Introduction - Mr Butt often uses the "job interview" theme on movie scenes. Let us pick up from where we left off (this was about 10 years past when I used to come to his day-job office on having an interview pretext. I had finished the 1-st interview with giving him a comprehensive blow job, after that left saying I hoped I received the job)

And the next Sunday at 4pm I opened my emails to find the regular instruction from Mr Butt "Chantelle, the very best candidates are being invited back for a 2-nd interview involving some on the job case studies and you may allow three hours for this Second interview, starting at 3.00pm tomorrow. Your attendance is needed and this time, wear slightly more daring attire."

Wearing a long muggy woollen coat but underneath I've a smart suit is a frosty November day so I need , crisp white blouse and bra, sheer to the waist tan tights , long black gloves and my knee high black boots. For sure when I come at the door of your office with my coat wrapped round me firstly you see only the coat, yet the sight of the shiny boots glinting up at you from my feet (which is the 2-nd place you look after my sexily made up and gorgeously smiling face) and the black gloves already has your heart jumping faster in expectation.

When inside, you help me off with the coat, which makes it possible you to see my striking legs revealed in the full length mirror you've on one wall of the office - I hear your sharp intake of breath and provocatively I ask you

"There isn't likely to be anything also hard in this interview?"

You answer that "There'll only be one hard thing in this interview and you'll be perfectly well able to deal with it!"

After inviting me to sit where you may get a great view up my skirt as I cross and uncross my legs, I say,

"So, you received some case studies for me to work thru?"

However, rather than answer you cross to the cabinet at the side of the room and pour me a white wine while confessing that I'm the only candidate for the 2-nd interview and that the case studies will be merely to confirm my suitability and versatility.

"Suitability and versatility for what?" I ask.

"So, let me come straight to the point," you answer "I know from the 1-st interview that you are very comfortable with sucking hard meat and swallowing hot cream, yet are you able to cope with having your body fully explored and pleasured - feet, calves, thighs, vagina, butt cheeks and asshole - gently caressed and passionately kissed and licked? So I know how good you look in stockings and a smart suit but are you versatile enough to look good in any number of sensuous outfits?"

"Would you like to try me?" I ask, draining my glass and offering it to you for a refill.

You pour me one more and lead me to your large desk where you invite me to kneel up on the leather inlaid desktop with my bottom sticking up in the air. Taking the hint, I wriggle my hips and slide my skirt up until my 'tights-encased' bottom is on full view. Meanwhile, I may see you have very urgently divested yourself of all your clothing and unfasten my blouse and bra to let my large and near excellent boobs hang free.

Still standing on the floor, I may see your right hand gripping your rock hard erection and stroking it back and forth, back and forth - I'm hypnotised by the rhythm and long to suck the end and taste the pre-come or even I imagine you ejaculating in slow motion and imagine streams of hot come jetting from where you stand wanking straight into my open and welcoming mouth. However, that is daydream and in reality I may see you position yourself behind me so that you may reach round my body to cup my boobs and teasingly squeeze and pinch the teats into hardness. Absolutely abandoning yourself to the waves of lust which are coursing thru you, you command me to spread my ass cheeks wide with my gloved hands and you launch work on me with your tongue - try to stop you!

My boots are the 1-st to get thoroughly licked and cleaned, the intoxicating scent of leather combining with my natural vagina smell to drive us extream same well as add one more inch to your already painfully straining erection. I know you're still jerking hard on your cock and I may hear you pant and gasp as you dribble spit all over my boots. Satisfied that I'm still having all of the right effects on you, I notice the droplets of sweat from your forehead landing on the tiny of my back and my ass cheeks as you stand now just feasting your eyes on the beauty of my wide open holes spread for you under the sheer nylon of the tights and willingly offered to you to take them and use them as you will.

Letting go of one of my boobs, you manage to get a bottle of creamy perfumed body oil from your desk and empty some of the contents on my tights clad bottom. I may feel as the generous measure spreads over my cheeks, seeps thru the nylon and runs down the crack of my bottom. It feels good, nearly like your tick creamy spunk that I so much crave.

Insane with wish, you push your nose and mouth onto my bottom, nuzzling and licking at the flesh thru the nylon. I'm filled with new waves of lust also and remove my gloves then reach behind to slide my soaking tights down far enough to expose my exquisite and now oily and glistening, asshole, which, so as to torment you further, I stretch wide open with my specially prepared highly polished red nails.

Your cock tries to rise flat up against your belly but instead nudges between my boot clad ankles and you automatically begin to fuck my boots, so desperate are you now to shoot your load. I sense you trying to control yourself, still gazing at my excellent ass and vagina fully exposed before your face ...... then you bury your nose and mouth into the glistening, inviting perfumed heaven, thrusting your nose up my asshole as a substitute wang and licking and lapping at my vagina with your tongue.

I'm now close to coming also, knowing that you're so filled with lust at the sight of holes spread for you and my boots and tights, so I thrust myself back onto your face, pushing the palms of my hands into the desk top to get extra leverage back onto you ..... you wrap your arms round the top of my thighs in a fierce embrace designed to wedge your face deep between my soaking cheeks, working intensely with your tongue alternately on my clit and asshole till I am rewarded by my 1-st shuddering come which causes me to thrust back all of a sudden off the desk, a movement which causes us both to fall back into a large leather armchair, me now sitting on your lap - or more correctly, impaled on your stiff erection!

As we come to terms with our new position, I find that I'm actually sitting back on your dick, flattening it up towards your belly and neatly sandwiched between my hot and wet bottom cheeks. By sliding rythmically up and down I may feel the bell end stroking my vagina and asshole and right up to my spine. Meanwhile you've one hand on one boob, the other in my vagina, index finger working my clit madly and as I work towards one more climax. I'm absolutely surrendered to the waves of lust and gratification and bounce up and down hard and fast on your rigid cock trying to bring it to come. You gasp that you're ready to come and I know I need to act rapidly. I all of a sudden stand up astride you on the chair and place my bottom firmly on your face, forcing your head back into the seat and your tongue deep into my anus. With my left distibute I tickle your ballsack and with my right I furiously fist off the bursting purple set off dick before me till the explosion of spunk jets, splashing my boobs, neck and face, covering me with the hot white stickiness that I need as I quiver with come number two under your tongue.

Satisfied I collapse into your arms and plant a passionate, spunky french kiss on your lips ...

"How versatile was that?" I ask.