195 What Made You Apply For This Job?

"You do seem well qualified," he noted, finally, earning a giggle from her. "What made you apply for this job, Ms. Martin?"

"Oh that was simple, Mr. Willow. They showed me a picture of you with the job description," she winked, before pressing her lips tantalizingly close to his ear, and whispering, "I knew I had to have you then."

Stephen's cock could have cut steel at that point. He received goosebumps just from her sexy words, a little shiver now going down his back. He wasn't sure just how much longer he could keep up the roleplay before his primal nature had to take over.

Thankfully, Grace seemed to be in a similar predicament. With another deliciously arousing whisper, she said, "May I demonstrate my aptitude for the position, boss?"

"Of course," Stephen agreed.

Very slowly, Grace slid off of his lap, assuming a position on her knees in front of him. From this angle, he could see all but her nipples from her cleavage, so exposed was she from her blouse.

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"I hope you don't mind, sir, but I could feel you poking me. I'm so turned on right now. May I... see it?" She asked.

"Be my guest, Ms. Martin," replied Stephen.

Grace grinned wickedly, and in a smooth blur, her hands were making quick work of his slacks. She had pulled them down slightly, before undoing his fly and fishing out his already throbbing erect member.

"Oh my goodness, Mr. Willow!" She exclaimed, once she got it out. "You are so hard for me! Look at how thick your cock is. I absolutely love it!" She gripped him in both hands, subtly masturbating his unit in her deft hands.

"Oops, let me do one thing first," she added, before taking some saliva in her hand, and then massaging it into the tip. She worked her hand up and down several times, until his cock was coated in her juices. "Much better," she giggled.

Stephen could only groan at the sight of her doing what she did best. Grace always treated their sex akin to a religious experience. His body was her church. His words were her scripture. His cock was her savior. Her eyes remained laser focused on his member, expertly jerking him in long, smooth motions.