As Ashley Mendes sashayed into the paralegal office known as Bagwell and Associates, she spoke to an older lady, who was the secretary in front of her who was on the phone.

 “Excuse me, can you point me to Mr. Bagwell’s office? I have a job interview,” She said in her most cordial voice.

“Hold on,” The older lady said. “Mr. Bagwell’s office is all the way to the back, slightly to the right, honey.”

“Thank you, ma’am.”

“You’re welcome,” The secretary said, smiling at her. Ashley promptly left. The lady watched her leave.

“I know his tastes too well. Too well. I was just like you once upon a time, honey...” She said to herself while calling the boss, saying, “Mr. Bagwell, your appointment is here.”

Ashley took a deep breath before making her way to Marcus Bagwell’s office. She felt some looks from the males that worked there as she walked to his office, which was nothing new. Ashley was a petite, yet curvaceous woman. She was used to it. In fact, she took it as a compliment whenever a set of eyes laid on her ass. Right before she got to the boss’s office, she saw a friendly face...

“Ashley?"

“Christian?" Ashley replied.

“Oh my God, Ashley Mendes. I haven’t seen your fine ass in years! What, college?" Christian said.

“Yeah! You work here?"

“Yeah, my uncle is the boss here. He can be a bit of a hardass. They say nepotism. I say this: I’ve seen people get hired for less than me. Graduated with honors, spotless resume, and I had to still convince Uncle Marcus. But, you’re here for an interview, right?" Christian said.

“Yeah.”

Christian Woodson smiled and said, “You got this, Ash. Trust me. High five.”

“Oh no, not here,” She said.

“Yes, here. For old times' sake!”

Christian and Ashley did a high five-low five combo which ended up in them both slapping their buttocks.

“God, I missed that,” Christian said.

The two went to college together and even dated for a while before Ashley got her current boyfriend.

“Christian! Back to work,” A deep voice said.

He promptly went back, and whispered to her in a sing-song voice:

“That's my uncle. You've got this.”

“Ashley Mendes?" Mr. Bagwell said.

“Yes, sir?"

“Nice to meet you. Welcome to Bagwell and Associates. I see you’ve met my... interesting nephew.” Mr. Bagwell said.

“We actually know each other, sir. Old friends.”

“Oh, old flame, I presume? You do know that fraternization is extremely frowned upon here, right?" He said.

“Oh, yes, sir.”

“Let’s cut to the chase. Your grades are impressive. Very impressive. You and my nephew went to school together. Just noticed that. Interesting. Your last job, as a paralegal, what happened?"

“You know, sir, a lot of personal family things got in the way of my job at the time. Now I’m ready for this chapter,” Ashley said.

“What made you want to come to Bagwell and Associates?"

“After I left my first job, I did some soul-searching. I wanted something challenging. You’re one of the top firms in the city. This city is one of the biggest in the country. Some don’t like change. I embraced it,” Ashley said, with increasing confidence.

“Lastly... this question is quite simple. Why law?" Mr. Bagwell said.

“People like me and Christian and you always get the short end of the stick here. This system is very flawed. That simple. I’m just doing my part. Everybody should,” Ashley said.

Mr. Bagwell nodded.

“Amen. But Miss Mendes, this is essentially the same thing I said in my first interviews. You need to set yourself apart. In the meantime... We’ll call you,” Mr. Bagwell said.

“Mr. Bagwell, Mr. Bagwell, Mr. Bagwell... Wait. Marcus...” Ashley boldly stated. “I need this job.”

“How bad?"

At this point, this is where Ashley realized what Christian was trying to tell her subliminally.

“Really bad,” Ashley said, bending over his desk. Ashley’s cleavage showed slightly. She saw that he was looking at her somewhat small yet cute breasts and unbuttoned her blouse a bit for more than a peek. She then thought, 'Could this work?'

She got her answer very quickly.

“Ashley, I must ask you about my nephew,” Mr. Bagwell said.

“Yeah?”

“How were his... lovemaking skills?"

“What?" She said, laughing. “We dated, but... How’d you know?"

“I could tell. Christian has something for you,” Mr. Bagwell started. “And so do I...”

“Huh?" Ashley exclaimed.

Before she could finish, the older Marcus Bagwell kissed the young woman named Ashley Mendes passionately.

“Mmm, mmm...”

Ashley broke off the kiss.

“Wait. This is wrong. I have a boyfriend. I’m kissing my ex’s uncle on a job interview,” She said.

“You do need this job, do you, Miss Mendes? I’ve done some messed up stuff. I can give your young entitled ass some stories,” Mr. Bagwell said.

At that point, Ashley got annoyed and she got determined. She then kissed Marcus Bagwell harder and with more aggression.

“Entitled, huh?"

Ashley then unzipped Marcus Bagwell’s pants, pulling them down. She pulled out his erect member, spitting on it and deep throating immediately. Mr. Bagwell’s hands drifted up her skirt as a trail of saliva left Ashley’s pouty glossed lips.

“Mmm, you like that? Say you like that,” Ashley commanded.

“Mmm, I like that.”

Ashley then sucked his rock hard erection for a little bit longer while she shook her buttocks. Mr. Bagwell then slowly unzipped her skirt. Ashley stopped sucking.

“Ooh, you like my ass, huh? No surprise. You want me to pop it? You want me to pop this pussy?" Ashley teased.

Marcus Bagwell gave her curvaceous ass a smack. Ashley then faced the wall. She looked back at him as she shook her ass. Marcus Bagwell slowly lowered her lace panties. He put his face in between her ass cheeks. She moaned slightly, then forced his head in.

“Oh! Lick my pussy! Lick my fucking pussy till I cum! Ughhhh, yeah! I’m so wet. Put your fucking dick in me!"

Mr. Bagwell then spat on Ashley’s tight wet treasure. He then entered her.

“Ugh... It’s so tight.”

“Ugh! Hehe. Thanks... You like that pussy? Say you want more of it,” She commanded.

Mr. Bagwell penetrated her with faster strokes.

“I want more of it.”

As Mr. Bagwell fucked Ashley, he looked at her curvaceous cheeks. He slapped them numerous times.

“Yeah. Tell me you want this job. Tell me!"

Her ass got red with lust.

“I want this job!"

“Tell me how bad you want this job!" He said, commanding her.

“I want it badddd...” Ashley said moaning, with him groping her breasts through her blouse.

“Take this dick then,” He said, while he moisturized his fingers. He then penetrated her anally. “Take it.”

Ashley bit her lip, fighting a scream. He went slow.

“Take it. Take it. You want this job. You want it. Take this dick. Yeah...” He said, before smacking it again.

“Ugh! Ugh! Yeahhhhh...”

“Look back at me. Look back at me,” Mr. Bagwell said as Ashley did it. “Do you want this job?"

“I want this job,” She said, moaning.

“Turn around,” Mr. Bagwell commanded.

At this point, her blouse was open. He inserted his rock hard erection in her again.

The two matched eyes as Ashley’s breasts bounced. As Ashley Mendes moaned, Marcus Bagwell can only think of one thing...

“I’m coming. I’m coming. Ughhhhh...”

Marcus shot his juices on her midsection and said:

“You’re hired.”

Not that much later...
 

“So how’d it go?" Christian Woodson said.

“Nailed it," She said, proudly.

“That’s my girl!" Christian replied.

They did their high-five combination.