Malena had never had a cock that large in her mouth. Mr. Hegworth's was much larger than her dad's, or that boy from school, and she was afraid she would choke on it. He wasn't pressuring her, not grabbing the back of her head like she was used to, but she wanted to do a good job; her employment depended on it.
In retrospect, she should have been more cautious when she was asked to sign the NDA to never talk about her employer, or the contract waiver that said she would "cheerfully" perform any other job-related duties as assigned. The HR woman, Maggie, assured her it was all standard, and that the other girls had all signed the agreements, and they all seemed happy.
So, she found herself in the executive suite of her new company, just fresh out of her ninety-day probationary period, wearing her assigned uniform consisting of white, thigh-high stockings, a garter belt, and white lace bra. She remembered visiting the assigned tailor who got her measurements, murmuring appreciatively as he poked and prodded her body to determine the best fit. At the time she had no idea what kind of uniform she was being measured for, as no one really knew what happened in the executive area, just that the tailor seemed to think that white would suit her complexion best.
Malena had darker, toffee colored skin like most Mexicans of indigenous extraction, and long, jet black straight hair she typically wore in a bun for work. Her rounded face and full, generous lips topped a body with wide hips, slim waist, and full, firm breasts. Her eyebrows were thick, requiring constant attention, and her areolas and nipples were a chestnut brown, matching her eyes. Mr. Hegworth's eyes nearly popped out when he saw her dressed for her new assignment the first time, the white lace contrasting with her dark features.
All she knew was she'd be working with top executives and clients, her background in marketing a desirable asset. She spent the first morning getting oriented by Maggie who showed her the dressing area with her collection of specially selected lingerie and meeting the three other young women who appeared to be happy enough with their current assignments.
There was Libby, with a full curvaceous figure, milky skin and coffee colored hair wearing dark red lingerie, Jamie, who was tall, skinny, and blond with creamy rose skin and light blue eyes wearing light blue lingerie, and Linda, a petite Asian woman with honey skin, short, bobbed hair, small breasts, slim hips and black lingerie. She had seen them before in normal street attire, entering the suite or exiting, and all three seemed friendly enough but the presence of Maggie put a damper on their meeting. Malena had a growing list of questions.
She remembered being instructed to change into her new uniform, and Maggie reminding her of the NDA and special contract. Offering her a chance to back out without knowing precisely what she was in for, only saying it might "stretch her limits from time to time," like now, with that huge cock in her mouth.
She shuddered when she thought of what that monster would feel like if it ever found its way into her pussy, and Mr. Hegworth chided her in his deep, gravelly voice, "Don't be playing with yourself, we'll get to that, and I get to watch."
"Yes sir, er, no sir," she gasped, thankful for a moment to suck in some fresh air.
After changing and introductions, she had been immediately set to some task, writing copy for an internal HR project for a manufacturing company in Indiana. It wasn't particularly challenging, and she really had no idea why she or the other young women were dressed that way except as some kind of twisted office fantasy (which paid too well and came with many perks), until Mr. Hegworth summoned her to his office.
"Do whatever he asks of you cheerfully," Libby whispered to her, looking almost relieved. Maggie shot her a stern glance and smiled at Malena, flicking her head to indicate she should follow Mr. Hegworth.
"You'll be his assistant for now, make sure he gets whatever he wants," Maggie instructed, and Mr. Hegworth beamed at her appreciatively. He was a portly man, with a wide girth and slightly disheveled, ill-fitting clothes. His thinning hair failed to conceal a balding spot on his head, and his ruddy jowls crinkled when he introduced himself and shook her hand. He had to look up slightly to meet her eyes, but it was only a glance, as he seemed more interested in sizing her up and admiring her body in the white lingerie. She was not accustomed to being so brazenly gawked at but realized the lingerie perfectly accentuated her figure.
"Let's see how good you are," he said, as he motioned for her to walk in front of him out of the Assistants Lounge and down the hallway. "Third door on the left." Once inside, he shut the door behind him, and she heard the latch click loudly. "I don't suppose anyone has told you what the other duties as assigned are," he stated more than asked, "Let's see if you'll keep your job." The way he said it made her nervous.
Her previous position was good enough, but she needed the money for her family, especially since her dad was now in prison, much to the relief of her and her sister. But this new position was too good to be true. She could provide for her mother, sister, and brother, and have extra left over. Her college debt was not onerous, and she could easily pay it off now. So, when Mr. Hegworth casually remarked about keeping her job, her heart sank. She resolved to do whatever was required to show she was up to it.
Most of the office spaces in the rest of the building were modern, all chrome and white. Here, things had an older, more classical look. This office was clean, but slightly shabby, with an air of neglect. Mr. Hegworth went to stand behind his massive desk and motioned her over. "Undo my belt and lower my zipper." It was a command, not a question. Malena looked confused. "Duties as assigned, you signed a contract," he flatly stated, waiting impatiently as Malena processed the full import of what she was realizing. "Well?" He looked at her, scanning her face. "Are you cut out for this job or not?"
