J Watson - Come with me, dad!

"So you're Rick's daughter," Bill said. "You're a very attractive, young woman, Melody."

"Thank you," Melody said.

"Have a seat, Melody. We'll talk a little. I always like to get to know the people who work for me."

Bill Thompson leaned back in his chair as he studied the luscious young piece sitting in front of his desk. He hadn't expected her to be quite this good looking. He did make it a point to know each and every one of the people who worked for him. Especially the housewives who went to work for him part time.

The men in that town would be furious if they knew how many suckings and fuckings Bill had gotten from their wives in his office.

But there was something special about Melody.

Perhaps it was just because she was young and there was something exciting about the thought of fucking a nymph.

"What kind of work are you looking for?" em asked.

"Just anything," Melody said. "Something small. You know, I don't have a social security card or anything, so it would just be part time."

"I understand. Perhaps some filing after school?"

"That sounds nice," Melody said.

Melody could feel her heart pounding as she looked at this man. She was getting to her in a way that not even her father got to her. She found herself wondering if his body looked as nice with his clothes off. She felt a dryness in her throat.

"I think you're a little nervous," he said. "You shouldn't be. You should learn how to conduct yourself in an interview. You're probably going to have to go on lots of them in your lifetime."

"Yes, sir," she said.

"Perhaps it would help if I showed you a film of an interview. One I did a couple of months ago. I'm afraid there's not any sound, but you should get some ideas from it."

There was something about this that Melody didn't understand. She just didn't believe that he was all that interesting teaching her how to go on an interview, there was something else in back of it. She just wished she could understand what was wrong with her. She had never felt so sexy in her life. Something about Bill Thompson turned her on and she was sure that he was aware of it.

She looked around for a screen or a film projector but there wasn't one. Instead Bill Thompson walked over to the large television set in one corner.

"Sit on the couch," Bill said. "You can see the screen and you'll be more comfortable there."

Bill turned on the television as he went over and sat down on the couch. For some reason her as pounding and she could feel sweat on her palms. She got even more nervous when Bill came over and sat down beside her.

"Na – this lady's name is Judy Wilson. She's married to the football coach and she needed a little extra money for shopping and such. She really knew how to conduct herself on a interview."

Bill Thompson and the young, dark-haired woman were in the office. They seemed to be telling and laughing about something. It went on like that for a few minutes. Melody started to relax. There was nothing wrong with this. It was simply boring.

Then things started to happen. Bill was shaking his head as if he was refusing her something. The dark-haired woman stood up and walked around to the front of the desk. Melody couldn't believe it when she saw the woman undoing the buttons of her blouse.

"Now this is where I give her the job and all the money she's asking for," Bill said.

Melody could understand why. The young woman unbuttoned her blouse and slid it off. She wasn't wearing a bar. She leaned over and let Bill start sucking on her creamy tit. Melody could feel her breath getting a little faster. She felt Bill's hand on her knees.

"You have to admit," Bill said. "Judy's got a wonderful technique."

Melody swallowed nervously. Judy stood back and took off the rest of her clothes. She was really built. Her tits weren't that big, but they looked big on her small body. Judy had a lot of dark pussy hair. Judy went down on her knees in front of Bill. She carefully unbuttoned his trousers and then zipped them down. Bill stood up as she worked the trousers and the shorts down to his legs.

"Yes sir," Bill said, squeezing Melody's knee. "A fantastic technique."

The dark-headed woman had. Bill's cock out and it looked like a monster. First she started running her hands up and down the huge staff. Then she bent over and began sucking on it. Melody could feel a tightness all over her body as Judy sucked Bill's cock. She could see the passion growing in Bill. He put his hands in Judy's hair and he was tugging on it. His face grew pale. He started ramming his prick a little faster into Judy's mouth.

Suddenly Judy was pulling her head back and his cum was shooting right into her face. His pearl white drop tit all over her pretty face and in her dark hair. Melody noticed that Judy didn't pull her face away until the last drop had splattered against her.

Then the screen went blank.

"Now that's the way I think a young lady ought to learn to behave on an interview," Bill said. "Do you understand what I'm getting at?"

"I think I do," Melody answered.

Melody was ready when Bill put his arm around her. In fact, she had been ready since she had walked into the office. She let him kiss her and then she began kissing him back. She forced her tongue into his hot mouth and touched his tongue.

"Yeah," em said, drawing back. "You learn quick, sugar."

"I like to kiss," she said.

"What else do you like to do?" he asked.

"Just, about everything," she answered.

He was pleased with her answer. His arms went back around her, and she felt him pulling her tightly against him. He was stroking her back as he crushed his chest against her titties.

He pushed her back on the couch and his hands immediately went to her shapely tits. She felt him caressing her tits through the material of her thin dress. Immediately she felt her tits growing hard and swollen and the pink nipples getting rigid. She moaned deep in her throat.

He undid her dress down the front and slipped his hand inside. She wasn't wearing a bra, and his hand gently caressed her hot titties. She felt his fingers touching her nipple. She moaned again. She drew back from him, but he kept playing with her nipple and she finally pushed it into his hand.

"Yes!" she moaned softly. "I like that. It makes me hot. I like that!"

He pulled her dress all the way down and revealed her naked tits. He bent, forward and she felt his tongue slowly teasing one of her nipples. She made him take the hard bud into his mouth. She shivered as he sucked on it he was drawing it deep into his throat and then biting on her titty-flesh gently.

"God, that feels good," she moaned.

He raised his head long enough to take a good, long look at her well-shaped tits. She could feel his eyes almost burning holes in her tender flesh. Her nipples seemed to get so hard that they felt raw and achy.

"God, what a pair of knockers," he said. "I've never seen such a good-looking pair of tits on such a young girl. You're overdeveloped, baby!"

"Don't you like them?" she asked.

"You'd better fucking believe I like them!" he answered.

He lowered his head and his wet mouth started sucking at her tender nipples again. She could feel shivers in her belly. The hot tire seemed to move through her body and make her tingle everywhere. She grabbed the back of his head and held him tightly.

"Suck on them!" she moaned. "God, you don't know how good that feels to me! Suck on them hard! Suck my hot tits!"

He opened his mouth wider and she could feel more of her titty-flesh being sucked inside. She felt his tongue rubbing her rigid nipple. He kept running his tongue all over her nipple until she thought it was going to explode in a sweet fire.

"Oh yes!" she groaned. "You make me feel good. You know how to make me feel good!"