Janine Linderbury was not a harsh woman. She was a normal mother who enjoyed playing games with her children, going for walks, making dinner and any of the 101 other things you'd expect. She worked as the personnel officer at the company - a post she had held for a few years. She was interviewing today, so had to be ready.

After a hearty breakfast, she sent her son off with a small kiss and maternal pat on the bum and left to catch the train in.

As usual, she arrived at Platform 6, caught the train a few minutes later, found a seat and read her paper. Unfortunately, in her rush, she had not managed to get to the toilet before leaving and was feeling slightly uncomfortable. With the passage of time, her need for the toilet grew until she could take no more. Leaving her seat, she made for the loo.

The train lavatory was the usual affair, no loo roll, someone who did not know how to flush the toilet and looked like they had had there finger up their arse when the crapped and generally not a nice place. "Screw this" she muttered and flushed. She removed her knicker and sat down - in doing so, noticed that the lock was broken. Damn. She stretched out a leg to push the door, when suddenly the train went over a lump on the track and the door fell open, with the guard close behind.

Unexpectedly, the guard fell awkwardly. He tried to stop himself, but had landed with his head in her lap and the door wedged behind his feet. There was no movement from him and Janine was slightly shocked. Slowly, the guard came around. Janine looked down and started to stroke his head. "Shhhh" she said quietly. The guard did not move his head, but his hot breath between her legs had started to arouse her. Knowing this was not a good position to be in, the guard tried to move away, but Janine would have none of it. "Shhh" she said again, pushing his head further into her already moistening crotch. "Taste".

The guard attempted to move away again, but in the awkward position he was in, this was a futile action. She had sensed this and pushed his head further into his crotch. "Taste you bastard" she said through her clenched teeth "or you won't like what will happen". The intoxicating aroma of her pussy was becoming too much for the guard - however, he was not enjoying it as he was having problems getting his breath. Eventually, he exhaled and Janine pushed him so hard that he could do nothing but kiss her lips. "Taste or you'll faint". She was right.

The very tip of the guard's tongue crept from his between his lips, teasing the surrounding areas of her labia. He made small darting motions, prodding the edges of her pink flesh, but never breaking them open. The darting movements moved down to the pit of her mount where he managed to draw breath. Janine was enjoying this and was starting to relax her grip on his head. With the very edge of his tongue he started to move up the very outer edges of her swollen pussy lips, occasionally allowing it to move inwards slightly more, but never enough. He reached the top of her slit and with a sudden movement, buried his tongue deep into her sex, thrusting and rotating with a vigour Janine had not encountered for a long time. He slowed and moved his tongue to the hood of her clit. With gentle pushing movements, he eased the sheath from around her orb and started to use his lips to tease and caress the knob. While his lips were at play, he started to remove his trousers, his prick long since being rigid and ready for action. Following this, he reached up as if to press himself even more forward. Janine caught the arms and thrust them hard behind her back.

The pain caused the guard to clench and inhale hard, taking a fair amount of Janine's lovemeat into his mouth, causing her to let go totally.

The guard coughed and expelled what he had taken in and in a single motion managed to pull himself away from her grip. He rose from the floor quickly.

"Suck on this" he said, grabbing Janine firmly by the hair and smashing her open mouth over his prick. Obediently, Janine did. Her tongue started to move around it's length, working it's way over the ridges which had been developing for a long time. She stopped just behind his head and with the flat of her tongue, started to bob underneath, ensuring that he did not manage to cum too quickly by pushing her chin into his happy sack at just the right time.

With his hands firmly on either side of her head, the guard started to move Janine's head back and forth, all the time Janine kept up the activity with her tongue - one moment toying with either side, the next patting, occasionally, she closed her teeth at the edge of his glans. He pushing and pulling was becoming frenzied. With one push, he thrust his member to the back of her throat, in suprise, she gagged, the constriction was enough for him to start cuming.

Shot after shot of hot fluid splashed at the back reaches of her mouth. He came like the falls. Spurts gushed down her throat as he seemed to totally fill her mouth. He kept cuming, her cheeks filled and she started to dribble his jizz from the cracks at the edge. Eventually, he calmed and withdrew his spent member.

The train jumped again and in his exaughsted stated, the guard fell to the floor.

On her hankerchief, Janine wiped the sides of her mouth and swallowed, the saltyness and warmth of the guard's spend making her feel good inside. She stood up and walked over to the prostrate guard who was still getting his breath back.

"Are you thirsty?" she enquired gently.
"Eh?"
"Are you thirsty?" she said again, slightly more firmly
"Yes" he said.

Janine step over his legs and moved up. With a slight push, the golden fluid she had been storing up began to drip onto the guards face. The drips started to come in short spurts, each aimed. He tried to move again, but his head was trapped between her legs. She stooped slightly and let go, her waste liquid flushing down onto his face in small steady streams. He opened his mouth to complain and took a mouthful in. It feel to the back of throat and in an involuntary action, he drank it down. It was warm and not unpleasant.

He opened his mouth further, moving his head up. Janine laughed as she pissed on him. The taste of the urine and proximity of her moist quim had started to arouse him again. Janine could see this and moved back down, lowering her back end over his member. She sat down. Well, not so much sat as slammed down, her arse engourged his prick with one motion. Her hand shot out to close the guard's mouth as the pain shot through his dick. With the bouncing motion of the old train's shot shock absorbers, Janine started to ride the guard - all the time, he was in pain, but the warmth and tightness of her arsehole kept him hard. The warmth of the small rivuletes of blood which had been caused by the rupture, added to the warmth and eased the ingress and egress of the guard's erect member.

She moved forward and started to brush her chest on the guard's face. He reached and undid the buttons holding the blouse closed and with a deft movement of his finger, unhooked her front loading bra, allowing her pert breasts to swing freely.

Following the motions of the train, the two started to rise and fall, his tongue playing with her nipples, flicking and poking, licking the aura surrounding them, her arse cheeks clenching and releasing the pressure on his prick and balls. Janine shot her head back and started to moan quietly. "Yes" she said beneath her breath. The guard started to rock and buck with urgency. Knowing how close he was, Janine started to grind he butt into his balls, heightening her own sensation by ensuring that all he could do was suck on her boob. With a thrust, the guard came. The immensity of his dick filled her arse and with the extra swelling, she started to cum like she had never cum before.

It was not like having a piss after a long time of waiting, more of a sudden rush as she started to spurt onto his lap. In the post-coital atmosphere, they sat. Janine did not move until he had shrunk and she could move away, the guard was happy to occasionally flick her exposed nipple with his tongue.

Eventually, Janine rose, made herself presentable and moved past the guard and in a moment, exited the train which had drawn into the station.

It was only a short walk from the station to the office which went off quite uneventfully. She arrived, checked in with security and proceeded to her office. She flicked on the intercom.

"Cheryl, what time is the first interview?"
"10am"
"Thanks".

Ten am was a fair way off still and Janine had to clean herself up, the smell of the guard's love juices needed to be removed and she had to clean her teeth to mask the scent. She entered the lift and pressed the button for the 8^th floor - it would not take long to get there, it was only 5 floors up.

Somewhere about the 4^th floor, the lift juddered to a halt.

"Shit" Janine said to herself. "Just what I need".

It was not long before the security agent noticed the lift warning light and went to the emergency override box. He pressed a switch and the lift moved up again.

Janine finally reached the 8^th floor and ran to the wash room. Unlike the train, this was a very clean place with locks that worked. It was a very safe place to be in. Before she had arrived at the company, the place had been a derelict place, but after a very thorougher saftey report by two employees at the time, the room underwent renovation. What was better was that the locks on the toilets worked!!!

Her arse was bruised after the encounter. She entered a cubicle and started the biday. Bending over slightly forward, she parted her legs and positioned herself. Short sharp shots of warm water sluced out her backpassage, the liquid dripped between the crack and started to trickle around the base of sex hole, sometimes entering a bit further up. Small shudders went through Janine. Almost involuntarily, she moved her left hand towards her chest and started to fondle her right breast. She moved her hand in a circular movement, pinching the puckering flesh and gently squeezing as it moved. The water kept shooting up, cleansing her internals, dripping into her crotch. She slowly moved her other had to her quim and with her middle finger, started to tease the flesh being cleaned.

The finger moved up and down, tracing the outline of lips, then with a thrust, she plundered her own hole. She began with a gentle rocking motion, easing a second finger in. When these where inside, she opened them slightly to stretch herself. The water flowing around her bum had made her wet around the front and soon, a third finger entered to join the other two.

Janine started to move her fingers around inside. She thrust back and forth steadily, one hand massaging her stimulated breasts, the other moving inside her.

She soon grew bored of this arrangement and started to rotate her fingers instead of thrusting. Her breaths became short and soon reached orgasm.

"Hmm, 9:45 - still time to clean my teeth" she muttered to herself as she left the cubicle. She knew Cheryl would have set out the interview room how she liked it. Two chairs, a light, a desk and in darkness. For the position that needed filling, this would be the sort of environment the applicant would need to be able to tolerate and still be able to answer questions in a way which would not reveal any information.

By 10:40 she was bored. The applicants were either under-qualified, over-qualified, looked like they had rolled in out of bed or were in need of deep psychiatric care! They were all utterly hopeless. The intercom sounded.

"Mrs Linderbury" it croaked out "the final applicant is here"
"Send him in" she replied as if she had given up on them all.

As the final applicant entered, Janine's phone rang. With her back to the applicant, she moved towards the phone on the wall. She knew the applicant was in.

"Sit" she barked as if commanding a badly behaved dog.

The chair scraped along the floor slightly.

"Silence" she commanded "I will not tolerate noise". Her voice seemed far larger than she appeared to be able to project. "You will wait until I am ready".

The phone continued to ring insistantly. Janine reached over and picked the reciever off the wall. It was her son.

"What?" she enquired motheringly
"Just phoned to see if I can invite my girlfriend back for dinner"
"Is she that wierdo who won't eat meat?"
"Yeah"
"Alright. I'll be home about 5. Make sure the kettle is on or else!" she said with a voice which you would have been unsure if she meant something untoward or if it was being said in a fun way.

The reciever replaced, Janine turned off the intercom inward signal, but for security kept the one way out line open for Cheryl. Interviewees could turn nasty. She turned to the interviewee. The light was so positioned so that she could see, but the interviewee could not make more than her shadow out.

"The rules of the interview are simple. You already know the answers to the questions. To get the job, you must not answer any of my questions with that information. You must also not move from where you are seated. Any unauthorised movement will be dealt with in the most severe terms. You may answer this question : do you understand"
"Yes"
"Then we shall begin"
"You are Simon Sherbourne"
"Why"
"Are you Simon Sherbourne?"
"Why do you ask what you already know?"
"I want you to confirm it"
"That would be pointless. You have asked me here, therefore you must know who I am"
"You could be anyone"
"I could, but am not."
"Who are you then?"
"You've asked me that"
"Why will you not answer my question?"
"Why do you ask me it when you know the answer?"
"I am asking so I can confirm something"
"It says on my security Id that I am, but then, it could say I am anyone I feel like being"
"Shall I take it that your security badge is a forgery?"
"It is if my name is not my name"

He was good! By now, most of the other applicants had failed and answered with their names.

"What does that mean? If my name is not my name"
"If the name I have given to the security personel is not my name, then it will be a forgery"
"Is it your name?"
"Is which my name?"
"The name on your badge"
"It is if the name I have given is was the correct one"

Christ, he was good. Next move. She would have to do something; Janine knew that Cheryl would have been enjoying this - someone was making her interview technique look bad. Silently, she stood up and moved to one side of him.

"Did you see the lady on the way in?"
"The receptionist?"
"Yes"
"I could not miss her"
"Did she turn you on?"
"Not really - I did not see much of her"
"Would you like to see more of her?"
"Why?" he asked, sounding almost as if he had to catch himself from stuttering this out.
"Simple question. Would you like to see more of her?"
"Probably"

With a swift movement, she moved around the back of his chair and had Simon in a head lock.

"When I ask you if you would like to see more of her, you will answer" she hissed down one ear.

Simon struggled and released himself from her grip. He rubbed his neck and caught his breath.

"Now. Would you like to see more of her?"
"Yes"

At this cue, Cheryl opened the door.
Light flooded in from behind her and she strode through. The door slammed firmly behind her. She moved infront of Simon. Janine moved to the back of the room.

"How much more of her would you like to see?"
"What do you mean?"
"Simple enough question : how much more " (she emphasised the word more here) "would you like to see?"

Simon did not answer.

"Would you like to see more of her top?"

Simon again did not reply.

"I said" she said firmly and right in his ear, which startled Simon somewhat, "would you like to see more of her top." so saying, Cheryl removed part of her top to display her well maintained and cushioned breast cradled in her red underwired bra.

Silence

"Or are you more of a leg man?". Cheryl raised her skirt, showing up to the edge of her lace panties.

Silence.

"Perhaps it is neither. Perhaps you would rather see someone else. Jim, the security guard perhaps, his muscles buldging through the flimsy uniform we provide, a uniform so designed that we can see every buldge. Would you rather see that? Would you like for him to come in here and start to ass fuck one of us, or even you. Is that it? Would you like to be taken from behind by a stranger, his massive prick forcing its way past your objecting sphincter, ripping the sides of your inner passage while the warmth of your shit hole and the fluids from his man meat make it feel strangely pleasing". Her voice warmed as she said this, reminding herself of her journey in.

"Maybe he wants to see me taken from behind by him? Would you like to see that big man thrusting his massive cock between my legs, watching my titties swaying as he thrusts deeper and harder into me, until he is ready to shoot and I make him withdraw, move around and blow him so he splashes out over my tits. Then you watch as I make him clean it all up. Every drop taken by his tongue and placed onto mine for me to swallow and savour" interjected Cheryl senseing that Janine was not going to break him that easily.

Simon coughed.

"Or do you like seeing two ladies at work on each other. Tongues darting and then supping over each others flesh, before one takes out a strap on and buggers the other, or makes the other imatate philatio on the false phallus?" Janine asked.
"I know what he wants" Cheryl said firmly. She walked back out and entered in again, dragging Lucy with her. Lucy did not want to go.

"I think you will want to see this" said Cheryl. She pushed Lucy to the floor. She dived after her and after a moment of wrestling, Cheryl started to kiss Lucy. Big kisses. Kisses which make a lot of noise. He could see Lucy starting to relax as Cheryl's hands started to move over her body. The caressed her back and moved from her arse to between her shoulders. Here Cheryl unhitched Lucy's bra from over her blouse. With her other hand, Cheryl reached to Lucy's skirt and started to hitch it open. Soon she was naked, but her crotch was still obscured by Cheryl's leg.

Lucy caught her breath and undid Cheryl's blouse and removed the red bra. Her breasts swayed infront of Lucy who took one and started to kiss the part nearest to Cheryl's chest and move towards the nipple. Cheryl started to make rocking motions over Lucy's crotch, her head swaying with every movement. Lucy was kissing and fondling Cheryl's tits for all she was worth, the movement having an obvious effect on Cheryl who was now moving up and down quite rapidly on Lucy's nether region and who's hands now firmly placed on Lucy's silicone enhanced tits was working and pinching at her nipples.

"What do you want to see next?" asked Janine in one ear
"A cup of tea" replied Simon.
"Would you like to see what they're doing?"
"I can already"
"Can you?" said Cheryl sharply as she turned towards him.
"Yes"
"Really?"

With that, Cheryl, with her leg underneath Lucy turn things around so that Lucy was on top. It was still unclear what was going on down there, but Simon was not that bothered by the spectacle.

"Want to see more?" asked Lucy
"Sure"

With that, Lucy moved back. She then reinserted her prick into Cheryl and started fucking for all she was worth. Cheryl was working playing with Lucy's falsies as they started to move and jerk around. The action became quite frenzied. It was plain to see that this would not last much longer.

"Stop now" Janine commanded.
"Lucy. Get out had come here" she beckoned her towards Simon. With either arm around him, Janine started to play with Lucy's meat with one hand and fondle her balls with the other.

"Please stop" murmered Lucy
"I'm going to shoot"
"Do you want me to stop, Simon?"
"Do you want to stop?"

Shit - what did this man go for?

She drew Lucy up close to Simon's lips and as Lucy was entering the final straight. Janine had an idea.

"Open your mouth"
"No"
"I said open" with this, she thrust her knee into the small of his back.

Simon shouted and with that, Lucy was brought into his mouth. The heat enough to start her cumming. The taste of Cheryl's fucked pussy and that of this member was starting to get Simon going, but he would not let on. Not yet, anyway.

"You, come here". Cheryl obediently rose from the floor, her pussy wet and used. Take that out of his mouth and swallow it.

Like a cheap chinese whore, Cheryl placed her tongue onto Simon's and started to lap whatever of Lucy's fluid she could find, swallowing each dribble down. Her inner thigh touched Simon's crotch. She looked to Janine and raised her left hand.

"Did you enjoy that?"
"It was a diversion"
"I thought you'd have enjoyed that"
"It was okay."

As he said "okay" there was a click at the back of his chair. His legs and hands were clamped firmly to the side of him.

"Right, you little shit"
"What?" he exclaimed
"You're going to tell me your name"
"You already know it"
"I want you to tell me it"
"But you say you already know it, why should I tell you?"
"I need to make sure you are who you say you are"
"I am who I say I am, but I may not be who you say I am"

With that final act of insolence, Janine smacked the side of Simon's head. "This was going to hurt you bastard" she thought.

Janine moved around to her desk and opened a drawer. She took something out which glinted in an offshoot of the light. She also placed what looked to be a chewing gum in her mouth. With this in her hand, she moved to Simon and knelt in front of him. She undid his flies and withdrew his flacid prick. She smiled to herself. Gently she started to exhale on the tip. Either he had great self control or was really uninterested as nothing happened.

"Tell me your name"
"No"

Janine took the member and started to fondle it gently in one hand while cupping his balls in the other. She dipped her head over the tip and gently kissed. It started to stare. Slowly, but surely, his member started to rise to it's full glory. She started to suck on the tip in doing so, her tongue would push apart his dick slit.

"Your name and I'll continue"
"No"

She continued anyway - she need him rock hard for what she had in mind next.

She started to blow him. She moved her head up and down, her well versed tongue laping at the juices coming from the top, her warm moist mouth making it hard for Simon to stay composed. She moved the chewing gum to the top of her mouth and moved down his shaft, half burying is swollen member in her throat. At the base, she placed the gum and bit down slightly.

Simon was aware of something going wrong within moments. The pleasure he was being given stopped. His balls felt funny. Janine kept going until his member flopped out of her mouth, unspent. She knew what was happening.

He started to convulse in an attempt to free himself from the chair to relieve his genitals from the slight burning feeling.

Janine stood over him and laughed.

"It's a poison. It will hurt like hell, but I have the cure."

She reached out and showed Simon the clinically sharp knife.

"All you have to do is tell me your name"

Simon, gritted his teeth : "No"
"In a couple of minutes, you will no longer be able to feel your impressive genitals. Internally, they will become mush. Even pissing may cause you problems. Remember Lucy, the woman who came in your mouth, we did this to her. Tell me your name and I'll stop the poison."
"You - know - my - name" Simon said between his teeth, the pain was becoming quite intense.
"Tell me it"
"Get rid of the poison and I will"
"No. Tell me now"
"Can't. Poison too painful. Can't - take - much -more"

Janine could see he was in difficulties. Now for the real fun.

She moved her head over his member and started to suck very gently, her tongue working on the gum. She bobbed her mouth up and down the shaft as the life started to come back and the blood flowed free. Within minutes, his prick was hard and she was blowing. She could feel it jumping in her mouth, almost ready to blow off. She removed it with a pop of suction.

"Right. You're back to normal. Tell me your name and I will relieve you properly"
"No."
"You're very stubborn. I could make you shoot like you've never shot before"
"I bet you could, but I won't tell you my name - you already know it"

Janine had had enough of this. She moved her skirt to one side and sat on his lap, his prick engouged in her cunt.

"Now, this is nice." she said as she started to rock. She knew he couldn't hold out much longer. His member was bucking. She was already getting hot as for most of the time the interview had been going on, she'd been sliding a large dildo into her cunt, she'd probably jacked off more today that she had ever before. She was not so much wet as soaked. She started to pump up and down on Simon's well abused cock

"Now" she gasped, riding and bucking all the time
"tell" she almost screamed, her juices starting to flow more than ever
"me"
"your" her words becoming difficult to say as her orgasm approached fast
"name" she shouted, her pussy squelching as fast as it could, ramming itself deep and hard onto his cock.

Simon could stand no more. He thrust his pelvis up and dislodged Janine. As she shot off his member, he started to pump into the air. Janine could see this and dropped onto his member to guzzle up what fallen back down onto his jutting dick.

Exaughsted, Janine switched on the lights and unbound Simon. After a short while, she switched back on the intercom to Cheryl.

"Did you get that all on video?"
"Yes" she laughed.

Janine turned to Simon, who looked at her straight in the eyes.

"You have the job"
"Good"

Cheryl entered and placed a contract infront of Simon. "Sign this" she said, totally pissed off that he had broken Janine.

Simon looked at the form - where is said name, him simply put "you know what it is!". He rose, cleaned himself as well as he could and left. He was told to expect a call on Monday.

Janine was shagged out. She'd had a very hard day and wanted to get home. Fuck, her son's girlfriend would be there. Sodding veggies - you have to go out of your way to give them something they will eat. She could not face the train, so called for a cab. Okay, it took longer, but at least she could get herself back to normal by the time she would get home.

Back at the house, her son, Ralph and his girlfriend, Jayne, had arrived and were settling down to do their homework. It was a bastard of a homework - it was something neither of them had managed to get right in class as it plain did not make sense.