The Interview
Copyright© 2026 by BNW
Chapter 11
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 11 - Jake's interview for a new job doesn't go quite as expected.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Fa/Fa Ma/Ma Mult Coercion Consensual Hypnosis Mind Control NonConsensual BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Cheating Cuckold Sharing Wimp Husband Incest Mother Daughter Spanking Group Sex Orgy Anal Sex Cream Pie Exhibitionism Facial Masturbation Oral Sex Pegging Pregnancy Squirting Voyeurism Big Breasts Nudism
THURSDAY - Part 2
Jake was running through some financial simulations on the Smithson account when his office door opened, and Jessica popped her head in. “Do you have any plans for the weekend?” she asked without preamble.
Jake looked up from his computer, shook his head slightly, and replied, “No, not really.”
A wide grin crossed her face. “I rented a private, three-bedroom cabin at the lake for the weekend. I am taking my daughter and one of her friends up there and wondered if you would care to join us? I was planning on getting out of here around three tomorrow afternoon and getting back into town Sunday evening. It’s about a three-hour drive from here.”
After considering for a moment, Jake couldn’t resist the idea of escaping the busy city for the tranquility of the lake. “Count me in; a weekend at the lake sounds perfect. Although I will have to check with my boss to make sure she is okay with me leaving early,” he teased with a smile.
“Even though she’s a ball-buster, I’m sure she’ll be fine with it since it’s for a good cause,” she responded, clearly excited. “Just bring your overnight bag with you tomorrow. We’ll head out from here and swing by my place to grab the girls.”
“Sounds good,” he replied. “Oh, and one more thing: we won’t need to sit down with Kiera as we discussed. That issue was taken care of this morning,” he said with a wink.
Jessica smiled. “I’ll want to hear all about it, but right now I have a meeting scheduled with Margaret.” Jessica blew him a kiss, then slipped back out, closing the door with a soft thud. Jake smiled to himself as he returned his attention to his spreadsheet.
As the lunch hour approached, Jake double-checked and saved his file, his mind preoccupied with what the weekend away with Jessica may entail. He made his way to Rachel’s office and lightly knocked on the door, but there was no response. Growing concerned, he knocked a little louder, then opened the door when he got no answer. “Rachel?” he called out, but there was only silence in return. He noticed that her restroom door was open and cautiously went towards it. “Rachel?” he called out again, but still no response. He peeked inside and saw it was empty. Slightly confused, he turned to leave when he spotted a large note taped to Rachel’s computer monitor in bold black letters: “Come to your office for lunch.” A smile spread across Jake’s face as he headed back to his own office.
As he stepped into his office, he was taken aback by the sight that greeted him. The sofa bed, usually neatly tucked away, was now undone and open, and Emily and Shayla were lounging on the mattress. “Come, eat,” Emily purred, her voice laced with seduction. “On the menu today is pussy,” Shayla added, a lecherous glint in her eye.
The air grew thick with desire and anticipation as Jake approached and looked down. The two women were lying on the bed, their legs spread open, revealing their glistening, pink pussies. The soft folds and delicate creases of their cunts were on full display, inviting and tempting. “Who is the appetizer and who is the main course?” he playfully asked, feeling his cock start to rise.
Emily giggled, “Shayla is the first course, I am the main, and Rachel was supposed to be dessert, but she got summoned to see the boss lady, so I guess you’ll save a few calories.”
Jake patted his flat stomach, laughing, “I didn’t know I was counting calories.” Shayla and Emily laughed as Jake knelt between Shayla’s legs and buried his face in her pussy, tasting the wetness and essence of her arousal, a tangy, addictive taste that drove him wild.
As his tongue flicked and swirled around Shayla’s sensitive clit, her breath became short and rapid. Her hands found their way to his head, guiding him deeper into the warmth between her thighs. “Yes, just like that,” Shayla moaned, her back slightly lifting off the bed as she pressed herself into his face. Jake reveled in the taste and scent, feeling himself grow even harder with each moan and twitch from Shayla. He alternated between long, slow licks and quick, pointed thrusts of his tongue, finding a rhythm that left Shayla writhing beneath him.
Emily watched intently, her own desire building as she massaged her breasts, pinching and pulling at her nipples. The room was filled with the sounds of wet, lascivious pleasure and Shayla’s heavy breathing. As Shayla’s body quivered with building pleasure, she turned her head towards Emily. Her breath came in shallow gasps, and she could feel her orgasm rapidly approaching, sparks of electricity coursing through every nerve in her body. Emily’s gaze held hers, intense and full of craving, only heightening the moment. The sight of Jake devouring Shayla was incredibly stimulating, and Emily found herself biting her lip in expectation.
Finally, Shayla’s grip tightened almost painfully in Jake’s hair as she came with a loud cry; her legs trembled and shook, the muscles in her thighs contracting and releasing in a deliciously uncontrollable rhythm. Jake continued to lap at her, teasing her through the orgasm until she gently pushed him away, completely spent. Breathing heavily, Jake slid over and repositioned himself between Emily’s legs. “The appetizer was wonderful; now for the main course,” he mumbled as he slowly nibbled the flesh of Emily’s soft thighs before planting a kiss on her exposed clit.
Emily gasped, his touch sending a jolt of pleasure through her body. She placed a hand on the back of his head and pulled him closer, urging him to explore deeper. Jake obliged, his tongue tracing delicate patterns around her clit before plunging into her wetness. The taste of Emily was different from Shayla’s; sweeter, intoxicating, and he savored every drop.
“Yes, yes ... please,” Emily whispered, her hips grinding against his face as she sought more contact, more of that exquisite sensation Jake was giving her. He increased the pleasure, alternating between sucking her swollen clit and penetrating her with his tongue. Emily’s moans echoed through the room, blending with the rhythmic sound of his lapping.
Jake could feel every quiver that ran through her body, each one a silent praise of his technique. His own arousal was near its peak; his cock throbbed, leaking precum with each moan Emily made, each twitch of her body under his touch. His body ached with desire as he fought the urge to reach down between his legs and stroke his cock while he pleasured Emily. Every fiber of his being was yearning for release, but this moment was strictly about her.
Sensing that she was close, Jake intensified his efforts. His strong fingers slid under her bottom, kneading and squeezing the soft flesh of her ass. The sensation sent shivers through her body as he pulled her closer to him, her dripping pussy pressing against his open mouth. The warmth and wetness of her arousal was met with the heat of his breath and the skillful movements of his tongue. She moaned and arched her back, fully surrendering to the pleasure he was giving her. With a final flick and suck on her clit, he pushed Emily over the edge. Her orgasm hit like a thunderclap, and she cried out, “Oh fuck, Jake!!” her entire body convulsing in blissful spasms.
Both women lay sprawled on the bed, their bodies glistening with sweat and satisfied expressions on their faces. Emily’s chest rose and fell rapidly, panting in short gasps as she struggled to catch her breath. Jake could see the veins on her neck pulsing with exertion, and he worried she might hyperventilate from the intensity of her orgasm. The area around them was filled with the musky scent of sex, and the pheromonal fragrance seemed almost palpable, enveloping all three of them in a haze of raw, unfiltered desire.
Jake flopped down on the bed between them and closed his eyes. He could hear Shayla’s shallow breathing on his left, and Emily’s rapid breathing begin to calm on his right. He could smell the sweet and alluring scent of their individual perfumes mingled with the musky aroma of their cunts. He could feel the heat emanating from their bodies, the lingering dampness on his face from pleasuring them, and the taste of their essence on his lips.
The cool, smooth sheets shifted beneath him as Shayla’s large breasts and pregnant belly pressed against his left side. He turned to face her, their lips barely apart. Her breath tickled his skin as she whispered, “Thank you,” before closing the gap between them in a deep, passionate kiss. His lips parted willingly as her tongue explored every inch of his mouth.
As their kiss ended, the bed shifted once again, and he felt the heat radiating from Emily’s body on his right side. Her hand gently caressed his left cheek, turning his head towards her with soft but urgent pressure. “That was amazing,” she breathed against his lips before engaging him in another intense kiss. Their tongues danced together in perfect synchronization, stirring a burning desire in him.
Jake’s erection was pointing towards the ceiling, the skin was stretched taut due to his extreme hardness. Precum was freely flowing from the tip of his penis down the swollen purple head and along the length of his shaft. His groin ached; the desire built up inside him, begging for release.
Shayla turned his head towards her, breaking the kiss with Emily. She then kissed him deeply again, teasingly tracing her fingers over his chest. Emily shifted and began to suck on his right nipple, causing him to groan at the unexpected sensation. Her hand crept down his inner thigh, gradually moving towards his groin. Jake’s cock twitched rapidly as another dribble of fluid slipped out, trailing down his shaft. The three of them were lost in their desire for each other and were startled when Margaret’s commanding voice reverberated from the phone’s intercom.
“Jake, it’s Margaret, please come to my office.”
Jake sat bolt upright; a swarm of butterflies fluttered violently in the pit of his stomach, his erection instantly deflating. This would be the first time he had spoken to Margaret since his interview, not to mention that he had just deflowered her teenage granddaughter that morning. His throat tightened as he stuttered out a response, “U-um, yes ma’am, I’ll be right there.”
Jake quickly got up from the bed, his mind racing. Emily and Shayla watched him with concerned expressions as he hurriedly wiped his face and straightened his hair, trying to look presentable.
“Is everything okay?” Emily asked, sitting up on the bed.
Jake mustered up a smile, attempting to hide his growing unease. “I hope so,” he replied with false confidence. “Perhaps she just needs to discuss the Smithson account,” he said, his voice strained, desperately hoping that was all it was. He gave them a weak smile. “Thanks for lunch, ladies. It was delightful. Hopefully, next time I’ll get dessert as well.”
As Jake made his way to Margaret’s office, his stomach churned with anxiety. Had she seen what happened with Kiera? Was he about to be fired? The walk felt like an eternity, each step heavy with apprehension. His palms were sweaty as he tentatively knocked on Margaret’s door, taking a few deep breaths as he waited for her summons.
“Please come in,” Margaret called out. Jake turned the knob and entered her office, trying to project a calm he didn’t feel at all.
Margaret was sitting behind her desk, wearing nothing but some jewelry, her glasses hanging from a chain around her neck. She looked up at Jake as he entered and asked him to have a seat. Jake sat in one of the chairs in front of her desk and nervously wrung his hands, waiting for the executioner’s axe to fall.
Margaret sat back in her chair and smiled, “Jake, I wanted to check in and see how you’re settling in here at the company. How are things going so far?”
Jake was unnerved by her casual, friendly tone. He expected a stern reprimand or even termination, but not this. Stammering slightly, he managed to reply, “Uh, things are going well, ma’am. Everyone has been very welcoming, and I really enjoy being here.”
Margaret nodded, seeming pleased with his response. “I’m glad to hear that. I know our company culture can be a bit ... unorthodox at times. But I trust that you’ve been able to adapt and fit in?”
Jake swallowed hard, his mind flashing to the numerous sexual encounters he’d had with his colleagues, including Margaret’s own granddaughter. “Yes, ma’am, I’ve been doing my best to embrace the unique aspects of the workplace dynamic.”
“Excellent, that’s what I like to hear,” Margaret said with an approving smile. She leaned forward, resting her elbows on the desk and lacing her fingers together. “Jake, due to our unique working environment, our health insurance company requires that all new employees see a psychiatrist within their first week working here. I’m sure you remember seeing that in the employment contract you signed.”
Jake didn’t recall that in the paperwork, but then again, he was a little distracted by the hand job Rachel was giving him as he read and signed.
Margaret continued, “Dr. Nina Caldwell, who has an office in the building, is a highly respected psychiatrist whom I send all our new hires to see.” Seeing Jake’s concerned expression, Margaret reassured him, “It’s no big deal, Jake. Just a necessary step for health coverage.” Jake nodded in understanding. “You have an appointment scheduled for three-thirty this afternoon. Her office is on the seventh floor. Any questions?”
Jake’s stomach clenched with nervous anticipation. “No, ma’am, no questions. I’ll go see Dr. Caldwell at three-thirty.”
Margaret smiled as she stood and extended her hand, “Jake, I am so happy that you are part of our team.”
Jake rose and took her offered hand. “Thank you, ma’am. I am really grateful for the opportunity to be here.”
As Jake left her office, he let out a sigh of relief, knowing he wasn’t fired. Although he was grateful that he wasn’t terminated, the prospect of seeing a psychiatrist made him uneasy. He decided to stop by Jessica’s office and ask about the psychiatrist, his mind still reeling from the unexpected meeting with Margaret. He entered Jessica’s office and found her sitting at her desk, engrossed in some paperwork.
“Hey Jess, got a minute?” Jake asked, closing the door behind him.
Jessica looked up and smiled warmly. “Of course, honey, come on in. What’s up?”
Jake sat down in front of her desk, fidgeting slightly. “I just had a meeting with Margaret. She told me I have to see a psychiatrist this afternoon as part of the health insurance requirements for new employees.”
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