Introduction
As the author, I’ve discovered a fascinating phenomenon. Despite being a man, my favorite stories are often from a woman’s point of view. This realization inspired me to step out of my comfort zone and experiment with writing from a woman’s perspective, and the result this was one of my most favorite works to create. The process was also influenced by the innovative use of AI, which helped me expand on key scenes and add layers of depth to the narrative, breathing life into the characters and their experiences. Feedback and comments welcome as I hope to continue to improve my writing style.
Story
The Xerox machine whirred and clicked, spitting out another stack of memos as the scent of hot toner filled the room as Madonna played quietly from the receptionist’s desk. Kenna adjusted the shoulder pads of her blazer in the waiting room of Saxon and Associates, a renowned marketing firm with a reputation for excellence. Her marketing degree was finally complete, and she was eager to land a paid internship that would catapult her career to new heights. Although her academic record was less than stellar, Kenna had always relied on her striking beauty to open doors. She was fit and slim from years of jogging and had long wavy blond hair, that complimented her hazel eyes. Sometimes she wished her breasts were bigger, but she made sure her outfits accentuated her body. She had carefully curated her outfit to make a lasting impression: a low-cut blouse paired with a tailored cream blazer that hinted at her curves, and a matching short skirt that showcased her toned legs and black high heels to accent her legs.
“Kenna”, the receptionist called out, “Justin will see you now.” Kenna stood up, smoothed out her skirt, and walked into the interview room with confidence.
“Hi, I’m Justin. I’m the hiring manager here at Saxon and Associates,” he said, waving his hand at the chair. “Please, sit down.”
The initial questions were straightforward, focusing on her goals and educational background. As she leaned in to respond, Kenna couldn’t help but notice the glass desk that offered Justin an unobstructed view of her skirt and legs.
With each subtle adjustment of her seat, Kenna deliberately hiked up her skirt, catching Justin’s gaze as it wandered down. She didn’t mind, in fact, she welcomed the attention, knowing it could work in her favor. The interview continued for about half an hour, during which time Kenna made sure to uncross and cross her legs frequently, giving Justin fleeting glimpses of her frilly panties.
As the conversation drew to a close, Justin leaned forward and said, “Listen, Kenna, I think you have potential. However, I must warn you that this position demands sacrifice and unwavering dedication. You’ll need to be fully committed to our company’s objectives, no matter the cost. Do you think you have what it takes?”
Kenna’s response was unequivocal: “Absolutely! I’ve always admired S&A and am eager to contribute my skills and passion to the team. I’m willing to do whatever it takes to succeed.”
Justin nodded thoughtfully before concluding the interview. “I have a few more candidates to meet with, but you’ve certainly made a strong impression. We’ll be in touch soon.”
As Kenna left the office building, she felt optimistic yet uncertain about the outcome. She had been prepared to flirt more aggressively or even dangle the prospect of a date in front of Justin if it meant securing the internship. Now all she could do was wait anxiously for news from Saxon and Associates.
The next day, while she was out for her daily jog, Justin’s receptionist left a message on her answering machine asking her to come in for a follow up interview at 4:30. She was over the moon. She had to hurry, but made sure to put on another great outfit. This time, she put on a white dress with black accents that looked professional, but she knew in the right light, could be quite transparent, just barely showing off her curves and whatever she had on underneath. It was a dress for closing the deal. She had to rush downtown, but made it with some time to spare.
“Kenna, here to see Justin”, she said when she got to the S&A office. She didn’t have to sit for long before she was called into the office.
Justin stood up, smiled and shook her hand when she walked in and once again, guided her to sit down across from him.
“Kenna, you really impressed me yesterday and I wanted to say that you are the leading candidate. It sounded like you were willing to do anything to get this job. Do you think that is correct?” Justin asked, leaning in.
Absolutely,” Kenna said, her voice laced with a mix of determination and desperation, as she leaned in closer to him. “I will do anything it takes. I will work incredibly hard for this company and do whatever is necessary.”
“Let’s get straight to the point,” Justin said, his voice low and husky as he locked eyes with her, a sly grin spreading across his face. “I need you to take things to the next level,” he continued, his tone dripping with suggestion. “I want you to give me a blow job,” he stated bluntly, his eyes never leaving hers as he awaited her response.
Kenna was shocked. She never expected him to be so direct and forward. Justin continued. “Before you say anything, if you satisfy me, you get the job. If you don’t, I will make sure to contact the hiring managers at the other companies and make sure you are not hired there. It’s a small industry. I know Bill Thorton at Mecher and Sons, Frank Elize at Cooper and the rest. I can make it very hard for you to get your foot in the door. The decision is yours. Don’t answer. You need to do one of two things. Stand up and walk over to my office door. You either walk out and say good bye to your career or you lock it so we can get some privacy. The choice is yours.” He said, leaning back in his chair, looking very casual and relaxed, despite what he had just asked her to do.
The sound of Justin’s words still lingered in the air, a stark reminder of the compromising situation Kenna had found herself in. Her desperation for the position had clouded her judgment, and now she was faced with a daunting choice: surrender to Justin’s demands or risk sabotaging her fledgling career.
Her palms were sweaty now and she rubbed them on her leg. She wasn’t completely opposed. Justin was a good-looking man, but she did not like being forced to do this. She was the tease, always holding the dream of her affections from men to get what she wanted. She didn’t like losing this power. She wiped her hands one more time, her eyes locked on Justin’s, searching for any sign of weakness or hesitation. But his gaze was unwavering, his expression unyielding.
Kenna’s mind was still reeling, her thoughts a jumbled mix of desire, resentment, and desperation. She thought about all the times she had used her charm and beauty to get what she wanted, and how this situation was different. She was no longer in control, and it was a feeling she didn’t like. But she also didn’t want to give up on the opportunity, not now that she had come so far.
As she sat there, weighing her options, the tension in the room grew thicker. Justin’s eyes seemed to bore into her, waiting for her response. Kenna’s heart was racing, her pulse pounding in her ears. She knew what she had to do, but she wasn’t sure if she could bring herself to do it. And then, with a sense of resignation, she stood up and walked over to the door. She took the lock in her fingers and twisted it closed, the sound of the mechanism clicking into place a stark reminder of the decision she had just made.
With a sense of trepidation, she walked around his desk and stood before him, unsure of how to proceed. Justin’s voice was laced with a casual air, devoid of empathy, as he instructed her to get down on her knees. “It will probably be more comfortable,” he said, his legs spreading wide apart in anticipation. Kenna’s reluctance was palpable as she slowly sank to her knees, positioning herself between his.
With a calculated slowness, Justin began to undo his belt, followed by the button and zipper of his pants. His eyes locked onto hers, a sly smile spreading across his face as he spoke. “Take my dick out. You’ll like what you see.” Kenna’s hand hesitated for a moment before reaching up to lift his dress shirt. Her fingers then dipped into his pants, making contact with his semi-erect penis. She gently coaxed it out, her gaze fixed on the sight before her as shock and uncertainty wrestled for dominance.
Justin’s voice cut through the tense atmosphere, his words dripping with expectation. “Stroke it. Get me nice and hard,” he said, his eyes burning with an unspoken intensity as they held hers captive.
As she grasped his cock, Kenna could feel it stiffening in her hand, and she began to stroke it with a slow, deliberate rhythm. Her gaze remained fixed on the sight before her, watching as his cock swelled to its full size. The sound of Justin’s voice cut through the air, his words laced with an unmistakable desire. “Put your lips onto it. I want to feel your mouth on me.”
Kenna’s eyes darted towards the door once more, a fleeting glance thinking she could still change her mind. Then, her attention returned to the task at hand, and with a sense of resignation, she made her decision. Whatever it took to achieve her goal, she would see it through.
Leaning forward, Kenna wrapped her lips around his cock, sucking gently as she began to move up and down. The spongy head of his cock danced on her tongue as she expertly played with it. Though this was far from her first experience with giving head, the fact that it was against her will made it feel like a vastly different act. Her aim was to get it over as quickly as possible, to do a great job and have him come in the shortest time possible.
As she worked to build saliva in her mouth, Kenna moved up and down on his cock with practiced ease, sucking with all the skill at her disposal. Her tongue ran over the veiny surface of his cock, occasionally brushing against the back of her throat when she delved deeper. The room began to fill with the unmistakable sounds of their encounter, occasional slurping noises that reminded her of what she was doing.
Justin’s moan filled the air as he placed a hand on the back of Kenna’s head, gently coaxing her deeper into her throat. “Mmm… that feels good,” he murmured before speaking again. “Kenna…lick my balls.”
For a moment, Kenna paused. This wasn’t something she enjoyed, while sucking cock had often been a means to an end for her in the past. Securing favors or gaining advantages, sucking balls was an entirely different matter altogether. They were so hairy and weird and just didn’t like how they felt. But whatever it takes became once again part mantra and motivator for moving ahead in the world.
A soft popping noise accompanied Kenna lifting off momentarily after which Justin proceeded adjusting himself lifting upwards and pulling his pants down with his underwear forming a pile right around ankles, exposing his fully rigid cock, wet with spit shining brightly from the light coming in the office window.
She reluctantly stroked his cock with one hand, while licking his hairy balls. First one and then the other. After a brief sigh, she took one of them in her mouth, sucked it gently and played with it with her tongue. She really didn’t like this, but she would do whatever it took. She then did the same with his other testicle.
“Damn, that feels fantastic.” Justin moaned. Hoping it was enough, she pulled herself back up, took a look at his dick. There was a bit of precum now at the tip, which she licked up and swallowed. After a moment, she opened her mouth again, wrapped her lips around it and pushed herself down as deep as she could, feeling the girth of his dick as he passed her tongue. She could feel the pressure as his dickhead reached the back of her throat. She sucked hard, making a slurping sound, louder than she planned as it filled the room.
“That feels so good. Keep going like that.” Justin moaned, grabbing the handle of his office chair
She knew from his breathing that he was close. She just needed to finish the job. With determination, she pushed herself deeper, feeling as his dick moved deeper into her throat, she continued to suck and run her tongue across the bottom of his cock. Her right hand was stroking the base, and her left hand was cradling his balls, gently playing with them.
“Keep going Kenna, keep going” sounding more delirious as he approached orgasm.
She started to move up and down, her mouth moving from the head of his cock, to as deep as she could on each downward thrust. She ran her tongue all over and kept building up more saliva, trying to make it as sloppy as possible. Suddenly, she felt his hand on the back of his head, holding her in place. A geyser of come shot out of his dick. Luckily, it started as she was at the bottom, so the first burst went right down her throat. She actually preferred that, instead of filling her mouth. Even with that, there was the unmistakable, salty cum filling her mouth and she tried her best to swallow as fast as possible. It didn’t help that Justin was holding onto her head, keeping her in place as she did her best to swallow. Some started to leak out, dripping down the side of his cock.
Justin gave out a long moan and she was sure he was done. She lifted herself off his dick slowly. Looking down, there was a pool of come near the base.
“Clean me off. I can’t get that on my pants.” Justin said, sounding a bit irritated, like it was her fault.
She looked down at the cum, leaned forward and started to lick it off. Most of it had gone down her throat, so there wasn’t much to clean off, but she did as he asked. After a while, his dick was slowly softening, glistened with her spit but no evidence of their encounter left.
As she stood up, Kenna’s knees cracked in protest, a stark reminder of the uncomfortable position she had been in for the past few minutes. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, trying to remove any remaining come. Her eyes met Justin’s, and for a moment, they just stared at each other. With a sense of detachment, Kenna reached out and smoothed her dress, trying to composed herself. She felt like she was in some twisted dream that she couldn’t wake up from. But deep down, she knew that this was reality, and she had to face it head-on. Justin’s voice broke the silence, his tone low and husky. “You’re really good at that,” he said, his eyes never leaving hers. Kenna felt a shiver run down her spine as he spoke, his words dripping with an unspoken implication.
She tried to respond, but her voice caught in her throat. Instead, she nodded curtly, trying to play it cool despite the turmoil brewing inside her. Justin’s gaze lingered on hers for a moment longer before he finally looked away.
“Let’s discuss the details of your position,” Justin said, his voice firm but with a hint of a smile. “The good news is that, as I mentioned earlier, the job is yours. And to sweeten the deal, I’m offering an additional cash bonus, double the listed paid internship, to be paid out with each paycheck. However, there is a condition that comes with this offer.”
Kenna’s eyes narrowed slightly, sensing that something was off. “What kind of condition?” she asked, trying to sound calm.
“You will be…available to the office staff,” Justin said, his words dripping with an unspoken implication. “Whenever anyone wants you, in any way, you will be expected to accept. This will be the case for the next year. After that, depending on your performance, we can discuss a full-time position here at S&A.”
Kenna’s face felt hot, her mind racing with the implications of what Justin was proposing. She had never intended for things to go this far, but she had already invested so much time and effort into getting the job. She didn’t feel like she could back out now.
“I… I accept,” she stammered, trying to keep her voice steady. “Thank you for this opportunity.”
Justin’s smile grew wider, seemingly pleased with her response. “One last question,” he said, his eyes glinting with a knowing spark. “Are you on birth control?”
Kenna nodded, feeling a sense of trepidation. “Yes, since I was sixteen.”
Justin’s expression turned satisfied. “Good. Welcome to Saxon and Associates, Kenna. You start at 9 AM tomorrow morning. One more thing, you need to always wear a skirt or dress. Don’t forget”