Saturday, April 25, 2020

My wife gets a job

Times were tough. I had just gotten laid off and we had a 1 yr old and just living off my unemployment. I ws rough all around and people had to do things they didn't want to do to get jobs. My wife had gotten some interviews as a sectary. I told her to do what she had to do to get hired. I would understand. She knew what I meant. There was no need to explain. She dressed professionally but forgo panties and a lose bra so her big titties would move around. Her dress had a slit and she wore crotchless panties. She was glaad her period had just ended. She wasn't happy about what she was planning and neither was We both knew we had no choice.
        Her first interview were duds. She got manhandled but the jobs were already taken. The third was by a woman who could careless about my wifes titties. The 4th went like this as she recounted it back to me. She entered the building a she was created by the receptionist who eyed her down and shook her hesd. She filled out some forms , mostly about agreeing that no sexual harrastment claims would be filed and she held no one accountable at the company or the company for harrassment of any kind. Especially sexual nature. If she felt she was not being treated fairly she could quit at any time.She turned them into the secatary who looked her over again and went to a back office and came back to escort her. She then went to a outer office that had a mess of files on a tabke, some filijg cabinets and a simple desland chair . You still interested the receptionist asked who name was shelly. Yes my wife anwsered and was escorted to a bigger office where a black man sat behinf the desl chair turned around talking on a phone. There were no other chairs except for a leather couch and some more iling cabinets. Shelly motioned to the leather couch and left the room closing the door behind her. 10 minuites went by and finally the man swung around in his chair and hung up the phone. Then said nothing but eyeing my wife like a piece of meat. He then spoke. I see you sign the forms. Yes my wife anwsered. Well stand up he said. She stood up and he eyed her again. I noticed on your application that your married. Yes.No problems with a jealous husband he asked. No. Can I come over for dinner tommorow night? Sure she fumbled out.Shelly likes you. Shes the real boss. Im just the laborr horse and laughed at his own joke. You eat pussy? Um my wife not prepared for such a question. Admitted she had never tried it. He looked at her again and twirled the pen in his hand and looked at her application. He put it down aand said we'll call you. She then blurted out. Im willing to try it though. Cant taste that bad. Rememebring when she sucked her hysbands cock after he had fucked her. The man picked up his pen again and said swallow? Oh yes she admitted. He looked at her intently or more so her breasts. Can I bring Shelly along for dinner. Sure my wife said. The blackman became speechless again and asked can you stay and put in a few hours. Oh yes. There was no discussion of ay pay or benifits. The benifits were for the employer not the employee. He got up. Grabbed my wifes titties. Played with them for a few minuites and watching her reacrion then took her to the office she was shown earlier. This place is a mess. Makes sure all the files are filed correctly and file the lose ppapers and try to learn he filing system. Shelly will get you a phone and computer and we'll get you squared away. It 11am Shelly likes her pussy ate after lunch at 1:15. Theres and office at the back out the hall with a pull out couch and you work till 5. Be here at 8am tommorow and we;; see you at 7 tomorrow.
          My wife told me all this later when she got home and handed me her check since tofayu was friday. It was for $400. Not much but it would help withbthe rent. She also let me know that Shelly;s pussy was shaved bald and tool a long time to cum and liked to pull her hair when she got her pussy licked. Seems like 1+30 to  2:30 was reserved for ,y wife to et Shelly's piussy. Mon-Fri.
         
          

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