued up in the Supermarket on a Monday morning!

"I have a theory. Would you like to hear it?"

"Sure" he said curiously.

"I think that all pussy worshipers want to be dominated. Are you a pussy worshiper James?"

"I don't know. What does that mean?"

"That means you love eating pussy above all else when it comes to sex. Do you love eating pussy most of all?" Michelle was now circling James. She was starting to unbutton her top.

"Yes I guess I do enjoy that a lot." He slowly replied.

James could not hide the erection he was getting. He couldn't believe she was actually taking her top off.

"Move your hands. I want to see your cock."

James moved his hand. Michelle almost chuckled. "As I said when you first arrived, that is not a cock. That is a penis. I can't use that, it’s no good to me. I would hardly feel that in my pussy. What a shame, I thought you might have had potential"

Even though she was degrading him, James seemed to get even more excited. His cock was getting extremely hard. Michelle removed her top and tossed it on the sofa. James was delirious. He just stared at her.

"Get on your knees." Michelle commanded

James complied immediately. He just continued to stare at her. Michelle moved over him and bent over so her tits were in his face. "You like big titties huh?"

James just nodded.

"Answer me!"

"Yes." He blurted out.

"Yes Ma'am!" She hissed

"Yes Ma'am." He said

"Would you like to lick them?"

"Yes Ma'am."

"What would you do to lick them?"

"Anything." He replied

"Anything?" She asked. As she asked this she backed up and unzipped her skirt and let it drop to the ground.

The sight of her matching purple panties and stockings caused James's dick to jump. Michelle moved her crotch up to James's face. All this was making her very wet.

James could smell her essence. He breathed in deep and enjoyed the pungent smell of her sex.

"Would you do anything to taste my pussy too?" she asked

"Yes ma'am." He answered

She rubbed her pussy through her panties to get them even wetter with her juices than they already were. She lowered them over her hips and down her legs. She turned them inside out and held them in front of James's face. "Lick my panties!"

James complied. They tasted heavenly. He lapped up her juices like it was the best thing he had ever tasted.

"How does my pussy taste?" She inquired

"Wonderful." He said

"I might let you eat my pussy. Would you like that?"

"Yes ma'am"

"First you must do something for me."

"Anything ma'am, just let me taste your juices directly from your pussy."

Michelle turned around, bent over slightly and planted James's face between her ass cheeks. "Lick my feet!"

James couldn't believe it, but he wanted nothing more than to please this woman. He started kissing her feet like a man possessed. His cock was painfully hard. All this humiliation was really turning him on.

Michelle was enjoying every minute of this. The power and the licking were making her pussy drip with her juices. She reached down and started fingering her clit.

In the coat cupboard Sarah had witnessed it all. She couldn't believe Mistress had turned James into a feet licking slave in like 15 minutes but was loving what she saw. She knew James belonged to Mistress now and taken her place.

James just continued to kiss Michelle's feet. Michelle was feverishly stroking her clit. Her orgasm was building and she took her other hand and plunged two fingers into her sloppy pussy. As James continued worshipping her feet, Michelle came a wonderful orgasm. James never stopped.

Michelle walked away from James and sat on the edge of the sofa. "I want you to clean my pussy. Get over here and lick up all these juices”. James appreciatively did as she asked. He considered it an honour to do so. He lapped up all of Michelle's cum.

After he had finished Michelle stood up put on her skirt without her panties and put on her blouse. She had her man. She couldn't believe he had been so eager to please. She knew he would worship her and her pussy for as long as she wanted. She knew he would let her get fucked by men with bigger cocks than his. She looked at James and spoke, "You belong to me now my little pussy eating slut. Do you have a problem with that?"

"No ma'am."

"I will take care of you as long as you obey everything I tell you. Do you want me to take care of you?"

"Yes." James couldn't believe how much he meant that yes. He had this overwhelming desire to do anything that pleased Michelle. He knew he had had desires to be dominated, he just never knew how deep they ran inside him.

“Good. From now on you will call me Mistress Michelle. I’ve things I need to do today, and will be eating out so I want you back here at 7pm. Do you hear? And don’t forget, you can leave anytime you like. But I don’t think you will.”

"Yes Mistress Michelle 7pm."

He grabbed his clothes, put them on and walked out of the lounge to the kitchen. Michelle popped into the hallway to see if Sarah was ok. She gave Sarah a long kiss and together they left for the day!.

To be continued…