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Jack's mind was buzzing with thoughts of svelte young bodies when he heard the high-pitched beep. Angrily he pushed the intercom button.

"Yes?"

"Mister Baker, the woman is here," his secretary said.

"What woman?"

"The one applying for the inventory position, sir," the secretary replied. "You were going to interview her for the job."

Jack's mind clicked back into a professional mode again and he was angry with himself for thinking about fucking during business hours. After all, he hadn't built a lumber empire by fucking when he should have been working.

"Send her in," he said, leaning back in his chair and lighting a long, thick cigar.

When a beautiful young woman entered, Jack's cock immediately started to get hard. The job applicant had blonde hair, cut short, combed back in the wind-blown look. Her body was compact, medium-sized tits, a nicely rounded ass and narrow waist. She had the body of an athlete and Jack liked that.

"Hello, sir," she said, standing in front of his desk. Jack shook her hand without standing. If he got up, she would surely see the bulge in his pants and he didn't want that – at least not yet.

"Have a seat," Jack said, pointing to a chair. "What's your name?"

"Cindy, Mister Baker." She crossed her legs and Jack noticed how slender her thighs were. Even in a pants suit, Cindy's fine features were visible to the experienced girl-watcher.

Jack asked her several questions, which she answered quickly and without excessive chatter. She needed employment during her summer break from college. Though she had no previous experience in inventory work, she was good with figures, she assured Jack.

"Do you realize that everyone working in the yard is a man?" Jack said, his eyes taking in the faint swell of her tits beneath her suit coat. "When you go out there, you can almost guarantee that you'll hear a lot of swearing, and more than one compromising statement or two."

"Yes, sir, I realize that." Her blue eyes flickered concern. She felt uncomfortable talking about that sort of thing with a man she had just met.

"There are going to be men out there who'll ask you to fuck them," Jack said. He was pleased when he saw her take in a gulp of air and hold it. She was shocked by his statement and that's exactly what he wanted. "Other men might ask you to suck their cocks until they come in your mouth. Do you think you can handle that?"

"I'm not exactly sure I know what you mean, sir."

"How badly do you want this job, Cindy?"

"Very badly, sir. It's difficult finding part time work just for the summer. And this job pays quite well… considering."

"Yes, it does. And if you want the job, you're going to have to realize that I'm the boss. You'll take orders from me without question, and follow them carefully or else you're out on your ass in a second."

"Does that mean I've got the job?"

"Yes… provided you play your cards right." Jack took a puff of his cigar and kicked his feet up on the desk. Cindy's eyes immediately went to his throbbing erection that strained against his pants, almost begging to be freed. Jack smiled at Cindy. "Stand up and come over here."

Cindy got to her feet and walked around the desk so that she faced Jack. Her knees were trembling slightly and she tried not to look at his groin. She knew what was coming and was prepared for it. She needed this job to continue her education and whatever Jack asked her to do, she was willing to.

"Take my cock out," Jack commanded, putting his feet on the floor. "Get down on your knees and take my cock out." Cindy summoned up all her courage, but hesitated. "Do it now or walk right out of this office and don't ever come back."

Cindy slowly dropped to her knees between Jack's spread legs. With trembling fingers she found the tab of his zipper and tugged it down. His cock sprang out instantly.

"Oh!" Cindy gasped, looking at the long, hard pole of meat. A thick vein ran along the underside of the cock and Cindy could see Jack's pulse pounding through it.

"How old are you?"

"Twenty, sir."

"I think you know what you're supposed to do, don't you?"

"Yes, sir."

Cindy grabbed Jack's cock and began to stroke it slowly, without putting a lot of pressure on his hard cock. She ran her fingers up and down his eight-inch cock until a small drop of come formed at the slitted tip.

"Look at that, Cindy. Doesn't that look delicious?" Jack said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Wouldn't you like to taste that come?"

She looked at him with wild, frightened eyes. This wasn't exactly what she had expected. She stared at the cock in her hand, feeling it throb powerfully as her fingers worked slowly up and down. The cock's heat seemed to go through her palm, spreading throughout her body. No, Cindy never thought it would be anything like this at all.

Jack put his hands on both sides of Cindy's face, feeling her hair between his fingers. He liked the way her hair swept backward, knowing that he would be able to watch his dick sink into her mouth without those golden locks getting in the way. He pushed her face down until his drooling cockhead was just an inch from her lips.

"Now suck it, Cindy. Suck it good… or forget having a job."

Still Cindy hesitated. Could she suck cock? Sure, she had fucked before. Plenty of times. She even had a boyfriend who fucked her every Saturday night when they went to the drive-in movies. But sucking cock? That was an entirely different matter.

Slowly she opened her mouth, her glistening lips ovaling as she prepared to taste cockmeat for the first time. Jack, impatient, suddenly pushed her head down. His fat cockhead punched between her lips, stuffing her mouth. Cindy groaned low in her throat and struggled briefly, but Jack held her fast. He liked the look of fear on her face, particularly with his cock buried several inches deep into her mouth.

"Yeahhhhhhh!" Jack hissed, watching the way her lips formed a perfect circle around his shaft. "Suck my cock you little slut!"

When Jack released Cindy's head, she stayed motionless for a long time, getting used to the taste of cock against her tongue. Then, after deciding that she would and could do anything to get the job, she slowly bobbed her head up and down. The glistening knob of his prick slipped easily between her lips and Cindy quickly learned to regulate her breathing while sucking cock. When she felt her prospective employer squirm in his chair, she knew she was sucking his cock just right.

"Use your tongue," Jack gasped, feeling his balls begin to tingle. "Use your tongue on my cock."

Cindy curled her fingers around the base of his shaft and released his prick from her mouth. Looking up at Jack with her beautiful blue eyes, she began flicking her tongue out against the head. Her tongue danced here and there, scraping lightly around the head and shaft.

Jack squeezed the arms of his chair, fighting to hold his come as long as possible. But she was such a pretty girl, and so young! Jack knew he couldn't hold off forever, but he wanted to enjoy her hot mouth as long as possible.

When Cindy took his cockhead back into her mouth, Jack trembled all over. He watched the way her lips moved over his prick and it excited him more than anything he could remember in a long, long time.

Cindy tightened her grasp of his cock and began to jerk his meat while she sucked. Her hot, pink tongue swirled along the cock's sensitive underside, and her lips kept a tight, slick hold on the head. She began to get turned on by sucking Jack's cock, even if she wouldn't admit it to herself. Her panties were getting moist from cunt juice and she was throwing her head up and down on his cock faster than before, now waiting eagerly to taste his hot come.

"Yeah, cunt, suck that cock! Eat my meat, you little bitch!" Jack cursed. Since his meteoric rise to power, he had become thoroughly obsessed with telling people what to do. The power had gone to his head and being in control of another person's life – or at least their actions – was a big turn-on for him. "Mmmmmmmmmm!" Cindy moaned, sucking hard on his fat prick.