The interview was a mere formality really. Just a bit of a joke. The other three partners in the company knew my wife well. Very well, most of them having slept with her at one time or another. Rachel, my wife, had worked for the firm before we were married. At that time she was employed as little more than a junior but after sucking the cocks of all the three partners (and also myself) her rise up the corporate ladder was assured. I think my colleagues were surprised, to say the least, when I asked Rachel to marry me, but I'm a particular type of man and I was looking for a particular type of wife.
You see, I've never really been interested in women with, shall we say, regular personalities. I have a large sex drive and I needed a wife who was a complete slut. After witnessing Rachel with my colleagues on many occasions and knowing that just a word was usually enough to get her to drop her panties (if she happened to even be wearing any) at any given time, I knew that she was the girl for me.
Well, all that was ten years ago and we've been happily married since then. Rachel left the company to create a home for us and her children who were then in their early teens. God knows what her puritanical daughter would have thought if she knew that her mother would often walk around the house with a butt-plug securely placed in her behind! Anyway, the kids finally left home and Rachel decided she wanted to return to work That brings us nicely back to the interview. The partners had been looking for a senior administrator for some time without too much success. We had interviewed several candidates but none had shown the qualities that we were looking for. It was then that I broke the news of Rachel's decision to return to work. Tony and David were ecstatic, especially when I informed them that my little slut of a wife hadn't changed a bit and was still just as keen to fuck and suck as she ever was.
Since Rachel's departure all those years ago, we had taken on another, younger partner, Tom and, of course he was unaware of my wife's talents and charms. He'd heard rumours, naturally. You couldn't work in an office like ours without the benefit of the "grapevine".
"You'll love her, Tom," enthused David, "you just gotta say the word and she'll suck you off right there at your desk!" I stood by proudly while David and Tony continued to sing my wife's praises.
"You sure you don't mind Kev?" Tom asked me with a smile. "I mean, she is your wife and all!"
"He wouldn't have it any other way, would you Kev?" Interrupted Tony
"Dead right guys! Just as long as I get to see what's going on and then take my turn with her, then me and Rach are a happy couple!"
The decision to hire her was made, subject to Tom seeing her at an interview. None of us apart from Tom thought it was necessary, but we cut our younger partner a little slack on this one and arranged the meeting for the following day.
Rachel was very excited about the possibility of a job so quickly. I didn't tell her that the position was all but hers already, just that we had a new partner and that he wanted to interview her.
Rach arrived on time and dressed in a smart business suit. I had left that morning before she was awake, so I was nicely surprised to see that she had worn her suit with the full length split in the side. The meeting was scheduled to take place in the boardroom and Tony, David and I had arranged ourselves comfortably in an office adjoining that had a small, one way mirror window. As we all watched Rach stride into the boardroom and shake hands politely with Tom, the three of us jostled for a better view at the window like teenage boys spying on the girls locker room.
The interview seemed to be progressing in a business like fashion, thus disappointing Tony, David and myself who, after having thoroughly briefed him, had hoped to see a little more action from Tom.
