I stare up at the tall, beautiful, sleek building that juts up toward the crisp cerulean sky in Midtown Manhattan. The Bank of America building has always appealed to me; it might not be the tallest building in New York City, but I like its unique design and the way that it overlooks Bryant Park and The New York Public Library.

I'm so busy admiring the sleek design of the beautiful building that I barely pay any attention to the men that inquisitively glance at me as I pass them by. Handsome men in custom tailored suits and gorgeous eyes drink in my vivacious and lovely feminine figure, from my ruby lips, Latin hips, and slightly tan, smooth skin. The black dress that I'm wearing fits me well, and despite my reservations about the little pouch underneath my stomach, men are definitely checking me out. Once I finally realize that men are staring at me left and right, I can't help but blush profusely. Especially since now is not the time to be fawning over attractive men.

I have an appointment with the hiring manager from Vivid Publications, an up and coming publishing company that specializes in more risqué erotica, such as kink, lesbian, and queer erotica. I've read some of the titles from Vivid Publications and enjoyed them immensely, especially the lesbian ones. Even though I find men attractive and desirable, I find their inability to connect with their emotions a turnoff. I find women to be much more sensual and connected with their bodies and souls, which definitely affects the intimacy. Unfortunately, I've never been that intimate with a fellow woman, but I always dream of it every night, imagining a pair of soft lips suckling my taut nipples while a gentle hand probes my wet folds. The image always makes my womb clench and forces my panties to flood in complete arousal.

Stay focused, I scold myself as I stop before the glass building and take out my cell phone. The hiring manager, Maritza, is supposed to meet me right outside the building. Even though it's an August day, it isn't that humid and the temperature is in the balmy lower sixties. I see a new message pop up on my phone from an unknown number and my adrenaline spikes.

Coming down. I think I see you. Are you the gorgeous brunette that all of the men are fawning over? ; )

I blush profusely. I glance down at my dress and wonder if I have made a mistake. But when I see the lady walking toward me in an elegant yet sexy black maxi dress with red pumps, I find myself staring in total inappropriate yearning.

“You look like you work for us, darling,” she purrs as she lithely approaches me. “Loving that dress. And that lipstick is phenomenal.”

I can’t help but blush at her warm praise. “Thank you so much. You are too kind.” I pause and extend my right hand toward her. "It's nice to meet you, Maritza."

She shakes my hand and I shiver at the undeniable attraction that I have toward her. "Maritza called out sick. I'm Sophie. It's a pleasure." She pauses and smiles exuberantly at me. “I know I sound shallow, but believe me, I’m not. I just love to make women feel good about themselves whenever possible. God knows we go through enough trials, right?”

I feel myself relax at Sophie’s warm, inviting aura and refreshing candor. “I completely agree.”

“Come. Let’s get some coffee. I’m dying for a latte.”

I obediently follow Sophie through the throngs of people walking in both directions on The Avenue of The Americas. When we enter the Pret a block down, I notice how we turn heads from several men and women. Most are too rushed to notice us. But I can’t help but feel a little excited at the thought of being considered desirable and sexy.

Once we order our lattes and sit down at one of the tables, Sophie goes through the basics of the recent changes in the publishing company; how they had initially started off with heterosexual, monogamous erotica but are now expanding to kink, LGBTQ, and polyamory, as well as interracial erotica. I loved the publishing company already, but now that they are expanding their genres, I find myself adoring them even more.

I don’t talk much during the ten minutes that Sophie discusses Vivid Fantasies. Even though Sophie is an excellent, professional speaker, I can't deny the way my body is reacting to Sophie’s succulent curves and sexy, gentle voice. I have to pull my gaze back to Sophie’s face since my attention continues to divert to her hint of cleavage that suits her perfectly. I find myself daydreaming at one point as Sophie takes out a manila folder from her suitcase, allowing me to catch a peek of her sleek, toned legs and even more of her supple cleavage. Heady images flicker in my mind of gently kissing her smooth, pale neck while I roam my hands all over Sophie’s beautiful, curvy body.

“I should show you the office,” she says as she finishes the remainder of her latte. “Would you like to stop by?"

“Of course. I’d love to see it.”

Five minutes later, we are in the elevator in the sleek, tall building that Vivid Publications calls home. I try my best to stay professional and to not stare at Sophie, but that is impossible since I find this woman so intoxicating. She's like a magnet that I can’t pull away from. I feel the energy shift between us as the elevator door opens and she leads the way down a long, wide hall with multiple doors on both sides. The walls are a calm, slate grey and I find myself already liking the vibe of the workplace. I can definitely see myself working here, I think to myself as we finally stop at the door at the end of the long hall.

“Here we are,” Sophie says as she opens the door and steps aside to let me in.

I slowly step into the office and gasp at the beautiful, large and spacious room. The opulent yet simple office resembles something out of a top-notch lawyer’s office or high-level marketing agency here in Manhattan. The walls are an eggshell white and the two tall and wide bookshelves are filled to the brim with books. Sophie’s large, cherry red executive desk rests right in front of the large, intoxicating view of Midtown Manhattan; I'm compelled to walk over to take in the beautiful sight of the oasis sprawled out before us.

“You have such a gorgeous view,” I whisper. “You are so lucky to work here.”

Sophie sighs and I quickly glance at her, immediately noticing the sudden shift in her mood. “I consider myself very lucky. But I won’t lie, it gets lonely.”

I frown. “I’m sorry. I always figured it would be easier to find someone in such a big city. I’ve been hearing the opposite, though.”

Sophie nods. “Sadly, it’s true. It’s even more difficult when you are bisexual. I prefer women. I’m only sexually attracted to men; with women, I am sexually and emotionally attracted to them.”

“Oh.” My eyes widen in surprise. “Wow, I’m bisexual, too. I’ve been feeling less attracted to men lately."

Sophie rolls her eyes. “The majority of them don’t even know how to pleasure a woman. They have no idea how to touch us because they are too busy thinking about themselves.” Her pale cheeks redden a little. “I’m sorry. I’m being quite unprofessional.”

“Not at all.” I smile. “I echo your sentiments.”

Sophie’s luxurious hazel eyes glimmer with intrigue. “So would it be unprofessional if I said that I’ve noticed the way you’ve been checking me out?”

My eyes widen in complete alarm as panic, white and hot, surges through me. “I’m so sorry. Please, it wasn’t my intention to offend you. I didn’t mean to disrespect you like that.”

I gasp as Sophie quickly closes the distance between us and wraps her right hand around my pale neck. Immediately, I feel my nipples tighten and my clit pulse in absolute desire as Sophie’s unwavering, potent gaze of lust focuses on me.

“No disrespect taken at all, baby girl,” Sophie calmly whispers. “I sensed the hidden insatiable nymph residing in you the moment I set my gaze on your beautiful face. Your aura shimmers with it. But it overwhelms you. You feel like you can’t trust anyone with that side of yourself, correct?”

I gulp nervously as I nod. “Correct. You got me figured out, Miss.”

“Mm.” Sophie’s luscious warm eyes glimmer with approval. “You’re calling me Miss already. You keep winning me over, baby girl.” She pauses and brings her mouth to my right ear. “Have you ever been with a dominant woman, Autumn?”

I feel shame and remorse coalesce within me. “No, I haven’t, Miss.”

“No need to feel ashamed, baby doll.” She brings her left hand to the smooth curve of my neck. “I can certainly teach you. But I’m afraid to say that I’m selfish. I need to have a taste of you first.”

I feel a primal shiver course through me. “You want to taste me?”

Sophie chuckles in my ear. “Yes, I certainly do, my sweet. I bet you taste divine. I want you lying down on my desk, legs perched on my shoulders, my hands kneading your beautiful breasts as I tongue fuck you into oblivion.”

A moan escapes me as the delicious, decadent image comes to fruition in my mind. “Oh my God, I’d love that so much, Miss. I’ve never had a woman make love to me.”

“I’d be honored to be your first, my sweet.” Sophie purrs into my ear. “Be a good girl and take off your panties and spread yourself on my desk.”

I don’t have to be told twice. I quickly walk over to Sophie’s large cherry wood desk and spread myself on it, making sure to take off my panties before I set them on the desk. Sophie places my legs on her shoulders and rolls her chair closer to me. Even though I know that I shouldn't be nervous, I am; I secretly hope that my neatly trimmed pubic hair doesn’t repel her. Instead of being disgusted, though, she seems genuinely delighted.

"I love it when a beautiful woman grows her pubic hair," she excitedly says. "It's so sexy."

I feel my taut body immediately relax upon hearing her placating words. She kisses her way up my right thigh, which makes me shiver in absolute surrender. Feeling her sumptuous mouth on the inside of my thigh is heavenly, but it can't compare to feeling her satin soft lips brush my wet, sensitive labia. I gasp as she slowly, sensuously flickers her tongue against my core before she moans in approval.

"So delicious," she whispers as her hands slip under my dress and up my soft body. "Take off the dress, baby doll. I want you naked on my desk while I tongue fuck you and squeeze those beautiful breasts."

I feel like I could come from her mere words. I don't want to come so soon, though; I want to hold out as much as possible so that I can enjoy every second of her skilled tongue lavishing me in liquid heat. I quickly take off my dress and set it on top of my panties next to me and I almost scream when she drags her decadent tongue up my aching, hot slit. She glides her hands up my soft body, caressing my smooth, tan skin until she reaches my B-cup breasts and lightly squeezes them as she slowly fucks me with her heavenly tongue.

"Oh my God," I say in a shaky whisper. "It feels so fucking good, Miss."

I feel all my insecurity and anxiety shed away as pleasure becomes my world. I tilt my head back and close my eyes as I focus on the delicious, erotic sensations of her tongue bathing my pussy lips in her warm, slick saliva and her hands kneading my breasts. When her fingers wrap around my taut, hardened nipples and pluck at the sensitive peaks, a loud moan escapes me.

"You fuck me so good." I whimper as my hips thrust against her highly skilled tongue. "I love your tongue in my pussy."

A sharp gasp escapes me when she plunges her tongue deep inside of me and rubs her nose on my clit. I swear that I almost come from the mere sensation of her doing those two things at once, but I manage to hold back. Until I dare to open my eyes and look down to see the orgasmic sight of her voraciously eating me out. Just seeing her beautiful face in between my legs makes my womb clench and my spine stiffen in that familiar need of release.

"I'm going to come," I manage to say before my legs violently shake on her shoulders. "Fuck!"

I cover my mouth with my right hand to muffle the scream of ecstasy that escapes me. My cunt contracts in absolute pleasure as I feel my arousal seep into her mouth. She hums in approval and flickers her tongue even deeper and faster inside of my drenched, tight core as she continues to pluck at my sensitive nipples. I feel yet another wave of pleasure inundate my entire being as a second orgasm ravages me already.

"I'm going to come again," I say as I convulse in absolute delirium.

My back arches and my entire body convulses in pleasure as Sophie coaxes a second orgasm from me. The wet, delicious sound of her tongue fucking me makes the orgasm even stronger than the first one and makes it last longer, too. She plants a soft kiss on my quivering, sopping wet cunt before she looks up at me with my slick arousal covering her lips and chin. She quickly rolls back her chair and pulls open a drawer in her desk to produce a long, thick, purple dildo.

"I want to fuck you so bad," she tautly whispers. "Will you let me fuck you with my strap-on?"

"Oh my God. Yes!" I shudder in absolute excitement. "I would love that so much, Miss. Make me your little slut."

"Mm." Excitement glimmers in her beautiful hazel eyes. "You want to be my little fuck doll?"

"Yes, please!"

"Good girl. Can you kneel before me and make it nice and wet before it goes inside of your tight little pussy?"

"I would love to do that for you, Miss."

I wait for her to stand up from the chair before I get off the desk and kneel before her as she quickly takes off her dress, places the harness on and attaches the purple dildo. She grazes my left cheek with her left hand as she gazes down at me in complete silence for a few seconds.

"You're so beautiful," she says. "Don't worry. This toy is brand new. I can show you the packaging. It's in the drawer."
"I trust you, miss. Don't worry."

I quickly bring my mouth to the head of the purple dildo and moan as I suckle on the fat, mushroom head. Even though I've never really enjoyed penetration with men, I've always loved sucking cock. The last time I gave head to a guy, he came twice from me deep throating him and fucking him as hard as I could with my little throat. Feeling his hot, delectable cum gushing down my thirsty throat twice had satiated my submissive need to be used as someone's decadent fuck toy.

Sophie hums in approval as I close my eyes and swallow the entire rigid length of the long, thick dildo. Even though I gag once the tip rubs against the back of my throat, I keep it down for as long as I can until I quickly pull away and gasp for air. The sexy, thick webs of spit connecting my lips to her cock are such a turn on and I love the way that she runs her fingers through my long hair, pulling on several of the strands.

"You suck cock so good," she says. "Perhaps we should find a gentleman dom that we can both worship. I would love to see you gag and drool all over him."

The succulent, heady image makes my womb clench. Sophie must feel my ardent desire heighten because she pulls away and quickly walks over to the couch that rests against the wall to lie down on it.

"Ride my cock and squirt all over it, beautiful," she whispers.

A shudder overcomes me as I quickly stand up and walk over to her. I carefully straddle her and gasp once I feel the wet head of the dildo graze my pink, wet folds. She wanders her soft hands up my petite body all the way up to my B-cup breasts and gently squeezes them, sending more delicious, carnal lust straight to my womb.

"Fuck me as hard as you want, my sweet," she whispers.

I grab the base of her cock and slowly slip it in me until its entire length is completely inside of me. I gasp as I linger in the scintillating sensation of being completely filled. It's been quite awhile since I've been penetrated, so it takes me a minute to adjust to the overwhelming feeling of my tight little pussy being completely stuffed. Usually, I would be so rigid and tense with a cock inside of me, but my body is so relaxed and aroused because of Sophie.

"Mistress Sophie," I tautly whisper as I gaze into her ethereal hazel eyes. "May I kiss you?"

"Certainly, my sweet slut."

A moan escapes me as I lower my body until it's level with hers and I tenderly, slowly, kiss her. Our lips intertwine in a decadent, sumptuous kiss as my hips thrust toward her and I start creating that delicious friction that my womb craves. The thick head of her cock is rubbing my G-spot in just the right angle and I know that it won't take long for me to gush all over her. I break the kiss when she meets my thrusts with equal force and all I can focus on is her cock gliding in and out of my tight, drenched pussy. The titillating scent of sex infiltrates my nose and the wet sound of my drenched cunt working her cock has me shaking uncontrollably already.

"Fuck my cock, my little slut," she urgently whispers. "Squirt all over my cock."

"Miss, it feels so good," I say as I bounce on top of her. "Am I allowed to come?"

"You may come as much as you want, my sweet. You have my permission."

I guide her right hand to my neck and excitement courses through her expression. "You're a little pain slut, aren't you? You love to be humiliated."

I whimper in response to her words as she adds light pressure to my airway. She brings her decadent mouth to my right nipple and sucks on the swollen nub, lavishing it in slick warmth. My pussy clenches around her cock and my entire body spasms as my core tightens and my breath turns shallow.

"Miss, I'm going to come," I urgently whisper.

A tiny shriek escapes me as my hips buck forward and my cum gushes out of me, spraying her abdomen and even part of her beautiful face. She moans in approval and urgently squeezes my hips as I nearly collapse on top of her from the sheer ecstasy pulsating through my petite body.

"Come on me again, my beautiful fuck doll," she firmly says.

"Yes, Miss," I quickly say. "Whatever you want."

I quickly slip her cock back inside of me and to my complete surprise, I am already tightening around her. My hands uncontrollably shake and my face contorts in pleasure before another orgasm ravages me, forcing my cunt to gush even more cum all over her.

"So fucking sexy," she whispers. "I need you to ride my face, though. I want to drink all of that delicious cum."

I almost come from her mere words. I carefully slip her cock out of me and carefully position my drenched, aching cunt over her mouth. She quickly grips my hips and plunges her long tongue deep inside of me, forcing a gasp from me as my body responds to her expert tongue.

"Mistress Sophie," I say in a shaky whisper. "I'm going to come so hard."

Her response is to flicker her tongue even faster inside of me, which coaxes a flood of cum to pour out of me and straight down her throat. My entire body spasms as my womb throbs in exquisite pleasure. I thrust my hips against her divine tongue and more cum pours down her throat, forcing a ragged moan from me. "You make me come so hard, Miss," I whimper as I carefully get off her. "I would love to worship you."

"Next time, my sweet. I promise." She chuckles as she sits up straight. "I want to fuck you against my window. Perhaps someone will see you. Does that frighten you or turn you on?"

Instant arousal flickers deep in my womb. "Oh my God. I would love that, Miss."

"Good girl. Walk over to the window and press yourself against it."

I quickly do as she instructs me. Once I am firmly pressed against the large window, I anxiously wait for her to come up behind me. When I feel her gentle yet dominant hands caress my back, I shiver in complete anticipation of what is to come.

"I'm going to fuck this slutty pussy so hard," she whispers into my right ear. "Are you ready for my cock, baby?"

I shudder and gasp as I feel the thick head of her cock rub my sensitive, slick folds. "Yes, Miss. Fuck me as hard as you want."

"Mm. That's what I love to hear."

She glides her cock inside of me in one swift motion and I moan at the delicious sensation of being filled again. She wraps her left hand around my neck while she brings her right hand to my swollen clit. When she brings her satin soft lips to my right ear, I feel as if I'm about to implode from all the scintillating sensations ravaging me at once.

"I want to see a puddle on the floor in between your legs. Can you do that for me, my little slut?"

"Yes, Mistress."

I gasp as she begins to thrust into me while she gently rubs my highly sensitive clit. I close my eyes and lean against the window more so that I can meet her carnal thrusts with equal force.

"I love how wet and tight you are," she whispers into my ear. "I love how you can come over and over again. I would love to fuck this pussy while there's a plug in your tight, little ass. Make you come even harder."

Her tantalizing words send tendrils of lust straight to my womb. The sound of her cock pumping in and out of my tight little cunt and her middle finger rubbing my clit have me whimpering and violently shaking in utter surrender.

"Come for me, Autumn," she whispers in that delicious, urgent tone that has me salivating. "Come hard for your mistress."

Her words trigger a flood of cum to gush out of me. I squirt for a good five seconds until there is a huge puddle on the floor, in between my legs. I almost crumple to the floor from the exquisite, overwhelming orgasm. But Sophie makes sure to hold me steady and kisses me on the right cheek.

"Good girl. You've made me so happy. Let me get you a towel so that you can clean up."

After handing me a white cotton towel, I wipe off the arousal from my body and quickly get dressed. A knot forms in my throat as I remember that I came here to apply for a job, not to have amazing, kinky sex with an ethereal goddess. Sophie must recognize the worry on my face because she frowns at me as she takes off the harness and dildo.

"Do you regret what we just did?"

"No!" I quickly say. "Not at all. That was the best sex I've ever had. I'm not even exaggerating." I pause and say, "I'm just...worried. What if the boss finds out?"

A sexy smile grows on her lips. "My sweet girl, I am the boss. The hiring manager got a terrible cold overnight and couldn't make it today. I was happy to fill in. Now, I'm ecstatic that I did." She grins. "Can you start tomorrow morning?"