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Dick Cheese and Other Stories
(Nancy Moist)

The recruiter told me that Mr. Barnes was really picky when it came to hiring his personal assistants.  Not only did the women have to be drop dead gorgeous, but they had to be smart and smell good.  

"What do you mean by smell good?"

"You have to wear a girly type of perfume and not look like a young girl, right out of college."

I frowned; was this heading where it seemed?

"Tony sounds like you're setting me up for an interview with a sexual predator."

Tony Garcia leaned back and gave me a really sleazy smile.  He stared at my full breasts, concentrating on my erect nipples.  My top was so tight and my nipples were so stiff that they stood out like a sore thumb.  Having nipple rings only made them more obvious.

"As I was saying, aside from an appropriate perfume, wearing a form fitting outfitted and skimpy panties in lieu of thongs, are essential for this interview."

I cocked my head and asked the question no fertile woman should ever ask.  "This client you're sending me to, he isn't one of those freaks with a monster cock?"

The way Tony shifted his eyes and greasy overweight Hispanic body confirmed that he was lying to me.  He was sending my tight, fertile pussy to a meeting with a gigantic, throbbing monster cock.

"I don't think he's got a monster cock; however, I've never dealt with this client, so I couldn't deny or confirm the existence of an oversized cock."  He stood up.  "So, are you interested in the job?"

I arched my back, pushing my tits out and wondered whether I should mention that it was my time of the month and I was fertile.  Mentioning my fertility might open doors.  Some of Tony's clients pay extra for a fertile woman. 

"I am interested.  I have to mention that it's that time of the month.  Would this client wear protection?  You know I don't use birth control."

"Really!  Well now, that really does change the playing field."  His giddy demeanor and the speed by which he was tapping his laptop meant that this client was a whale who would pay extra for a fertile employee.

"If he hires you for this gig, your pay would be $400 per day."

I blinked.

"$400?  A regular rate is $300.  How the hell do I only get an extra C note being fertile?"

He glared at me and went back to tapping.   

"How about $475?"

Time to play hardball with this Hispanic pervert.  "Let me think about it, Tony.  Let me know if something else shows up."

I barely got up when Tony panicked and blurted out, "Fine!  $550; that's the top rate."

Hardly; I knew the rate was more than that; however, being that I really did need the money and he upped the rate a buck fifty, I knew I was going to accept the rate.

"Five fifty?  That sounds good.  What's the contact info?"

Tony sighed and smiled broadly.  He gave me the name and address, and I was on my way to meet my newest client.  I hope he didn't have too big a cock.