I admit it, I've been a slut ever since I hit puberty. I'm damn near a full blown nymphomaniac.
There wasn't a cock I wouldn't suck, a cunt I wouldn't lick, threesomes, foursomes, orgies, bondage, pet play, humiliation, exhibitionism you name it I've most likely done it.
You can imagine how quickly word spreads in a small town, which also stopped me from getting a steady job. I was one step away from becoming a prostitute.
But wanting to control my life I managed to move away. Far away, so no one had heard of me or could hear the stories about me. I managed to rent a small apartment, get several interviews set up and even abstain from sex for a while.
That's to say, I stopped going out and finding people to fuck, ever since I moved you can bet my toy collection has been getting a good workout.
But hopefully, with my final interview tomorrow, I get the job and I get my life on track and under control.
Or at least, that was the plan.
I woke up late, my phone having died in the middle of the night cause, like the idiot I am, I forgot to charge it.
Skipping breakfast I rushed to get ready; showered, hair dried and brushed into my usual cute bob, bit of light make up, bra on to stop my girls bouncing around too much, shirt, skirt, jacket, bag, shoes and out the door only just on time.
Rushing through the crowded streets I manage to get to the photography studio on time, checking my reflection I brushed some hair back, checked my make up, deep breath to calm down, and in I step, the receptionist typing away as I do.
"Hi, I'm Melody Flinch, I have a final interview with the manager today" I greet them, smiling pleasantly as they looked up at me, and looked me over. Turning back to the computer they quickly type something and press the mouse a few times.
"Here we go Ms. Flinch," they replied once they found what they were looking for "You've still got sometime till your interview, it's down the hall, turn right and third door on your left. Good luck."
"Thanks." I say as I follow their directions., eventually finding the door and some chair next to it. sitting down I let out a sigh, checking the wall clock I could see I was 5 minutes early to my interview time. Opening my bag I pull out my paperwork, checking just in case I forgot something.
Well, I didn't forget any paperwork, but as I shifted in my seat I realised I did forget two things.
Some panties, and some stockings.
Closing my eyes and hating myself I took a deep breath and tried to keep calm. Sure my skirt didn't reach my knees and if it rode up I risked flashing someone, but as long as I stayed mindful and kept my legs close together all I'm showing off are my legs, which I got to admit are good.
Putting my papers back in my bag, resting my head again the wall behind the chair I tried to stay calm.
New city.
New life.
I'm not going to screw it up this time, I'm keep my urges in check and do just my job, not my boss.
I will Not got on my knees for them and do dirty, debased, naughty sexual acts for them and to them.
Like, sucking their cock or licking their cunts... eating their ass whenever they want.... or letting them feel me up and spank me... or hold me down as they line up with one of my holes and
"OKAY ENOUGH OF THAT!" I think to myself, screaming in my mind as I felt a heat between my legs as I couldn't stop remembering my past deeds "Calm down and focus. Focus on the job, that you need to get. Focus on the work."
Taking a deep breath again I let it out slow.
"It'll be fine. Everything will be fine. I can focus, I can stay focused. Unless my boss is ridiculously hot it'll be no problem."
Hearing the door to the office I saw my soon-to-be boss step out and look at me
"Oh No!" I scream in my mind "They're So Fucking Hot!"