The Interview

Chapter 7

"Why'd you stop?"

"I love working as Phil's secretary. And I can still do things like 
this now and then. The ... benefits are better."

I climbed out of my shirt. Stephanie unpinned her blonde hair and 
fluffed it; it came cascading down over her shoulders and around her 
breasts.

"You have beautiful hair," I said.

"Thanks. You've got a great body."

I smiled, undoing my bra. I peeled the sweaty material off over my 
breasts; I wished I'd had a chance to take a shower. Phil had really 
worked me around!

"I'll let you finish," said Stephanie. "I'm going to stretch out."

I got out of my panties as Stephanie went over to the bed. She got onto 
it and stretched her way into the splits; I watched intently around the 
screen as she spread wide and raised her arms up so I could see her 
breasts perfectly. She was really built, it was incredible that she'd 
ever quit modeling. It was too bad, too ... but I was going to get to 
work with her!

John entered; he was holding a small bundle. I ducked behind the 
screen, though I didn't know why. Whenever I model I try to keep my 
body out of sight till I'm ready to do the actual shooting. I guess it 
turns me on more that way.

"Here you go," said John, handing me the bundle over the screen's top. 
"Let me know how you like it."

He had handed me a thick leather collar - like a dog collar, sort of a 
leash. I was a little surprised, I hadn't expected something like this! 
But Stephanie would have to keep control of me ...

Then I lifted my hair out of the way and put on the collar, watching 
myself in the mirror, I got incredibly turned on. I left the leash off; 
I'd let Stephanie put that one on me.

I walked out; Stephanie smiled at me.

"You're great," she said. "Very sexy."

"I'm all set," said John. "Get on the bed."

I walked over and climbed onto the bed, staying on my knees. Stephanie 
got to her knees, too, so we were just even. Her huge breasts hung 
before me; I eased my hands up and touched them. My whole body tingled 
with anticipation.

"I'm really going to enjoy this," she whispered.

"Put the leash on the nightstand," John said. "We'll get into the 
dominant stuff in a bit."

I tossed the leash over, he took the first picture and Stephanie and I 
got started. She leaned forward, pressing her tits into my hands, I 
stroked them gently as our faces came together. Stephanie parted her 
lips and pressed them to mine, her tongue snaked into my mouth even 
though the camera wouldn't see it. I thrust my tongue back against 
hers; we started french-kissing deeply and then opened our mouths wide 
so John's shots picked up our tongues petting each other. We licked 
each other sensuously; Stephanie eased me down onto my back and started 
kissing my neck. She was really turning me on; her naked body was so 
beautiful! I felt her lips seething against my upper breasts; she 
licked them softly and then took one nipple in her lips and sucked at 
it. Her tongue flickered against my erect nipple and I gasped out a 
long, deep "Ohhh - uh!"

"That's great," said John, moving in close to get her mouth on my 
nipple. "Now bite it."

Stephanie bit my nipple lightly and brought her lips back, pulling up. 
I grunted softly as John clicked her teeth clamped on my nipple.

Stephanie licked down my body; I spread my legs wide and she slithered 
in between them. John cooed his approval as I caught my breath; 
Stephanie's tongue danced mere inches from my aching, dripping cunt.