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The Interview

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Chapter 6

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 6 - 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   Mult   Consensual   BiSexual   Heterosexual   Fiction   Cheating   Group Sex   Cream Pie   Exhibitionism   Masturbation   Oral Sex   Pregnancy   Voyeurism   Big Breasts   Nudism  

MONDAY - PART 2

After hours of pouring over the Smithson account, there came a gentle knock at Jake’s office door. Looking up from the paperwork, he called out, “Come in.” The door swung open, and a woman in her late twenties strode in. Her hair was long and wavy, cascading down her back in loose curls that bounced with each step. The light brown locks caught the soft, filtered sunlight, giving them a golden sheen. Jake’s attention was immediately drawn to her belly, round and protruding, showcasing the miraculous life growing inside. Despite being pregnant, she carried a stack of files with ease, her swollen belly adding a slight waddle to her step.

“Hi Jake,” she greeted, her deep brown eyes sparkling with warmth as she gave him a brilliant smile. “I’m Shayla Winston, the client relations manager.” She chuckled, adding, “Although manager is a funny title, since I work alone.”

As she approached his desk to deliver the files, he couldn’t help but notice how her large, swollen breasts delightfully jiggled with each step and how a neatly trimmed patch of matching pubic hair peeked out from between her legs. He found himself smiling at her natural beauty. When she dropped the files on the corner of his desk, he noticed her gold wedding band. “I saw Jessica in the hallway heading your way with these files, and I offered to bring them to you myself. I wanted to introduce myself, although I feel like I already know you after having dinner last night with Em and Rachel.”

“Nice to meet you, Shayla,” Jake replied, his eyes flitting across her nude form before coming to rest on her cherub-like face. “Should I be worried about what was discussed during dinner?”

Shayla laughed, the sound melodic and carefree. “Oh no, not at all! I just needed to see you for myself,” she winked playfully, “so stand up and let me have a look.”

Feeling slightly self-conscious being completely naked in front of her, Jake slowly stood up from his desk. “Very nice,” she exclaimed appreciatively, taking in his toned physique and slightly swollen penis. “Now turn around so I can see that cute little butt.”

Jake obliged, feeling a tinge of embarrassment at being ogled like this. As she walked by him heading to the sitting area, she playfully slapped his butt with a giggle, causing his cock to twitch. “Looking good,” she teased, then sank into the soft leather sofa cushion with an audible sigh. “Feels good to be off my feet for a bit, you don’t mind, do you?” she asked.

“Not at all,” Jake replied as he walked over and sat down beside her. “Feel free anytime.”

“How far along are you?” he asked, looking at her heavy breasts and rounded stomach, feeling a tingling in his groin.

“Seven months and it’s been quite the journey,” Shayla answered, her hands gently cradling her belly as a tender smile played on her lips. “I can’t believe how fast it’s going.”

Jake nodded, his eyes traveling over the curve of her stomach, entranced by the visible signs of life within. “It must be an incredible feeling,” he commented, his voice a mix of awe and curiosity.

“It really is,” she agreed, her large eyes gleaming with enthusiasm. “Every kick and flutter feels like a little secret shared between the baby and me.” She paused and then, with a cheeky grin, added, “But it also comes with its share of challenges. Like keeping my balance with this extra weight up front.”

Jake laughed, appreciating her humor. “I can only imagine. But you seem to be handling everything beautifully.”

Shayla’s face softened with gratitude at his words. “Thank you, Jake. That means a lot.” She shifted slightly, making herself more comfortable on the sofa. “So tell me about yourself. How are you finding things around here?”

“Well,” Jake began, shifting to face her more directly, “it’s definitely been an ... interesting experience so far. The work culture here is quite ... unique.”

With a playful raise of her eyebrows, Shayla agreed, “This is true. It’s not every day that you witness a heavily pregnant, naked woman waddling into your office wanting you to fuck her.”

Jake stared at her in disbelief. He knew the office dynamics, but she was pregnant and married. He looked at her with a stunned expression on his face as he processed her blunt proposition. His initial shock soon gave way to a cautious curiosity. “Is that something you’re comfortable with?” he asked, his voice laced with concern yet tinged with intrigue.

Shayla giggled, the sound rich and unburdened. “Of course,” she assured him confidently. Her eyes held an impish glint as she continued, “To be frank, pregnancy has made me super horny, and I find the freedom here ... liberating.”

Jake felt his pulse quicken as he absorbed her words. He watched as Shayla shifted again, her movements deliberate, showcasing the fullness of her breasts and the curve of her belly in a way that was undeniably alluring. “What would your husband think about it?” Jake asked skeptically.

“Brian? He knows the basics of my job and where I work, but not the more ... unconventional parts of the office environment. I adore my husband, but I believe it’s best to keep my professional life and personal life separate. Understand?” she answered.

“I see,” Jake murmured, his gaze fixed on her. The lines between professional and personal blurred further in that moment, the office’s unconventional atmosphere making the conversation feel almost normal.

Shayla smiled at him warmly, reaching out to touch his arm gently. “Don’t feel obligated,” she said softly. “I know my condition might not be a real turn-on, but I just thought ... hey, why not extend the offer?” Her touch was light but sent a flush of heat through his body.

“It’s not that I don’t find you beautiful or don’t want to have sex with you; I do. It’s just...” Jake hesitated.

“What?” Shayla asked, running her hand down his arm and into his lap, lightly grazing his stiffening member. “Don’t be shy.”

“I’m a little nervous,” Jake admitted, fidgeting with his hands. “I’ve never been with a pregnant woman before. Will I accidentally hurt ... the baby?”

Shayla’s expression softened with understanding. “Well, she might grab at the tip if you’re in really deep.”

Jake’s eyes widened in shock, his face paled. “What?!”

Shayla couldn’t contain her laughter. “Oh my god, Jake,” she snorted, “that was a joke! You won’t hurt the baby, you goofball. Now stand up.”

Shayla perched on the edge of the couch, her legs spread wide. Jake rose from his seat and positioned himself between her legs, peering down at her. She placed her hands on the back of his thighs, her fingers slowly sliding up until she firmly gripped his buttocks. She pulled him in closer and began to lightly kiss his flaccid member, coaxing it back to life. Jake’s breath caught, his heart beating wildly as he felt her lips trace a slow and deliberate path from the base to the tip. “You seem to be enjoying this,” she murmured between kisses, looking up at him with a twinkle in her eyes.

“Oh, yes,” Jake gasped, his voice barely a whisper. He watched, mesmerized, as Shayla took him into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head of his penis before taking him deeper. Her hands continued squeezing his bottom, drawing him into her, sending pulses of pure pleasure through his body.

As Shayla’s movements became more fluid and confident, Jake’s hands found their way into her hair, gently guiding her rhythm. The sensation was overwhelming; the warmth of her mouth combined with the occasional flick of her tongue was driving him close to cumming. But he didn’t want to rush this; he wanted to savor every second.

After a few moments, she slid his cock out of her mouth with a soft pop and stood up, her desire evident in the pink flush of her cheeks and the rise and fall of her chest. “I really need to be fucked,” she confessed, her voice husky with longing.

Jake wasted no time, guiding her to the side of the sofa, pushing the coffee table aside, and haphazardly throwing the cushions onto the floor behind him. With a swift motion, he pulled on the handle and opened the sleeper sofa, revealing the cozy mattress inside. “Well, that’s a pleasant surprise,” Shayla remarked, as anticipation tingled through her body.

Jake took her hand and guided her to the bed, laying her down gently in the center of the king-sized mattress. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with desire. “I really need this,” she whispered, reaching up to pull him closer.

Jake responded by planting a soft kiss on her lips, savoring the taste of her mouth before trailing kisses down her neck and across her collarbone. He paused to admire her swollen belly, brushing his hand tenderly across the roundness that seemed to electrify Shayla with primal lust.

Lowering himself further, Jake began to kiss around her breasts, taking special care to arouse her with gentle licks and nibbles. Shayla moaned softly, tangling her fingers in his hair and pulling him closer. When Jake’s mouth finally captured one nipple, sucking lightly at first and then increasing the pressure, Shayla arched her back off the mattress, whispering urgent encouragement, “Yes, Jake, suck my titties.”

Encouraged by her reaction, Jake moved his hand between Shayla’s legs, finding her already wet and ready. His fingers dipped into her warmth as his mouth continued sucking on her swollen nipples. Shayla gasped at the dual sensations, her body beginning to writhe under his touch.

She let out a desperate exhale. “Please fuck me, Jake,” she pleaded.

Jake positioned himself between her legs, lifting them and gripping her ankles. He slowly entered her with his hard length, causing Shayla’s eyes to widen with the sensation of being completely filled by him.

Jake started moving in slow, deep strokes, watching Shayla’s expression shift from intense pleasure to overwhelming bliss. With each thrust, he felt more connected to this incredible woman who had opened herself up to him so completely. His rhythm intensified as he sensed her nearing the edge. Shayla’s moans became louder, her body trembling with each movement. Her hands clawed at the sheets, gripping tightly as waves of ecstasy cascaded through her.

“Harder, Jake ... please,” she gasped, her voice cracking with urgency. Jake obliged, his movements becoming more forceful, driven by the raw, primitive desire he saw in her eyes. He leaned forward, and her swollen belly rubbed against him provocatively with each thrust, reminding him of the life within her and adding an intoxicating sense of awe to their coupling. “Don’t stop,” she panted. Jake let go of her ankles and leaned back, feeling the tension building within him, his thrusts growing erratic as he neared his own climax. He reached down and circled her swollen clit with the pad of his thumb, determined to bring them both over the cliff together.

Shayla’s response was immediate and intense; she arched her back and let out a loud cry, “Cum in me, Jake, cum in my pussy.”

As she convulsed beneath him, he was in awe of the sight of her in such euphoria. Her vaginal walls tightened around his cock, flinging him over the edge. With one final deep thrust, he gave in to the immense sensation and released his seed inside of her. Shayla lifted her head to look him directly in the eyes, her expression unbelieving. “Did you just cum on my daughter’s face?” she asked, a hint of disapproval in her tone.

Jake, his cock still buried inside her, looked horrified. “Oh Jesus, oh fuck ... I am SO sorry, but you said...” he pleaded.

Shayla burst into laughter, her breasts and belly jiggling with each convulsion and pushing his softening, slippery cock out of her. “Oh Jake, you’re too easy,” she chuckled as she gasped for air and tears ran down her face.

Jake started laughing and collapsed beside her on the bed, his heart still racing from the rush of their fuck and the shock of her joke. “Ok, you got me,” he admitted, catching his breath as he nestled closer to her.

Shayla wiped the tears of laughter from her cheeks and smiled, her eyes softening with affection. “Even though you’re really gullible, you sure know how to please a woman,” she giggled, her hand lightly stroking his chest.

After a moment of comfortable silence, Jake spoke up, his voice thoughtful. “I never imagined working here would be like this ... It’s mind-boggling but also incredibly freeing.”

Shayla was quiet for a beat, then spoke, “It’s not just about the sex, Jake. It’s about trust, respect, and exploring your boundaries in a safe environment. We’re all here because we believe in this philosophy.” Jake nodded appreciatively, feeling reassured by her words.

“Thank you, Shayla. I am really happy that you decided to deliver those files for Jessica.” They lay in silence; the only sound in the room was their synchronized breathing.

Shayla propped herself up on one elbow, her belly pressing against his body, and looked down at him with a playful gleam in her eye. “Mr. Thompson,” she said, “would you mind escorting me to the shower and assisting me in getting cleaned up? I can’t exactly go back to my office with your cum seeping out of my cooter.”

Jake grinned, “No, I suppose not.” He got up from the bed and took her hands, guiding her to the bathroom. He turned on the shower and adjusted the temperature, making sure it was just right before helping Shayla step under the warm spray. The water cascaded over them to wash away the remnants, but not the memory, of their sexual encounter.

As Shayla stood under the flowing water, Jake gently lathered soap over her body. His hands moved with care, sliding over her curves and paying special attention to her bloated belly. Shayla closed her eyes and leaned into his touch, savoring the feeling of his fingers gliding across her skin.

“You know,” Shayla murmured, “there’s something incredibly intimate about being bathed by someone else. It’s not just about being clean; it’s about being cherished.”

 
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