I arrive on time again and say hi to the Receptionist, who grins very widely. It is the same girl who was on Reception last week and had overheard the two of us at our last interview, through the intercom. I don't know how good the sound quality was, but she can't have been in any doubt about what was happening, especially as you became more and more vocal towards the end.
“Hello again, Simon,” she says. “Back for more?”
I smile and say “Yes, this is my second interview; I thought I was meeting with some others this time?”
She says, “Yes. In fact, you saw them both as you left last week. They are waiting for you now with Michelle, in the same office as before; but do make sure the intercom is off!" She flushes red as she remembers how she and the two girls had listened so intently and shared lurid comments about what seemed to be going on. Maybe she also remembers the subtle responses she felt in her own pussy at the real sounds of sex.
I am a little embarrassed too, at the prospect of meeting the two girls with Michelle this time, now knowing for sure that they had heard us performing before. Still, I take a deep breath and go into the office. You are sitting at the middle one of three chairs, facing another, on which you indicate I should sit. The two girls sit either side of you and they are the ones I remember from Reception last week. They were both memorable and quite distinctive in appearance.
One is a tall black girl, immaculate in every way, with perfect make-up, manicure and hair. Her skin glows with health and I can't help thinking that there is probably not a hair on her body, below the neck. She is so smooth and well-groomed, and wears a short skirt (the hem halfway up her long thighs). You introduce her as Kira, and she smiles widely, showing beautiful white teeth between her pink lipstick-covered lips. I notice the flick of a tongue-tip along her teeth as she smiles and I can't help noticing that she has quite large breasts pressing against the fabric of her white blouse. I think I can see the hint of dark areolae and proud button nipples through the material.
The second is a much smaller girl (I think partly Asian in background) whose skin contrasts completely with Kira. She is very slight in build and her skin is so pale, almost transparent, with rich shiny black hair reaching down towards her small breasts. Her eyes shine brightly as she looks at me and you introduce her as Mia. She smiles too and her small, red-lipped mouth opens slightly. It is very small, I think. She is also immaculately dressed and I wonder whether they have dressed specially for this meeting, or whether your office is always so fashionable.
“Hello, again, Simon,” you say, and grin. “I've told the girls all about you and shown them your papers”. You wave a file of papers which you had on the desk before and I can't help noticing that there are signs of cum spattered on the cover. But no-one else seems to see.
“They are impressed with your background and qualifications, but they'd like to get to know more about you as a person, before we finally decide. I have told them EVERYTHING about our first interview and they may have overheard part of it, so they are concerned that you may be so committed to me (and I to you) that you might not be able to give them the assistance that they need. I don't want there to be any question of favouritism here! We run a democratic office and although I can recommend you, I will need at least one of the girls here to agree, and preferably both, so that we can decide unanimously."
“OK,” I say, “I have no problem with that, just tell me what you want to know. I think I can provide whatever support and advice all three of you need, whenever you need it, but there have to be clear priorities about who I work for. In the end, I understand that it's you, Michelle, who is in charge, but if you don't need me at any time, I'm happy to put myself at the disposal of Kira and Mia. I assume that you would decide which of them gets priority over my time, if there's any conflict?”
“That's right,” you say, “that's exactly how it would have to work. They know that I am impressed with you, but they haven't seen you themselves except at Reception and wanted to talk to you here. Don't worry, we don't expect you to exhaust yourself today" (the girls both smile) "but they wanted to see you, 'in the flesh', as it were. You will be reporting to ALL of us, after all, even if I am your main boss. I will hand the interview over to them now and just stay here to observe. To make sure that everything is done fairly, I will use my mobile to record the interview, if that's OK with you, Simon.”
“Of course,” I say. “What do you want to know, Kira, Mia?” They gather up their chairs and move to sit closer on either side of me, angled towards me, as I face you between them. I look up at you and you nod in a knowing way, picking up your mobile and switching on the cam. “I may refer to this later,” you say, “if there's any debate about how good you are. Carry on, girls, I know you've told me already, but just ask him to do whatever you like.”
The girls are sitting facing me on either flank, while you sit directly ahead of me. Though the three of you seem to have some pre-prepared plan, I don't know what's really expected of me yet. I don't want to upset anyone by overstepping some mark, but the two girls just sit and stare into my face, so I look pleadingly at you. You roll your eyes exaggeratedly and say, “Girls, you have to learn how to INSTRUCT people! It may feel difficult to you, because he's older than you, but he will be working FOR you. You know you've both said that after overhearing our first interview, you wanted to see Simon's cock. Why can't you just tell him that?”
At least I now know what is expected, but I still wait for the girls to tell me themselves. Kira is the first to overcome her embarrassment and says, “Simon, we've heard lots of compliments from Michelle, about your .. er .. your body and we wanted to see for ourselves what it is really like. Could you show us, please?”
Then Mia joins in and says, “Will you show us yourself now, Simon? We won't touch, but we'd love to see!”
I say that is no problem to me and stand up between them, dropping my jeans and briefs down to the floor. They both sit back and say nothing more, so I sit down again and say, “Girls, please talk to me! I need to know what it is you want.”
I am sitting with my semi-hard cock stretched to one side, over my thigh and the girls lean forward to inspect it more closely. They both make approving noises and look up at each other. Kira turns to you and says, “Michelle, it is a very nice cock; now it seems even bigger than my boyfriend's.” Mia nods silently in agreement.
You say, ”Simon, I'm so sorry, they seem dumbstruck; but I know they really want to see you hard. Girls, you have to give Simon instruction and some encouragement!” With that, you stand and remove your panties with a flourish, sitting back down with your legs apart and facing me. I don't know whether to look into your eyes or your pussy, but my cock twitches approvingly on my thigh. The girls notice this and follow your lead, both quickly removing their panties.
They are sitting much closer now and I can see straight away that my instinct about Kira is correct. She is completely smooth around her pussy and there is a sort of gloss to her skin which makes it shine. Her pussy is a deep, dark, narrow slit, with only the slightest sign of lips protruding, but a mound at the front above her hidden clit.