Motel Maid: The Interview

I have the express permission to publish this with the help of Dwarvakiin, who helped write it. Thank you for your creativity, patience, and dedication to create this steamy scene. I hope you all can enjoy this as much as we did... Enjoy!

Lonnie's dad and her, just got into a big fight. He threatened to kick her out and cut her off, if she didn't get a job. As if college classes wasn't hard enough, now she had to work. She scanned the local paper and browsed online.

Finding one for a motel that seemed decent enough, pay and hours that fit her schedule, she submitted her meager resume and got an in person interview set up for the following day.

She dressed up in slacks, button up shirt, sneakers, and did her long red hair up in a high pony. Thinking she didn't want to overdress but still wanted to look professional.

She drove her pink bmw convertible to the motel and stepped out. She looked at the time. "Perfect. Just a few minutes early."

She walked up to the office and rang the bell. "Hello anyone here? I'm here for the interview." She called out hoping someone will hear.

Hearing the voice of the candidate he had booked in today, he sighed, checked his watch and stood up, moping as he slowly made his way to the front.

As he got there, he noticed that she was actually attractive and immediately his demeanor changed, putting a smile across his face and his posture upright.

He held out his hand for her, trying not to be too obvious that he was checking her out. "Well, hello there Miss?"

As Lonnie was expecting some older man, probably late 40's, not some young good looking guy, she fumbled on her first words. "I.. uh... hi. Lonnie... job want..." She shook her head and flushed red, embarrassed.

She looked down at the floor and tried again. "I'm sorry." She cleared her throat and thoughts, not looking up. "I'm Lonnie. I need a job. Are you the hiring manager?" She looked up slowly gaining some semblance of confidence as she spoke, internally kicking herself for her lousy first impression.

He nodded a little, watching her stumble and observing the scarlet shade of her skin, trying not to so obviously check her out.

"Uh, well yes. I run the whole place really. Could you tell me your sort of job history?" He asked inquisitively, clicking his pen and whipping out a notepad.

It was his first ever time running a job interview so his nerves were running high, his throat dry, so he sipped on some water to help.

She looked around anywhere but his face. "Well I don't have much job history. This is my first one, if I get the job. My dad is going to cut off my funding and college money if I don't get a job. And I can't have that. So I'm here hoping, and how hard could making beds be?" The words now tumble out too fast, and too much, going full circle.

Her eyes finally settled on him. She smiled as he was quite attractive. "I'll work hard, and go above and beyond just show me what I need to do." Her voice a little too pleading and whiney.

He shruged a little, pulling a bit of a face as he heard her comments regarding her job history. He had already guessed she hadn't had a job yet, but now it was certain, and he had her trapped.

Their eyes met, his mind already considering the possibilities of how to make her work for the job.

He leaned back, let out a deep breath and shifted, clicking his pen again to hide the nib, touching the top of his pen on the table and running it toward her.

"Oh it's not too hard, it just needs a lot of," he paused for dramatic effect and continued, "Determination. Do you think you have what it takes?"

Lonnie tried to relax as her nerves were getting the best of her. She took a calming breath and let it out nice and slow.

"I am highly confident that I can do this job. The hours would be perfect for me. I could still go to school and have time on the weekends." She gave him her million dollar smile that usually got her what she wanted.

"Please hire me. I'll do what you say. Just show me what to do." She ran her hands over her slacks nervously.

Excited at her smile, he flicked his tongue at his lips quickly, standing up as he did so. He brushed down his suit trousers, pushing the creases out and tucked his shirt in.

He inhaled deeply, pondering his next move as the realisation hit him.

"Well, how about I get you a uniform and you do a trial shift? Just get that, uh, blouse off for me and get into this." He fixed his tie before picking up a uniform for her, a plain black dress about knee height.

His contagious smile made her grin even wider. Their eyes met again and she nodded in agreement as if mesmerized until it registered what he just said.

"I... uh... okay. I'd like a trial and I suppose I have to wear the uniform... but I'll need a changing room." She took the plain black dress from him, looking at it with a note of disgust as it clearly was not her style, or cute.

"Ummm... a bathroom?" She asked looking around hesitant, but excited as it seemed like she might just get this job after all.

He tutted a little, buttoning his suit jacket and looking up at her. "Hm... no. I need to check for tattoos. We don't allow any gang affiliations here."

He stepped close to her, pulling on the front of her top and revealing a little more of her cleavage for him to see. "So you just take it off, right here, for me." His voice, calm and demanding.

She stammered at his boldness and proximity. Backing up as best she could from him. "I... I don't have any... not in a gang." She stammered out. Her eyes again met his and there was something in them that was erotic and sexy. Her green orbs breaking away while her breath stuck in her throat.

She nodded biting her lip. "I think... highly unprofessional. But... I need the job." She hesitated again, slowly now, as she undid the first few buttons of her shirt, revealing a hot pink push-up bra and ample D cup cleavage.

Smirking at her following orders already, he stepped as close as possible without them being against each other, placed his hands on her bra strap.

"Hmm... nice... that needs to come off too." He mumbled to her as he looked her up and down, his eyes on her perfect breasts.

Feeling his trousers tighten in the crotch, he subtly adjusted himself with one hand.

Lonnie felt his hands on her back and how close he was and began to panic. 'I don't need the job this bad. I'm not going to stand here naked in front of this pervert.' She thought backing up and pushing him away.

"No no no. That's too much. Creep." She said scowling, doing up her shirt. She smacked his hands down off her body and looked down. Lonnie's pesky, perky nipples, poking through her bra giving away that she, in fact, was quite turned on.

"Clearly you can see I don't have any tattoos. Now if you don't mind." She held up her hands defensively, gauging her options. Run out? Slink back? Fight? Her mind going every which way in the span of a beat of her heart.

He held her shoulders tightly, one hand moving toward her face and placed his finger on her lips.

"Shh... in that case, why don't you just take off those pants, so I can check your lower half? Then I'll get you started here." His calming voice and demeanor sent shivers down her spine. He ran his finger down from her lips, along her chest and down to her belly button.

"We both know you need this job... so let me help you..." He smirked as he whispered to her.

She bit her lip looking at him again. She shook her head in protest. "I can't... can't do that. I didn't... not wearing panties..." Again, he had Lonnie so flustered, she was unsure of what to do. She just knew that she could not take off her pants.

As he ran his finger over her belly he discovered her navel piercing, and toyed with it gently.

She looked away from his eyes and at the floor again. Now up against a window, or door. She could not tell as she had been scooting away from him. Nowhere to go now except out the door. 'Where is the door?' She thought, scanning again.

"I do... need the job." Lonnie coughed lightly and swallowed, "But I..." damn those eyes and penetrating gaze, "Okay. Help me... I mean no. I can't! I... I..."

'Great naked for my very first job interview. This is not what I'd planned on. At least he's handsome.' Her thoughts again worked on her morals wearing her down. Her breathing shallow and her heart thumping out of her chest.

Watching the conflict in her eyes, he took both hands and gripped gently but firmly on the front of her trousers, his eyes fixed in hers.

There was a seriousness in his eyes that was interrupted for a second with a mischievous look as he leaned into her, his lips close enough to her ear, that the warm breath, wet her ear slightly.

"You're doing so well... why don't you let me take these off for you? You don't need to be nervous..." He whispered as he started to slowly pull down on her trousers.

As he leaned in closer to her, she froze. Her breath caught in her throat and she was unable to do anything, even resist him. She felt the warm breath on her ear and his words of encouragement.

"I... I think I should get..." She looked down and watched her pants slide over her hips. "Bonus pay for this..." She pinched her legs together so he was unable to see her bare pussy lips fully, but her thighs and shaved legs were on display. Her soft pale skin free and clear of all hair and tattoos.

"Do you inspect all your maids like this?" She was now trembling with nervous excitement. Seeing the door off to the side, she figured she was now pressed up against glass, the window. Her bare ass, able to be seen by anyone outside.

Pulling her trousers down, he inspected her thighs and slid his hands onto her bare hips, holding her close to him as he looked back up at her.

He felt a slight smirk across his face at her quip regarding a bonus, happy with her cheekiness and taking pleasure in her awkwardness.

Pushing slightly into her, her body pressed against the glass and her ass squished against it, his own semi hard cock easily felt on her leg.

"Hmm..." he pondered, "You think you're worthy of all that?"

Still shaky, she watched her pants slide down even more. Her legs pinched harder at the cool feel of the glass against her backside.

She squirmed feeling his cock press into her and his hands holding her in place. "Please tell me there's not... mmmm..." she moaned softly, "Anyone outside." She bit her lip and gnawed on it.

Her belly clenched and it forced her forward into him. Her shaking hands were at her sides, still frozen and at his mercy. Her body heated up and she replied, "I'm worth every penny."

Peeking over her shoulder, he spotted one person walking past who quickly glanced over and kept on going. "Uh, nobody," he muttered, as they tangled.

He took hold of one of her hands, moving it onto his abs, just above his crotch. His body against hers, he whispered into her ear softly, "Show me."

He planted a small peck on her ear lobe as they gently embraced, holding her lower back with his one free hand.

Feeling a little sad and very bold, Lonnie spoke up. "Oh? Sad. I've always enjoyed a little risk. I would have..." She was interrupted by him grabbing her hand and she sucked in a breath.

She ran her hands over his abs just above his crotch. "I better get this job." she said, running her fingers over his pants. She closed her eyes and breathed, trying to calm her fast beating heart.

"About that bonus." she said more than asked. Scooting her hand lower over his bulge, she squeezed it in her fist. "Let's discuss terms." Her face lit up with mischievous desire.

He let out a tiny yelp as she squeezed too hard, pain radiating, but still causing him to harden slightly more. Her words regarding the risk of being seen echoed in his mind as he felt her touch.

Refusing to be beaten, he used his free hand to cup her perky breast, slipping it under her bra and clamping her nipple between his fingers.

"Yes, let's..." he groaned, as he began to slide his other hand away from her grasp and onto her plump, round ass.

She lightened her grip and rubbed gently on the front of his crotch. Her eyebrow arching in surprise. "Sorry didn't mean to." She quickly apologized for her grip being too hard.

She moaned softly and her stomach clenched again when he grabbed her breast and nipple. "Ohhhh. Mmmm." Her eyes closed and her head tilted back.

Lonnie leaned forward allowing him access to what was pressed into the window. "So I want top pay," she said, starting the negotiations. "$25 an hour and two days off each week."

He instantly relaxed a little with her softer touch, his cock pulling in her hand as she rubbed it. He looked deeply into her eyes, acknowledging her current situation.

His hand on her breast moved swiftly to her back, unhooking her bra in one smooth motion and returning to massage her breast. Feeling the pure excitement of her on him, he held her close.

With his other hand, he slid it on her ass cheeks, cupping one tightly and feeling the warmth coming from within.

"Not a chance darling. $16 an hour, 2 days off every two weeks," he countered.

Lonnie gasped as her bra fell away but did not try and cover. The scene unfolding before her eyes was so sexy and erotic, she felt empowered by it and braver as time went on.

She moaned with his hand on her ass and now naked breast. She leaned forward even more spreading her cheeks before sinking back into the window. Anyone watching would have a rather clear view of everything back there.

She held his gaze, needing this to play out to her benefit. She suddenly let go of his cock at the low ball offer and shook her head. "$22 an hour, two days off, and Fridays I wear anything you say." She countered back, thinking he might like some outfit control.

Leaning his face to hers, he used the hand on her ass to rub gently on her hole, running it around the rim.

He tutted at her softly and moved as if to kiss her, holding just millimeters from her lips to whisper back. "If you'll also clean my office in a maximum of just underwear, twice a week, then you got yourself a deal."

He could not take the teasing any longer, his cock urging him to take her. His body trying desperately to hold out until she agreed.

Knowing she was caught, and thinking it a good deal, she accepted it. She leaned in really closely to his ear and whispered, "I suppose you'll be watching me the entire time I clean your office? You have a deal then." She sealed it with a soft kiss on his cheek. Her breathing hot and heavy as she moaned again right in his ear.

"Mmmm. Fuck." Loving the ass play, just as much as pussy and nipple play, Lonnie moaned again and again. "I think you're going to like having hired me. Maybe even your customers too."

She grabbed hold of his cock again, but this time, slipped her hand down his pants to grab it bare. Stroking him gently as she added one more thing. "Anything else you'd like? We can discuss bonus pay."

At the touch of her hand on his cock, he shivered a little, turning his head, he started to slowly, gently kiss her lips.

Excited in the current moment, he picked her up by her ass, his fingers pressing against her asshole and the very tip almost entering her. "Maybe we just... table that conversation for when you've proven you deserve this job..." His voice broke off mid sentence.

A small moan left his mouth as she held his cock, throbbing in her hand while his body pressed against her perfect tits.

The kiss on her lips was a surprise, but a welcomed one. She had been holding back, unsure how far she should, or would go, now it seems like he wanted her to go all the way. She kissed him back softly, but it soon turned to eagerness.

Being lifted up by him, made

her squeal in delight, loving a man who was strong and capable enough to man handle her small frame.

A whimper escaped her lips when he pressed into her ass, which made her grip into him tighter. She began stroking him faster.

Their bodies entwined and she wrapped her legs around him. It opened her up fully to him to do what he wanted. She had to let go of his cock needing her arms around him. She fully leaned into him pressing her body into his chest.

"And how do I prove I deserve this job?" She asked, knowing already the response, but she wanted to hear his sexy mouth say it out loud.

One hand leaving her ass, he took hold of his cock and slipped the tip against her, rubbing it against her wet pussy. His cock throbbed at the feeling and the length grew to its full potential, just barely dipping into her.

He whispered against her lips as she moaned into his mouth, staring into her eyes, "Just like this." He muttered as he realized she was likely more of a public slut.

He squeezed on her ass tightly, lowering her onto his tip very slightly.

"You let me use this tight little pussy, maybe I can throw in a clothing budget for you." He smirked as his cock pulsed on her wetness.

Lonnie felt his cock head against her pussy and let out a squeaky moan of pleasure, knowing that she was about to get fucked. She panted a few times as she clung to his body, letting him do what he wanted. 'Daddy won't know that my job will involve sex, but he doesn't need to know.' She thought.

"Okay." She whispered back, kissing him again, digging deeper into him with her nails.

"How about I let you use either hole, and you give me a budget for nails and pedicures too?" She sank down onto him, pushing the head into her all the way, penetrating herself on him, but pausing for his answer before she went fully down.

Not expecting the movement, he was shocked by the tight pussy enveloping his cock, nevertheless he pushed forward and whispered, "See? You are a hell of a negotiator..." as he pulled her down on his whole length slowly.

He went back to kissing her, as their bodies locked together, somewhat missing the feeling of her mouth and the taste of her lips. The pressure to fuck her was simply too much to not follow through.

In all honesty, this was not how he had imagined this interview going today. It had never happened before, but he knew that this meant it could happen with her again, and probably would happen.

Lonnie gasped as he was fully inside her now. She looked him dead in the eyes. "It's a deeeeeal. Mmmmm!" She was a little unsure of exactly what the details were, her horniness clouding her logical judgement.

She kissed him back with fervor now, wanting it and liking it, dare she say loving it? She began pulsing her hips up and down onto him, fucking herself on his cock. Her pussy wet, as it stretched to accommodate his size and girth.

Breathless and panting, she tried to recap the deal. "$22. Two. Days. Off. Clean your office. Twice in underwear. Budget for clothing. Manicures and facials. Friday I wear anything you say." Each time she spoke, she bounced on him as if sealing each part of that deal.

What she didn't realize is that with the clothing budget, she would most likely have to wear what he said everyday. She would also have to go shopping daily or weekly for outfits.

As she bounced, his cock pulsed with each movement. Gripping tightly on her asscheeks, he spread her hole for his own pleasure.

He was completely unaware of her own pleasure level, but fuck, did he love the feeling of her pussy slamming onto him like that. He could certainly get used to this being a more long term arrangement.

"Fuck you feel good... uh..." He tried to speak clearly as she bounced on him, but his breath simply would not allow it. "Yeah. $22. 2 off. Clothes. Nails and facials."

He moved his face from hers, shifting his kisses away and to her neck, planting them all over her neck and shoulders.

She moaned and squeaked almost unable to talk through the fucking. She tilted her head and her eyes rolled upwards into their sockets.

"Deal. Mmmm. Fuck. Deal. Yes. Ohhh yes!" She was so into it at this point she would probably agree to anything. She cried out and buried her head into his chest, where she kissed it.

Moaning even more, he kissed her neck and stretched her ass open. She was now putty in his hands, highly suggestible and open to him.

He shifted her legs over his arms, allowing himself to penetrate her deeper with each thrust, as he continued to bounce her rhythmically.

He noticed her answering positively almost immediately, as if she wasn't even listening, and decided to use this to his advantage.

"Then... you won't mind..." he huffed out with heavy breaths, "Whenever you come in, you check in with me first. I want. I wa... I want you to make me cum first for your shifts." He finally finished his sentence as he leaned into her further.

His ass burned with the thrusting, but he could not possibly stop right now, making an active effort to pull her onto his cock as she bounced.

Lonnie leaned back with her legs over his shoulders. Each thrust feeling so good and amazing. Her head lolled to one side, while she moaned and groaned.

"Mhmm. Oh yes. Make you cum. Check in before work. Fuck yes. It's so good. Wear what you say. Mmmm. Ohhhh. All day. Do it. Cum. Make meee. Wear it. $22. Everyday." She cried out a few unintelligible things, still agreeing to everything as if she was in some fuck induced trance.

She gripped onto what she could and felt his desk top. Somehow, now on it, and unsure how they got there, not caring, only wanting more and more.

He laid her down on the desk, her legs still over his shoulders as he continued to thrust his big dick into her, her big plump ass squishing against the wood. "You like this dick? Huh?"

He stared down at her perky breasts, watching them go up and down with every thrust and moving one hand onto each of them. He smirked at her demeanor, ready to use her at every opportunity for the rest of their lives.

She lifted her head up weakly looking at him to reply. His pounding, taking all her energy as she began to unravel even more. He seemed to be her undoing, but she fell for it anyway.

"I. I do. I love. Your dick." She nodded and then collapsed backwards again. Her body heaving and sighing with it all. Her hips pushing into him and her pussy squeezing his dick as he thrust into her. "I'm so glad. I got the. Job... bbbb." She stuttered out.

He went back to kissing her as he fucked her with her tiny pussy gripping his thick cock. He kissed deeply, his tongue massaging hers as they interlocked. He smirked at her clearly enjoying it, loving the reaction he was seeing from her.

"Good. Fucking. Girl. Now... given your additional demands... I want. Ugh. I want to renegotiate our. Our. Our uniform policy..." He got out, through deep sighs of breath, in between pumps.

Lonnie kissed him back with eagerness and fervor, hungry for them and him, swallowing each kiss he gave her, devouring it, only to be starving for the next.

Her hands gripped the desk tightly. She looked at him biting and sucking at her lips. "Mmmhmm. What's that? Ohhh fuck. Fuck my pussy. Just like that. Ohhhhh!" She moaned trying to respond, but having a hard time. Her hips pulsing to meet his thrusts.

He put his hands behind her head, gripping, to be able to pull her onto him harder, immediately utilising this. It was impossible for him to stop right now, but he caught his breath by simply pulling away from her kiss for a couple of seconds.

"That Friday uniform? That's everyday now. You wear what ever outfit I decide, whether it is a particular dress, a tiny set of lingerie or just a pair of heels. Got it?"

He pounded against her tiny pussy, his cock slipping out and hitting against her asshole as it approached again, before he slipped it back in gently.

"I don't care who sees, you wear what I want all day, every day." He said, as he took one hand to grip her face, forcing her to look at him. "You got that?"

Lonnie grabbed onto his arms now that they were behind her head and she clawed at them, trying to support herself the best she could. Her breathing ragged still as sweat began to form on her now slick, glistening body.

She heard his words and it was so sexy to her, so erotic that, she could not help but agree. "Yes. Yes. Everyday. Heels. Bikini. Dress." She paused and her body tensed up knowing she just agreed to work naked for him, if he so desired.

She groaned when he slipped out of her and pushed against her ass. Her eyes fluttered and she begged him with her eyes to push inside her ass, or back into her pussy.

She nodded her head and bit her lip. He now had full and total control over her. "Yes. Yes. All day." She began to shake as her first sign of an orgasm began to emerge from the depths. Not knowing what she just got herself into, but only wanting sweet release.

Watching the sheer sex appeal of her reactions, especially to his cock teasing her ass, he moved one of his hands from behind her head and onto her ass. He used one finger to slowly enter her, working awkwardly around his own movements.

He sped himself up as he noted her shakes, biting on her lip and pulling away, before letting go to stretch and tug her lip away.

He smirked down, staring into her eyes and whispering, "Good girl, I've never... uh... never had such a good interview." He said between his caught breaths.

His chest pooling with sweat, it began to drip on her to some degree, but cooled him down a little to be able to keep pounding away.

Her free hand now went back to gripping the desk hard. Her body tensed up even more through imperceptible shakes and trembles. She shuddered when he entered her ass, loving it all.

Her lips and teeth tugging at his, urging to not pull away, needing him closer, but knowing he won't be able to slam into her as hard if he was, so she relented with a whimper.

"I... I've never fucked... Anyone... in an interviewwwwwww!" Her body shook hard on the verge of eruption, just needing that thing, the only thing holding her back now, the one thing to make her topple over the edge.

He took both of his hands, grabbed her shoulders with them and used his whole body weight to thrust deep and hard into her.

He leaned down to kiss her, making up the distance to get back to her again, before beginning to kiss her passionately.

"Me... Ugh... me neither. You should... ugh... you should come into my office often then..." He said loudly, looking up to see the resident from the room next door watching through the window.

She was a young girl, maybe mid 20s, in a tight red dress with a large show of cleavage out.

"Uh..." he said in between thrusts, not even breaking stride, "We have an audience, how about I show them what it looks like to fill up a tight little asshole with cum?"

"Ooof. Eeep. Ummmm. Fuck!" Lonnie squeaked out as he thrust hard into her. His whole body weight making her scoot backwards on his desk, but she tried bracing against it.

She kissed him back with just as much passion and eagerness as he gave her, swallowing it all up with her hungry desire.

"You said... daily? Fuck." She just realized that she might have to drive fully dressed up or perhaps change in her car. Her thought was interrupted by his next words.

Her entire body went rigid, unable to move or speak. She glanced out the window and saw the neighbor staring. Lonnie smiled feebly and nodded at the girl. This for sure would unravel her and she would explode onto him in orgasm.

He nodded slowly, still kissing her and still thrusting hard into her. Each of his thrusts causing her to move slightly on the desk, he pulled her back down toward him.

"You're right though..." he said, as he pulled away for a second, pulling his cock slowly out of her tight little pussy and pushing the tip slowly into her asshole. As soon as the tip was in, he pushed slowly to have his whole length in her ass. "You need to... to do it everyday. Now, how about you cum for me?"

Lonnie was forced across the desk and was pulled back, only to be forced across again, with each of his powerful thrusts. She groaned and then whined when he pulled out of her. "No. No noooo... ohhhhh!" Crying out when she felt him entering her ass.

A smirk crept across his face as he started to gently thrust in her, feeling how damn tight her ass was around his cock. 'Damn,' he thought, 'I want this one to be the one I get every day...'

He looked over at the window and used one hand to turn Lonnie's head to the window, staring out at the watching girl outside. He noticed the girl was clearly interested, having slipped her hand up the front of her dress and biting her lip as she watched them fuck.

"Show her... show her how much you love my big cock..." he growled low, his raging cock pulsing in her ass.

Her ass gave way slowly and steadily as Lonnie relaxed it more and more. Her legs still spread wide open and was half draped over his shoulders. "I... I'm not sure I can." She moaned however, as he began fucking her ass harder and harder. His thrusts most likely a show to the girl in the window.

Lonnie was forced to turn her head and she gazed at the girl watching them. Clearly aroused by it, the girl played with herself. Lonnie nodded slowly to her and winked as if giving the voyeur permission to watch and play.

Lonnie threw her head back and grabbed at her pussy, needing it all. One hand on her breast, one hand on her pussy and clit, and her eyes locked on the cutie outside.

"Fuck! My! Ass!" Lonnie cried out loud enough, so the naughty girl outside could hear. "Do it. Make me fucking. Cum on your cock!"

He started to steadily increase his pace, balls slapping off her rhythmically, with each thrust in her ass.

"You're so fucking tight, just let me UGH let me use you..." he moaned, as he kissed all over her big perky tits and sucked her nipples.

Using his other hand to hold the back of her head, he pulled her into him to push his full fat length into her ass, ramming her hard. "You got it... just cum for me baby!"

The naughty voyeur girl pressed her face into the glass, not wanting to miss any bit of the show. Her hand on her pussy stuffing herself with three fingers, her panties pulled aside.

Lonnie moaned and tensed up hearing him tell her to cum. She grabbed and rubbed her clit hard, exactly the way that she liked. Her hips arching upwards into her hand, only to lower back down onto his cock.

Her heated gaze still on the girl outside, as they watched each other.

Lonnie's legs began twitching again wildly and uncontrollably. Her voice ramping up higher and higher in pitch, moans now building to a peaked crescendo.

"I... I... I... I'm... gonna.. cummmmmm!" She cried out, and with that she let loose. Her orgasm erupting through her body like a torrential wave of pleasure. Shuddering and convulsing, she bucked him off. "Ohhhhhhhhh! Fuckkkkk!"

She twitched several more times on the desk, writhing in her own stew of pleasure, falling endlessly over the edge into the phenomenal abyss of endorphins.

Her hands squeezing her pussy and tit respectively. Her body curling up and twisting to the side in a fetal position, unable to stop the waves tearing through her body.

Lonnie shuddered, looking at the voyeur girl again, who looked back in awe, a stunned expression on the girl's face.

Lonnie's hands let go of their targets and twitched in shock. She waved him off so he knew to not pursue any more activity. Catching her breath, she came down a little off her high. "Ummm. Hehe. That was fun." She said giggling even more as her body continued to shake.

Watching her intense pleasure, he could not help but stare at her perfect body. He glared down at her, his hard cock throbbing, aching for release. Obsessively staring at her tits, he grabbed hold of his cock with one hand and began to stroke it, knowing that he was so close.

He smirked down at her, loving the way she reacted to cumming for him. "I'm so fucking close... I'm gonna cum..." he moaned as he felt his cock throb hard, pulsing in pure ecstasy.

Lonnie turned her attention away from the naughty girl outside and over to him.

Lonnie looked into his heated gaze. "Please cum on me. Cover me in it. I want to wear it on my face and tits today." She begged, still convulsing a few times, her orgasm having settled down now, she was able to voice her naughty thoughts. "I know you want to make me wear it while I clean the rooms. Make me wear some slutty bikini and your cum." She turned, giving him a target of her face and tits, not ready to sit up yet.

He stood up straight with his eyes fixated on her, his one free hand squeezing her tits as he felt the pressure build inside.

She faced him, with a sultry look in her eyes, combined with her incredible body and the sheer power of her words, he could not hold on any longer.

A loud moan left his mouth as he stroked his dick faster and faster, another moan coming every few strokes until it happened.

Lonnie watched him pump his cock, getting ready for the explosion and cum. Wanting it and needing it, she stared up at him encouragingly. "That's it. Don't hold back. Let it out. Cum on my face. Cover me. Good. Mmmm! Fuck! Yessss!"

His eyes rolled back, thick streams of cum left him, showering her face and tits with it, leaving her a beautiful reminder of some of the best sex he had ever had.

She hissed and basked in the glory for a moment as he sprayed her with his thick load. "Mmm so fucking sexy watching it like that." She cooed.

She held up her tits and face allowing him to finish up. She giggled with cum dripping down her face. "So I'm hired?" She giggled again already knowing the answer.

Her thoughts then returned to her previous one. "Ummm. I have a question. Do I have to arrive dressed and ready for work?" Implying that if he said heels only, she would have to sneak out of her house naked and drive that way too.

He let out a little chuckle, smiling at her as he sat himself down next to her, his naked body pulsing with his heavy breathing.

He nodded as he struggled to form words, the mixture of pleasure and breathlessness making it impossible to speak. "Y... Y... Yeah... I want you to arrive in your uniform for that day... uh... uh... of course you're hi-hired!"

Lonnie looked over to the window, the voyeur girl had gone just as quickly as she appeared. They would meet again soon enough, as Lonnie would have to clean that naughty voyeur girl's room daily.

Standing up, she wiped a string of dribbling cum off her chin, popped her finger in her mouth, then gasped in shock. She was hired alright, but she didn't even know her boss' name.