Not your typical girl

intriguess

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Gina was not your typical girl, she was tall, with legs that went on forever, firm tight ass, and melon sized knockers. She had enjoyed many jobs from a photographers assistant (she had really enjoyed adjusting models bathing suits and applying oil), bartending, even construction.

She was between jobs now for various reasons and she was flipping through the want ads, her golden skin warmed by the summer sun, flicking her caramel colored hair back off her face. She was wearing a teal crop top that showed off her athletic build and she wondered why she had never been a personal trainer....she circled the ad and looked on.




OOC so she is looking for a job, however Gina is a hermaphrodite having both a dick and a cunt, so she tends to get fired after being discovered. She is not the type to accept blackmail, but would like to enjoy her entire body while on the job and enjoys both men and women.
 
Barbara Anderson

OOC: Barbara Anderson - successful freelance photographer, specializing in erotic fashion photography. Only 30 years old, but already a major name in the field. Barbara is always looking for the shockingly sexual to photograph. Her photography mirrors her personal life. Barbara is a hedonist, looking for any and every sexual thrill. Barbara is a short: 5'2", thin: 32B-24-32, brunette with stunning blue eyes.

IC: Barbara felt she needed a new model. She was tired of photographing the same people over and over. If she was tired of taking their pictures, she felt certain people were tired of looking at them.

Barbara decided to place an ad in the Village Voice. Such an approach had worked for her in the past. Maybe this time she would find a truly extraordinary model. She prepared the copy for the ad and e-mailed it to the editor of the "Voice", a dear friend who would ensure the ad got prominient placement.

The ad read:

"Expert Professional Photographer Seeking Sexy Models
Fashion, Glamour, Erotic, and Specialty Photos Taken
Scale Commission Paid upon Sale of Photos
Looking for the Unique
Contact P.O. Box 77, Union Station"
 
Gina

Gina had never thought about modeling but soemthing about the ad struck her, she had fabulous green eyes that many called hypnotic. She smiled and sent off a resume with a few photos that had been taken over the years. She continued looking through the want ads and wondered if it might be better to take a couple of part time jobs and cover her bases in case she was discovered.
 
Greg Fields

OC: Greg Fields chief executive of a small but very well known and busy PR firm. His wife took the kids, the house and just about everything else her lawyer could think of ten years ago because Greg was just to damn busy at work to notice her. Fortunately he made enough money that he was still able to lead a very comfortable life. His only problem is he has little time to go through the foolish rituals society seemed to demand in order to find partners to fulfill his rather large and wild sexual appetites. So he turned to expensive sex for pay options when his urges required quieting for the most. He is a confidant and extremely self assured man who was very imposing in the business world and a demanding lover. His ego however also demands that his partners go away completely fulfilled, even when he is paying them to fuck him. He is 6'2" with thick dark hair and a clean-shaven square jaw. Like most 40 something men he has to work hard at keeping away the middle age spread. He has always been a big man, but well proportioned. He has recently given his personal assistant of three years the promotion she deserved and was now in need of a replacement. As the duties of his assistant covered a broad area it required a most special person.

IC: Greg Fields sat at his desk going over the ad that had been placed in several different publications. HE had wanted a wide distribution in order to attract an interesting group of candidates. He wondered what the applicants would be like this time. He had been most fortunate with his last two assistants. Both Bill and Susan had been excellent in the position and he had rewarded them handsomely for their service. He was deep in thought contemplating whether he would prefer a man or a woman this time.

The ad:

CEO of a prestigious PR firm seeks an unusual and talented individual to serve as his personal assistant. The person who fills this job must be willing to work long hours and be capable of traveling anytime. The incumbent needs to be versed in all of the usual office skills in addition to many other areas. Only extremely good communicators need apply. The assistant position requires that the incumbent be available to the CEO at all times. The assistant must provide for his every need. The incumbent also serves as the CEO's personal trainer, helping to insure that he can maintain his daily schedule and still maintain his healthy lifestyle. The compensation package for the right individual is very generous, including a base salary far above the norm for an executive assistant. Interested parties should call for an appointment. 555-1234
 
Gina

hmmmmm, travelling had always appealed to her and she was well versed in business and combining her interests as personal trainer.

She flicked open her cell, made sure she was in a semi-private area and dialed. She got a tingle from his voice and found herself thinking of how she could completely satisfy him, but kept her voice soft and sultry highlighting her abilities and achievements and that she had no commitments to keep her from travelling.
 
Greg

The insistent ringing of my private line startled me. The only one who knew that number was the secretary in charge of screening the calls from the ad. I was surprised we had hooked a live one so soon. I picked the receiver up anxiously. Having been without an assistant for two weeks already and knowing the nature of the phone interview I was hoping for, caused a familiar stirring in my loins. The sultry voice on the other end of the line told me immediately why this call had been put through. If this one was as talented as her voice was sexy she was going to be perfect.

“So, tell me about yourself and why you think I should spend the time to meet you?”
 
Gina

"I'm not your typical secretary flousy looking to marry well and rob him blind. I enjoy being outdoors, am an accomplished massuese and certified personal trainer. I'm in excellent shape and can work longs hours without tiring or complaint." I could tell he was fishing and a warm built in my loins. I crossed my legs deliberately and continued. "I have excellent recomendations." In fact even though most of her former employers had discovered her body, most had been afraid she would reveal that they had been attracted to her and offered her glowing recommendations which she had earned during her various jobs. "I love to fly and only wish I was a member of the mile high club." She laughed softly imagining what he must be like and offering a hint that she would be willing to be more than just a secretary.
 
Greg

"Well now, I may be able to assist you with membership in that club. I have been a member in good standing for some time now. So no husband or family that would object to you jetting off in my private plane with little notice?" I was grinning lecherously as the woman tried to entice me with her sultry voice and not very disguised hints that she would be available for more than dictation and typing. "Now, I must explain, this isn't really a secretarial position. In fact if you get the job you will have a secretary of your own and be supervising my three secretaries. Your job would be to see that all of my needs were taken care of. I am extremely busy and have no time for attending to the details of obtaining those things that nature requires me to have. Do you think you are up to the task of keeping me happy?"
I had slipped into a deeper more seductive tone as we chatted. I had already decided I wanted to meet this woman. She fascinated me in a way I could not understand. I was sure she met the qualification of being an unusual individual and her thinly veiled flirtations told me she would be willing to drain my aching cock when needed. I only hoped she was not some hag that would be repulsive and she was at least half as sexually talented as my previous assistants. I am not sure how I knew but I was convinced that the kinky stuff would be up her alley.
"So, tell me a bit more about yourself and when you can come to see me."
 
Gina

He was hooked, she laughed melodically at his question. He was undoubtedly already picturing her naked. "I am also an accomplished cook and would make sure you had time to satisfy all your work obligations and personal needs." The idea of having power of three other people to make sure they did their job was an interesting factor.

"Well like I said I'm currently between jobs, I was just enjoying a cup of hot cocoa and scanning the want ads at this quaint little cafe....."the backdoor" perhaps you've heard of it," she was risking a little as 'the backdoor' was known for having unusual clients the pierced or tattoed or goth or sadist or masochist or artistic types.
 
greg

I had heard of the backdoor. A few years back a very expensive hooker recommended it when I asked if she knew anyone that would take the belt. The memory of the pale tattooed young girl I picked up there caused my cock to stir in my pants. The delicious squeals she made when I pulled on her nipple rings and the pitiful cries that her gag muffled when my belt came down on her pale white ass were etched in my memory. Of course I could not frequent such a place. It was just a sexual adventure on the dark side. The idea that the girl on the phone might be one of those tattooed and pierced Goth chicks gave me some concern.
"Yes, I have heard of the place. Of course I only know it by reputation. I have not had the pleasure of dining there myself. Now however, I think that I must ask a rather delicate question. Understand that my employee’s private activities are their own business, but my assistant must be able to project a certain image. You don't have any unusual jewelry or body decorations in places that are visible while wearing business attire I trust? You see my customers are not as liberal as I am. Anything that is unusual about you needs to be under wraps, shall we say, in public."
I secretly hoped that there was perhaps some erotic body art or even a nipple or clit piercing I might play with when the time came. I of course did not let on that such things interested me.
 
He was fishing, and she knew he had heard of the place, "I'm more of a pleasure person than pain, but I do have a small tattoo in a discreet place and I've thought about getting pierced, but I haven't found anyone I'd trust to not be a pervert about it." She knew quite a few tattoo artists and piercers, more than not they got off on fondling a chic while piercing erotic spots.

"I've been told I have classy looks, and I have impecable taste in clothing." She smiled as she hoped this job would work out, instead of freak out. "I like it here because everyone is so accepting," not to mention having picked up a few hot playthings along the way.
 
greg

"Well pleasure is the point of life after all."

My mind wandered as I wondered where this little tattoo was.

"I did not mean to say i disapproved of the clientele at the cafe and I certainly would not pry into your private affairs. Though I must warn you, my assistants find my needs do at times inhibit private affairs. I am sure you can understand that the customers of a prestigious firm like mine have certain expectations. I hope you will also come to understand that I have certain expectations. As far as the piercing and the pervert issue, I am sure I can help you with that. A person in my position has access to many things all top quality and my reputation assures no one would violate someone I recommended to them. I would be happy to personally assure your protection in such an intimate situation. You see I expect much of my close employees, but I also am fiercely protective and willing to give mush in return to my employees."

I was really beginning to get excited about the prospects of meeting this woman. Any young lady that was so open discussing erotic piercing was bound to be interesting in person. Even if she didn't turn out to be the right candidate, surely it would be time well spent. Besides if she was anything like what she described, she had already won the job.

"I would really like to meet you in person, but I am afraid I am rather busy today and tomorrow until about 5. Any chance you could come to my office in the evening tomorrow?"
 
She smiled, "Sure Gregg, by the way what is your favorite color?" She was going to dress to impress and imagined him standing by as her nipples were pierced.....just the idea of having him watch was nearly as erotic as the idea of being pierced itself.

She wasn't about to get shared around to his companions as a sex toy though and she tried to make that clear, "I only hope I will be able to satisfy my personal needs along with yours."
 
Greg

"Color? hmmmmmmm blue I guess. Not too dark though. I am sure you will find this position very rewarding both personally and professionally. That is as long as you are comfortable spending so much time with one man. I have a lot of needs which won't leave you with much time."

I paused for a moment. Her comment seemed to be hinting at something. I certainly hoped she didn't think I was advertising for a whore hostess.

"Well I look forward to continuing this face to face. I do hope you understand that my personal assistant works only for me. I wouldn't want you to have any misconceptions about the expectations of the position."
 
Gina

"You're the boss. Delegating what I don't have time for, fine, but I like to do things on my own, I like being hands on." Something dark....hmmm she had the perfect thing, black top with spaghettis straps, a fitted dark gray pinstrip jacket, with a gauzy skirt in layers of foggy gray and black. With a pair of smoky silk stockings and simple heels. It would be perfect, she said something polite about looking forward to meeting him as well and wrapped up the phone call.
 
Greg

I set the phone down and closed my eyes. I needed to collect my thoughts and get ready for a very boring meeting. Her statement about being 'hands on' stuck in my head. If things worked out the way I planned she was going to have a lot more than her hands on things. I had already decided that unless she was a troll she was going to learn exactly what it meant to satisfy my needs in a very personal way.

I began to imagine what she looked like. My mind conjured up a sexy creature to match the sultry voice that had stirred my loins. As I thought about what she might do to convince me she was right for the job my cock swelled inside my Armani dress pants. It was becoming obvious I would not be able to get through my meeting without some relief. I pressed the button in my desk drawer that electronically locked my office door and then stood to remove my pants.

I sat back down as I slipped my knit boxers down past my knees. No need for a complete strip this was only going to be a quick jerk off. I only had fifteen minutes before my important client showed up.

I imagined Gina sitting across from me at my desk. She was wearing a very sexy yet business-like outfit in my fantasy. Clearly chosen to aid her in seducing her prospective boss. As we talked in my fantasy, my hand wrapped around my twitching member and I slowly stroked myself. The fingers of my other hand were busy fondling my heavy balls as I heard her sexy giggle in my mind.

The fantasy interview turned to more personal talk as my hand began to more rapidly slide up and down my now throbbing shaft. In my mind she said something about my mentioning tattoos and offered to show me hers. Suddenly in my daydream she was doing a seductive striptease for me. Her body was exquisite as all fantasy fuck partner's bodies are. Above her shaved pussy was a tattoo of a baby tiger.

Where such ideas come from I will never know. I had no idea of the state of her cunt hair or where the tattoo was in reality. However, it seemed perfect for her to have a little pussy tattoo over her big pussy.

My cock jumped in my hand. I was jerking it almost violently now. In my mind the delicious sex kitten that had by now obviously gotten the job was climbing into my lap and releasing my cock from its prison. As I imagined my cock sliding into her warm wet pussy, I managed to have the presence of mind to grab a handful of tissues from the box on the desk. My cock twitched as reality and fantasy mixed. She thrust her magnificent tits into my face in my dream and my cock exploded in my hand in reality.

I sat in my chair shaking slightly from the force of my orgasm as my dream fuck slowly faded from my view. I was left with a deflating dick, a handful of sticky tissues and a couple of spots on my dress shirt that needed attention.

I smiled as I thought how interesting the next evening was going to be. Noticing the time I hurried to my private office bathroom to clean up. The masturbation had relieved my immediate urges so that I could conduct my business even though the far greater needs I was feeling toward the still mysterious woman would have to wait for another day.
 
She got home and was thinking about her meeting with her prospective boss was making her horny. She slipped out of the cafe unnoticed and headed to her small apartment. She pulled her clothes off quickly and easily. Tomorrow, she was thinking of what he must look like in person and hoped he wasnt' one of those rapidly aging icky types.

But something about his tone and voice convinced her that he was in good shape, and she was looking forward to putting him through a good work out. She slipped into the shower noticing that now freed her cock was sticking straight up against her smooth belly.

Gina was adept at hiding it, but there were certain times when it would pop up unexpectedly, she made a mental note to keep it under tight wraps during the interview. Her pussy which seemed to work at a different pace and would often be ready for play only after she jacked off was amazingly wet.

She stretched out on her only sofa and took the time to play with her luscious cock first and then tease her pussy. Which only made her cock rock hard again. She laughed softly her body seemed built for her sex drive.

She finally cleaned up, checked her messenges and slipped into a sheer nightie.
 
Greg

It felt like the day would never end. I was becoming increasingly anxious about my evening appointment. I still had no idea what was so intriguing about this Gina chick, but I was damn sure going to find out. Most of the afternoon was a blur. It was a good thing I had a secretary taking notes or I wouldn't have had the foggiest idea what I had promised my clients I would attend to that day.

After grabbing a quick shower and changing into something more casual then my usual expensive, conservative business attire I sent my personal staff home for the day and awaited Gina's arrival. I am sure my staff was surprised by the early dismissal. My office was generally staffed until late. My explanation was that I had some personal things to do that evening and if I found myself in need of staff later I would just use the pool staff on the lower floor. My company worked 24 hours a day and some clerical staff were always available.

I am not really sure what made me want to have such privacy with this new woman. I had no reasonable expectation that anything private would happen tonight. Besides, even if it did, I often fucked in my office with staff right outside the door. I sat at my desk and tried to busy myself editing a press release for one of my clients. However, it seemed all I could manage to do was contemplate what Gina was really like in person.

The internal phone ring startled me. The caller ID indicated it was the guard desk downstairs. She was here........
 
Gina

She checked the clock, it was time to get ready. She slipped into the outfit she had laid out earlier. A lavender sleeveless top, and one of those gauzy skirt pieces that would help hide her dick if it got too active. She currently had it secured in her panties as she slipped on a jacket and ran her fingers through her hair again.

She looked fine, professional, not too serious, not too provocative. She drove, and was a little surprised at the massive office building that seemed devoted to one man. The man she was trying to get a job from.

The guard gave her a long look over as she stated her name and business. He picked up the phone and said he would announce her.

She waited patiently looking around for security cameras.
 
Greg

"Please have someone show her up, Jerry. My secretary has gone for the night and the outer office is empty."

She was indeed here. I was getting a bit annoyed at myself for being so excited about this one. Damn what was it? What was different about this one, from a thousand others I might meet? I was soon to find out I figured.

There was a light knock on the heavy office door as it began to open slowly. I stood to greet my probable new assistant.......
 
(i worked a lot in the last three days)

First impressions, I kept telling myself as I smiled as the door ever so slowly opened and the person who had showed me the way stepped back and headed back to the elevator as I stepped into the office. I wasn't sure what was making me so very nervous as I finally saw him.
 
Greg

I did my best to great the stunning creature that stepped through my door. She was a true beauty and obviously had chosen an out fit that would impress me. It was sexy and business-like at the same time. This woman clearly had great taste and was smart enough to wear exactly the right thing. Unless, stupidity came out of her pretty mouth she had the job. The only real question left was how soon her sexy ass was going to be bent over my desk as we fucked like beasts. Oh yes I was determined to have this one. In fact it was a good thing my large desk concealed my condition.

I asked her to sit after she had floated across the office and shook my hand.

"So, convince me you are the one to satisfy my needs."

I said this with a lot more bravado than I was feeling at that moment. My usual confidence and self-assured way was lost in the presence of this woman. I was determined to find out why she had this effect on me. I smiled warmly as I waited for her response.

(ooc: no problem, I am glad youa re back)
 
She smiled, took a seat and carefully crossed her legs and took a deep breath. The sexual tension was already palpable....he was a very virile presence, and she got the feeling he was used to getting exactly what he wanted. He made her skin tingly...in a good way.

convince....satisfy.....two words that together made her think of a lot of things, especially the way he said it. It was tempting to turn the tables and ask him to convince her that she really wanted this job...but she really needed a good paycheck. She took a deep breath ran her tongue along her lower lip.

"You seem like a man who knows what he wants and knows it when he sees it." She stood slowly and took off her jacket and slowly turned around. "Do you like what you see so far?" She was treading on a fine line, but for now her desire for his body was overwhelming her desire for the job.
 
Clearly she was fishing for me to come out and just say that she had to fuck me if she wanted the job. But something held me back. Was I being set up for some harassment suit? I had learned long ago that wealthy men had to be careful and beautiful women were often just conniving bitches that would use their body to get anything they wanted.

Well I was a powerful man that was used to getting what I wanted and at that moment I wanted to bend this hot chick over my desk and ram my cock deep in her pussy. But I managed to control my passions. I played it so cool I am sure she was shocked. Sexy women seldom had to do more than wink to get a man eating out of their hands. This one was going to do a lot more than that I was sure.

"I like what I see. Hell, I would have to be dead or the gayest man on the planet not too. You are a beautiful sexy woman. A quality I admire of course. You should know though that beautiful sexy women are easy to come by and even possess when one is a man of some means."

I grinned at her almost evilly. I had decided to challenge her. It seemed she was trying to seduce me and of course she would succeed, but on my terms. She would have to work at it. I was truly enjoying the idea of a woman wanting me who I had not paid for the privilege.

"There is clearly more to you than just a body. You intrigue me and I hope you want this job because I have a feeling about you. I trust my instincts and I think you will be good at taking care of me...but I need just a tad bit more from you to be convinced. Perhaps a glance at the starting salary will convince you to be more forthcoming?"

I jotted a figure on a note pad and slid it across the desk. I was sure it was more money than she had ever earned in her life. It actually was way too much for the job. Few people made that kind of money. But with the demands I put on my personal assistant it was well worth it to me. Besides 200K was less then a 10th of what I made a year. I smiled at her as she read the note. Under the dollar amount I wrote "Are you worth it?"
 
A man who knew what he wanted, but was not going to force his hand. The offer was shocking, and at the same time undoubtedly just a drop in the hat to him. She was wondering what she was getting into, he had the power to destroy her.....or vice versa if she were the type to blackmail.

They were both evidently sizing each other up, see who would make the first move. The game of cat and mouse was fun, of course the question was......was she the cat...or the mouse?

"Of course appearances can be decieving" she laughed internally at the truth behind that sentence. "So far I feel quite comfortable with the idea of working," she paused slightly, debating with, for, or under....... "and proving my worth." She finally finished. She decided to push the envelope a bit and moved to his desk and sat down. "Before we get down to business, would you object to an enjoyable workout?"
 
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