Marshal Investments is an investment-banking house located in New York City, just off of Times Square. Rob Marshall and his brothers, John and Mike, own the business and maintain their offices on the sixth floor along with their Executive Assistant, Julie Bixby.

Julie, a tall blond with dynamite legs and tits, has a pleasant personality and is always ready to give any of the partners a helping hand … if you know what I mean. She had been complaining that due to some of the services required by management, she had a hard time getting her job done and the brothers agreed to hire an assistant to help her out with the clerical duties. Having an assistant would free her time for those special moments.

After discussing the matter with Julie, she was given permission to select someone to be her personal assistant. She selected a little doe-eyed Chinese woman with the unlikely name of Fa Ke Mi, which translated to Flower Cute Kitty. We all saw great potential in someone so aptly named.

Shortly after hiring Fa Ke Mi, Julie came into my office late one afternoon with a request. “Mr. Marshall, I have another woman that came to apply for the Assistant’s position.”

“Haven’t we already filled that position?” I asked, somewhat confused.

“Yes sir, we have,” Julie answered with an odd smile, “But I think that you should probably talk with this applicant yourself. I believe that she has some outstanding qualities.”

The fact was, I was annoyed to be bothered with an interview this late in the day. I would have much preferred to have allowed Julie to properly thank me for letting her hire Fa Ke Mi. “All right,” I growled. “I’ll give her fifteen minutes.”

Julie walked up beside me and said gently, “Trust me, Rob. You’ll not want to limit yourself with this woman.” She chuckled and dropped a piece of paper in front of me. “Please come in Wanda,” she called through the open door.

As the woman came through the doorway, Julie said, “Wanda, this is Mr. Marshall.” Turning back to me she said, “Mr. Marshall, this is Wanda’s application.”

Looking up I saw a stunning blonde with a body from Playboy magazine. Afraid that my mouth was open I quickly looked down so that I could review her application.

Reading her name, I stuttered, “Good afternoon Ms. Want a Lot of Cock.”

“Oh, Mr. Marshall, that’s Wanda Lota Koch. It’s true that in Germany my last name is pronounced ‘caulk,’ however, here I pronounce it to sound like KOSH.”

“My apologies Ms. Kosh.” I stammered. “May I just call you Wanda?”

“Of course,” she smiled at me.

Seeing her smile and the way her tongue peeped out between her teeth and lips triggered a memory of a television commercial I had seen.

“Wanda, you look familiar. Where have I seen you before?”

“I’ve had some exposure on TV recently. Maybe you saw the commercials I did for You know, the dating site for older women looking to date younger men.”

“Yes! That’s it,” I said

“I also got a lot of exposure for some rather risqué videos I’ve done in the past. I hope that will not stand against me Mr. Marshall.”

“Uhm … No, it shouldn’t, Wanda,” I said taking the time to examine her more closely.

Seated on the low chair in front of my desk, she was magnificent. She had long blond hair reaching down past her shoulders, bright blue eyes, and long legs exposed to mid-thigh. Her most attention-grabbing feature was what appeared to be size 36 DDD tits, which I could easily see due to the top three buttons of her blouse being undone.

All of a sudden I couldn’t help myself from blurting out, “Are those real?”

She followed the direction of my gaze and blushed. “Do you mean my babies, Mr. Marshall? Yes, they are one hundred percent natural, no additives, fully ready for consumption. Would you like to check them out for yourself?” she said, walking around my desk to stand in front of me.

She undid the remaining buttons on her blouse, slipped it off and placed her hands on the arms of my chair as she leaned forward. Her tits hung down in front of me and my mouth hung open.

“Feel free to check them out, sir.”

My hands cupped the biggest, heaviest mass of titty flesh I had ever seen. Her areolae were the size of small saucers and capped by nipples that were as big as half my thumb. I grasped the nipples and tugged on them.

“See, Mr. Marshall, all me, nothing artificial. Oh … Sir! You have such a firm executive grip on the situation. I can see that I will react well to your firm grasp,” she moaned.

She leaned her head towards me and her pretty tongue parted my lips. I swear that this woman could give you a tonsillectomy if her tongue was sharp. Faced with this situation, I just had to kiss her back.

‘Noblesse Oblige’, as the French say.

Drawing back, she smiled at me. “How very forceful you are. I appreciate that in a man I will be working under. Would you like to examine the other assets I can bring to your firm?”

I ran my hand up along the inside of her thigh until I reached her panties. Cupping her crotch, I felt the dampness. “Why don’t you remove those? I think you will feel more comfortable and I want to make a full examination before making my final decision as to whether we will hire you.”

Her eyes twinkled and that same smile came on her face. “Of course, Mr. Marshall. I admire a man who makes informed decisions. Would you permit me to remove my skirt also? I want to ensure you get the full picture.”

“Yes, Wanda,” I responded. “I can see how it would certainly give me that opportunity.”

She slipped off her skirt and it fell around her ankles. She stood there with her legs parted and a smile on her lips. “Go ahead Mr. Marshall. You will see that I have no secrets from you. I am ‘holely’ open to your examination.”

My fingers parted her pussy lips and entered her hot wet slit. I proceeded to slide them in and out of her pink inner flesh while using my thumb to rub the clit. She drenched my hand with her juices. Taking my hand in hers, she brought it to my mouth.

“Have a taste Mr. Marshall. They tell me I am very sweet and creamy. I would value your executive opinion on that point.”

“Very nice,” I mumbled with her fingers in my mouth.

“Thank you, Sir. I trust your executive expertise in these matters as you certainly had a very informed technique of how to handle me in that situation. Permit me to show you another side of me,” she said turning around and presenting me with a pair of deliciously rounded ass cheeks. “Feel free to test them. They are very firm and resilient.”

She settled herself on my lap with her ass just under my gaze. I couldn’t help but caress those magnificent globes.

“You might want to see how I can take a firm guiding hand to show me when I’ve been perhaps mistaken in my actions, Mr. Marshall.”

“Are you suggesting that I would spank you?” I asked.

“Yes, you will see that I’m very resilient and appreciate a firm masterful executive hand to show me the error of my ways.”

I was having a very hard time believing where this interview was leading.

My cock was making a bulge in my trousers trying to fight itself out of confinement. I spanked her pretty butt till my hand ached. I gazed in admiration at the deep red blush I was imparting to her ass cheeks.

Overcome with lust I parted those globes and saw a perfect little pink rose. I could feel her pussy dripping and used her juices to lubricate my fingers, which I thrust deep into her ass.

“Ooh! Mr. Marshall, that’s a very thorough investigation of my ass … sets. It shows that you indeed do not leave anything to chance, Sir. I can’t help but feel that I have caused some stress for you. Perhaps if you permitted me to take my oral exam it might help you ‘cum’ to a decision about my future employment.”

“Why, what a great idea, Wanda. I am very impressed by your drive and incisive thought process,” I said, placing her on her feet and dropping my pants.

Kneeling in front of me, she used her hand to pull out my throbbing cock. It was already glistening with pre-cum.

“Why Mr. Marshall, what an impressive baton you wield,” she said, looking up and smiling at me. “You can almost say it’s a marshal’s baton which would be so fitting for a leader of men such as yourself.”

I felt her long velvety tongue s lather my parts from my asshole to the tip of my cock with her saliva. My back arched against my chair and my hips thrust forward burying my cock down her throat. It took all my resolve not to just blast my load down her open mouth. I held back wanting to see just how far she would go.

She kept taking more and more, slowly getting all of my eight inches into her mouth. I could feel myself throb as she swallowed me into her throat. Finally, I could take no more and jetted long streams of cum into her. She swallowed the entire load while milking my balls to give her more cum.

Licking me clean she sat back on her heels and smiled up at me. “Mr. Marshall, I hope that proves to you that I’ll go all the way to providing you satisfaction at my job. I don’t hold back or gag even at the most difficult of tasks.”

“Wanda, you certainly showed me that you can give satisfaction. Yes, I do think that we can continue with the interview process,” I said while stuffing my cock back into my pants.

“Now subject to you passing an interview with Julie, my executive assistant, I think we can offer you a position with the firm. You would, of course, be working directly under her.”

“I see,” she said. “I can see that this is an equal opportunity firm. I do believe that I can fully satisfy Julie’s needs and demands, Mr. Marshall. What position are you considering for me, Sir?”

“Well, I think the title would be ‘Permanent Special Assistant’. Yes, I think that would satisfy the IRS requirements.”

She laughed at that and asked, “By permanent, I take it you mean screwed on a desk?”

“You are so perceptive, Wanda,” I replied, smiling at her. “Would such a position satisfy your holes needs? Oh, I’m sorry… I mean, your whole needs.”

“Why yes, it would certainly be fulfilling not to say filling, Mr. Marshall. What would be the duties and pay scale?” she said, bursting out in laughter.

“As to the duties, your primary responsibility would be to provide stress relief for my two brothers and myself. We all have very stressful jobs and will need you to enable us to perform at peak efficiency.” I replied.

“Oh, Mr. Marshall if your brothers are as well endowed with executive talent as you are, it will be a pleasure to make their days more productive. Do you have other duties in mind for me?”

“Yes, Wanda, your days will be quite full, as well as some after-hours duties for which we will require your services, ” I replied.

“My god, this job sounds like a dream ‘cum’ true. What’s the nature of these after-hours assignments, if I may ask?”

“There are occasionally very special clients we receive that will require some personal attention. The success of the firm is based on giving them a very special and intimate treatment. You would act as their hostess when they are in town.”

“I will be glad to give them my ‘hole’ attention and ensure that all their needs are met, sir. This would appear to be a very important function in my responsibilities. I presume that would be reflected in the pay scale. Anything else, Sir?” she asked giggling.

“Just the usual tasks that Julie might set for you. Oh yes, I forgot … We do take trips to exotic locations such as the Cayman Islands, Hawaii … “

“Oh I love to travel. I want to go around the world with you guys,” she exclaimed giving me a wink.

“Now as to remuneration, I think we’ll start you at fifty-thousand dollars year. Of course, any expenses on trips will be covered and in addition, should a client sign on because of your rendered services, there will be a bonus. You’ll also receive a monthly clothing and makeup allowance. Dental and medical coverage are provided. How does that sound?”

“That sounds just great. When would I start?” she asked.

I pressed my intercom button and asked Julie to come in. “Julie I think we should hire Wanda. Of course, since she will be working under you, the final decision will be yours.”

Julie looked at Wanda sitting there naked in the chair. I could almost see her salivate as she asked Wanda to join her.

“Cum with me, dear,” she said as she reached behind Wanda and cupped her pussy from behind. “We have to get to know each other better and do the required paperwork .”

“Ooh! That feels so good. I do want to get to know you in depth,” giggled Wanda. “I know that I’m going to love this job.”

The lecherous look on Julie’s face told me that Wanda would be hired. I smiled and started to tidy the unfinished chores I still had to do. About forty-five minutes later, I got up to leave for the day. Going into the outer office, I saw hat Julie was still at her desk.

“So Julie, what do you think? Shall we hire her?” I asked.

“Do bears shit in the woods, Mr. Marshall? Of course, we are. I saw that unstressed look on your face when you called me in. Was she good?”

“Julie, that woman could suck the chrome off a bumper hitch. I’m happy that you concur.”

“Well, she also has a very talented mouth and fingers, I have to tell you,” she smiled at me.

I smiled back. “Julie, you are such a naughty woman. Is she gone by the way?”

“Oh, not yet. I taught her how to make coffee,” she said pointing to a half dozen empty coffee cups on her desk. "She is on coffee break right now.”

“Where did she go?” I asked.

“Wanda only drinks filtered coffee with whipped cream. She is under my desk whipping and frothing the cream while I filter the coffee for her. Oh, and by the way, I have called for a training session tomorrow. She and Fa Ke Mi, our new intern, have to have some bonding time.”

I almost choked at that point. “You expect me to pay overtime for your training session.”

“Of course, I do. I also expect you to show up to give us all your deep input and clarify the fine points. I am sure both of them will be ‘bound’ to enjoy that and be ‘holely’ available for your executive touch.”

“I see it’s a good plan. Why don’t you put yourself in for a raise for that excellent initiative?” I replied .

As I turned to leave I heard Wanda say, “Thank you, Mr. Marshall. See you tomorrow.”

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Edited by JefferyB.