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Keywords: Jennifer's, Job, New,

And she could only wonder why she was asked to watch this movie before her interview. It must be some mistake! Yet she couldn't force herself to get up to leave and complain. Her eyes were glued to the naked bodies on the screen.

The man sucked on her pussy for a while and then leaned back on the couch, with his hard cock sticking straight up into the air. The girl, facing him with her stockings and high heels still on, straddled him and slowly lowered herself onto his cock. The camera zoomed in for a close-up of his mammoth penis splitting her tight pussy lips and slowly disappearing into the depths of her wet pussy. The man groaned loudly in delight. The man's cock was evidently too large for her pussy, even wet, and she pumped herself up and down a few times, slowly screwing herself onto his cock, until it penetrated into the depths of her pussy. Finally his cock was fully embedded, and she ground her pubes against his. The young girl leaned forward so that the man could suck on her firm young breasts. After a while, the man leaned back on the couch and placed his hands on the girl's hips, helping her to pump up and down on his cock. The camera gave the man's perspective on the girl, focusing on the woman's cunt as the man's long thick cock went in and out, in and out, in a steady motion.

Jennifer watched the young woman's lithe body intently as she pleasured the corrupt politician. Jennifer glanced at the door to make sure she was alone, and then her neatly manicured hand snuck down to the hem of her skirt, pulling it up. Her hand pulled aside the elastic on her panties, and she started frigging her pussy with her fingers. She was so horny from watching the movie that she couldn't help it. Masturbation was her secret vice. Her husband was so old that he could barely get it up even with viagra, and she was continually sexually unfulfilled. In desperation, she had started masturbating every night in the bathtub before she went to sleep, fantasizing about virile young men who would take her violently. It was the only way she could get to sleep at night. She was desperately ashamed of herself, but it had become a habit, and now she couldn't stop.

The movie continued with a view of the woman bouncing up and down on the man's cock, her breasts jiggling provocatively, and the man reached out and fondled the erect nipples. He said something to her in Spanish, and she got up off him. He stood up, and she lay down on her back on the wide couch, spreading her legs obscenely, and welcoming him to her with her hands. The man got on his knees between her legs, and slowly pushed his cock into her furry cunt. She moaned loudly in pleasure, as he plunged his cock in and out of her wet tight pussy. The man was very large, over six feet tall, and he dominated the petite Spanish girl. The camera switched to her point of view, and Jennifer watched the huge man as his massive cock plunged in and out of the girl's tiny pussy. The sounds of their groaning filled the air, and Jennifer felt ashamed to watch others doing something so private and intimate.

Meanwhile, Jennifer continued to frig herself faster and faster, and she felt herself nearing an orgasm. The man fucked the woman faster and faster on the screen, and her moans became louder and louder as she came. Finally, he pulled out and pumped his come all over her taut belly and cunt, shooting a large load of creamy spunk onto her golden-brown skin and dark furry pussy. Jennifer came at the same time, and a long low groan involuntarily escaped her lips.

"Ooooohhhhhhhhh," she moaned in quiet ecstasy.

She withdrew her fingers from her cunt, and hurriedly rearranged her dress, grateful that no one had entered the room before she finished. Her hand was covered with pussy juice, and she took a kleenex from her purse and wiped herself. She noticed that the couch showed a wet spot now, and she tried to clean it up, but it had already soaked in.

Meanwhile the movie continued. The next day, the young woman was going through some files when she was caught by a security guard, so she had to have sex with him too. Jennifer continued to watch, mortified both at the scenes she was watching and her own reaction. Then the Mexican girl was discovered as a spy by her boss, and there was a gang rape scene, in which several large men took turns brutally raping her mouth and pussy. Finally she escaped back to Mexico and had sex with a man whom she seemed to really love. The end. Jennifer got up shakily and turned the lights on. She went back out to the reception area, and told the woman that the movie was over.

The secretary looked her over with curiosity, and said, "OK, I'll let Mr. Talbotzn know you're ready." She left, went into another room, and returned in a minute.

"OK, Mr. Talbotzn will see you now."

Jennifer took a deep breath to compose herself. She didn't know how or why she had been shown such a movie, but there had to be some rational explanation, and meanwhile she still needed a job. She determined in her mind to put the movie behind her and focus on her interview.

She walked into the spacious corner office. A tall, thick man about 40 years old sat at a desk. There was a chair in front of the desk, and a couch to the side. He had dark hair and nicely chiseled features. After all she had been through, she was relieved to see that he wore a nice suit and looked respectable.

"Hello, my name is Jennifer Smyth and I'm here about the sales job," she said.

He came out from behind the desk and shook her hand. "Glad to meet you Jennifer. My name's James. Please have a seat. I've been looking over your resume."

Jennifer sat down as he paged through the resume she had faxed over yesterday.

James glanced up from the resume with a penetrating glance and looked over Jennifer carefully, from her long legs to her large breasts, and finally to her face.

"I can see you take good care of your body, Jennifer. Do you work out?"

Jennifer wasn't sure what this had to do with sales, and she didn't really like the way he was leering at her, but she said, "yes, sir. I work out almost everyday to stay in shape."

"Here, let me help you with your jacket. It's warm in here," the man said.

And before Jennifer could react, the man had reached around behind her to slip her jacket off her shoulders. As he was doing so, he managed to brush his hand against her firm large bosom. He stood frankly admiring her proud breasts and long legs.

"You have a very nice body, Jennifer. A pleasing appearance is very important for selling jewelry."

Talbotzn sat down behind his desk, glanced down at her resume and frowned briefly.

"I don't see any sales experience in your resume Jennifer. What makes you think you're qualified to sell jewelry?"

Jennifer was prepared for this question, and she went into an explanation of her knowledge of jewelry and her willingness to work hard.

James cut her off with a wave, and said, "Well, your experience doesn't really matter, as much as your attitude and commitment. We can train you in our sales techniques." He took out a square box from his desk, wide and shallow, and opened it to reveal a collection of jewelry including diamond rings, earrings, ruby pendants, emerald bracelets, and many others.

"Look these over, and tell me what you think of our jewelry line," he said.

Jennifer picked up one piece after another, examining each one carefully. She had been around fine jewelry all her life. She came from a rich family, her mother had an extensive collection, and her husband had bought her many fine pieces. In fact, she was wearing a 3-carat diamond wedding ring at that moment and some tasteful pearl earrings. As she looked over the jewels, she wasn't sure how to react.

"Well, sir, I'm not a jeweler, but I'm not sure these are real diamonds," she said doubtfully.

"That's right," he said. "These are all simulated gemstones, the best that can be made with modern technology. This is what we sell."

"I don't understand, Mr. Talbotzn. Where is your store?"

"We don't have a regular retail store. We make appointments with our clients and serve them in their homes, offices, or at a hotel room if they are from out-of-town."

Jennifer was stunned. She had expected to be working in a fine jewelry shop like Tiffanies, not going to someone's hotel room to sell fake diamonds! But she was too intimidated to say anything. Maybe it could be a nice job, she thought, but she was a bit worried now.

"I can see, Jennifer, that you're skeptical about these simulated gems, but you probably don't understand our business model yet. Did my secretary show you the video?"

She nodded yes. "That's what I don't understand . . ."

Talbotzn interrupted her. "What we sell is glamour, excitement, sex appeal, just like in that movie you saw. Our salesforce embodies the allure and thrill of the undercover agent in the film. You see, jewelry is all about image, and that's what we provide; ordinary jewelry stores cannot compete with us on this. We don't pretend that these are authentic diamonds. No. But we package them as a complete lifestyle. Do you understand?"

"No sir. I have to confess, I don't really understand."

Talbotzn leaned back in his chair and smiled, looking Jennifer over carefully. "I think you'd be a good agent for us. But you need to loosen up, get into the spirit of this. I'm going to have a drink; can I get you one?"

Jennifer thought it might be rude to refuse, so she said, "I'll have some water."

"No, no, no, Jennifer. Our agents don't drink water. That's not exciting. You'll be drinking martinis and other exotic beverages as part of this job, so you might as well get used to it now."

He stood up and opened up a cabinet to reveal a bar. He carefully made two martinis and gave her one. "Here drink this. Our clients expect that we spend some time with them, socialize. You might be asked to go out to dinner, dancing, or spend a day at the beach. It's all part of the job here.

Keywords: Jennifer's, Job, New,

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