The Office Slut Series

Beverly has been out of work for months, but she hopes her luck has turned around when she spots an ad for an 'Executive Morale Officer'. When she lands the interview, however, she learns the truth: they're looking to hire an office slut to suck and **** the dozen and a half hot young men who work for the firm! Her interview: to give the best, dirtiest, most mind-blowing ****job of her life! Hot! Excerpt Shawn had a copy of my resume on his desk. He picked it up and began to read it, but I caught his eyes on my thighs for just a moment. “I like what I’ve seen very much so far,” he said as he skimmed through the resume. “What do you think so far?” “Oh, it’s marvelous. It looks like a wonderful place to work.” I answered honestly, smiling sweetly and batting my eyelashes at him. I had a feeling that naively ignoring his innuendo would just leave him wanting more. “I do have one question, though: what exactly is an Executive Morale Officer?” He smiled, and put down my resume. “That is a very good question. Very few businesses hire anyone for this position, so it’s no surprise that you’ve never heard of it. As I said before, we take very good care of our employees. Not only do we pay well above industry standards, we also provide comprehensive benefits to everyone who works here.” “The Executive Morale Officer is an extension of that. When we keep everyone happy, we put out the innovative, record-breaking work we’re famous for in the industry. We hire the best, and we expect the best of them.” “However, all of these driven, professional young men put in very long hours, and as a result, certain aspects of their personal lives go unfilled. The purpose of the Executive Morale Officer is to keep these young men fulfilled and satisfied.” He stopped speaking, and looked at me expectantly. I stared back at him wide-eyed, my cheeks flushed and hot. “Do you mean, sexually?” I asked, dropping the naïve routine that I had very mistakenly adopted. “Yes, I do,” he replied. After a moment, he smiled again, probably because I hadn’t turned him down. My head swam. Is he seriously hiring someone to be the office slut? I felt conflicted, but my **** flooded at the thought of it, and lust burned in my belly.

Beverly impressed the boss with her oral skills at the first interview, but now she’s back for round two: five hot young studs at once! She has her hands, mouth, and everything else full - can she beat the competition and score the job? The second book in the Office Slut series, this book contains 6700 words of oral and anal sex, DP, A2M, facials, creampies, and scorching hot gangbang action! Excerpt: “The three of you stood head and shoulders above the rest of the candidates, and we’ve decided that we will be hiring one of you. However, you’ll be working for everyone in this room, so it certainly wouldn’t be fair to make the decision without their input.” Shawn paused to smile, and several of the men chuckled. I smiled enthusiastically, but I heard Erica giggle like an airhead next to me. “The staff will divide up into groups, and take each of you off for separate interviews. Any questions?” When there were none, he turned to the employees, and said, “Let’s get started, shall we?” The men descended on us like hawks swooping down on their prey. The blonde with the cocky grin made a beeline for me, and slid a hand across my ass as soon as he reached me. I gasped lightly, not entirely acting, and he hummed appreciatively. Three other men approached me as well – a pair of tall sandy-hair guys in their early thirties, close enough in appearance that I wondered if they were brothers, and a buff younger man with brawny arms and a broad chest. All of them introduced themselves as they ogled me, but only the first guy, Kyle, touched me yet. The other men quickly moved to stand with either Karina or Erica. They all made their decisions quickly – they must have been looking forward to this day as much as I was. I was a little disappointed to see that both of the other girls had five men each, but as soon as I thought it I had to hold back a laugh. I had only had a couple threesomes in the past, and now I was upset that I only got four and they got five each. Four or five, I’ll rock each of their worlds, I thought confidently. After the last guy made his choice, there was still one person left who hadn’t decided yet. Shawn was still standing on the far side of the table, and it looked like he wasn’t going to join, but the receptionist had come over to this side, and was now slowly walking back and forth between the three of us. She was inspecting us all diligently, and I realized that all of the guys were waiting to see which of us would be willing to give them a girl-on-girl show. As I said before, I’m not into girls, but as she checked me out just like the men had moments ago, I couldn’t help but fantasize about how soft and sweet her lips would be. This sudden thought, coupled with the knowledge that it would drive the guys wild if she chose me, made me lift my hand. I smiled coyly at her, and beckoned her to join me. She started to walk towards me, but before she got half way, Erica stepped forward, wrapped a hand behind her head, and pulled her into a deep kiss. A couple of the guys hollered and cheered as they made out, and when they broke off, the receptionist stood with Erica. Damn it! I swore to myself. The three groups began to move towards different offices for a little privacy, and I saw Erica smile at me sadistically as she left. Kyle led the way, his warm hand never leaving my ass the entire time, and we entered one of the corner offices. There was an empty desk and a pair of couches, as well as numerous cushions strewn about. As one of them closed the door, I walked over to the center of the office and turned to face the four men. I could see each one had an impressively sized bulge in the front of their pants. “So,” I started demurely, “how do you boys want me?”

Bev has just landed her dream job as the office slut for twenty hot studs. But she can’t get the secretary Melissa out of her thoughts. Melissa wants her, but is Bev ready for her first lesbian experience? And who is Melissa’s friend, who has the hots for them both? The third book in the Office Slut series, this story is 6900 words of f/f/f threesomes, oral sex, strap-ons, and sweet, Sapphic love! Excerpt Jenny swatted the back of Melissa’s hand lightly. “Oh, that’s mean. Don’t worry, Bev, I know all about it.” When this startled me rather than reassuring me, she continued. “Why do you think they were hiring someone for that position?” “Well, the last girl left,” I started, but then realization dawned on me. “You were the last girl!” Jenny’s smile told me I guessed correctly. I felt a lot less nervous - she wasn’t a complete stranger, but a comrade in arms, so to speak. “I enjoyed it too,” she said with an airy giggle. “Why did you leave?” I asked. “Nothing bad happened, did it?” “Oh no,” she replied easily, “not at all. I loved that job, but I decided it was time to move on. I’m back in school for interior design, and with what they paid, I’m not going to have to work again any time soon. It was way more fun than studying, though, I have to admit.” “Tell me about it,” I replied. “I never thought I’d be so lucky.” “Oh my God!” she squeaked. “Does Mike still work there?” Our food arrived, and I nodded as a steaming plate of noodles was set down before me. “What I miss more than anything is getting ****ed by that monster **** of his.” The server would have probably dropped Jenny’s plate if she hadn’t been setting it down as Jenny spoke. Still, the clatter of the dish as it dropped the final inch to the table punctuated the silence that followed. Jenny merely smiled and thanked the server. “I swear, I thought I was going to split in half every time he ****ed me.” She picked up her fork and cheerfully began to eat as the server stared at her, then walked off very briskly. Her totally blasé attitude towards the topic of our conversation stunned me at first, but I got over it quickly. If she had had my job for a couple years, that explained a lot. Plus, her confidence was infectious, just like Megan’s. “You mean you don’t miss me?” Melissa pouted with mock indignation. Jenny laughed. “I still have you. Have you slept with her yet, Bev?” she asked as she gathered a forkful of noodles. I flushed. “Ah, well… no.” “You’re missing out,” she replied, eyes wide, with all the weight of preacher trying to enlighten me as to the meaning of life. “I mean, God, the things she can do with her tongue…” “I don’t think that Bev’s into girls,” Melissa replied, then turned towards me. “And that’s part of why I wanted to take you out to lunch. I’m sorry if I’ve made you feel uncomfortable by checking you out all the time. If you’re not interested, I’ll stop. However, in my defense, you are incredibly hot.” Jenny nodded vigorously at this, and Melissa smiled. I looked down, moving food around my plate with my fork nervously. “It’s not that I’m not interested in women, I guess; I’ve just never been with another woman. And you looking at me like all the guys do… well, I kinda… like it.” I stammered.