Craigslist Chronicles Ch.08: Interview



dominate masc executive looking for ‘fun’ interview – 38



Looking for a come hungry slut to suck me off and then take my hard cock in the office. I am conducting interviews all day Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday for a position within my company. Looking for a break, and to live out a fantasy of mine… Come in professionally dressed with a resume in hand. The interview will be at the end of the day, so few people in the office. I have one open interview spot for Tuesday at 4 PM. Discretion is a must.

I’m very white collar, 38, 220 lbs, fit, 8″ cut.

Send me your details, and my receptionist will be expecting you.



Sitting in the breakroom at work, my eyes widened as I read through this post. With it being Monday, my Friday, I had all the time in the world to meet up with this guy tomorrow. God his post turned me on. I’ve always fantasized about my boss, or someone in power, fucking me.

Shooting him off a message along with a nice profession picture of myself, I anxiously awaited his reply. God, I couldn’t help but fantasize about a meetup of this caliber…

Time slowly passed as I worked out the rest of my shift. The lack of a reply was killing me.

Finally, just as I was getting ready to leave work, I got the reply I was waiting for. Shooting him off another message, I sat in my car as we exchanged a few more emails.

He agreed to the meet. Fuck was I excited.

After some more back and forth, I found he was the President of Sales for a local company down in the city. From what I understand, he has a pretty large office.

Driving home, I was filled with excitement. Mentally going through my wardrobe, I started manifest what I was going to wear tomorrow…

As my alarm went off the next morning, by morning I mean noon, I started going through my wardrobe to find the adequate outfit to wear for my ‘Interview’ today. Picking out some nice slacks, a dark blue button-down and a bright red tie I got my clothes ironed and ready.

Going through some of my files, I printed off an old resume and printed it out. Searching through my closet, I pulled out my old leather portfolio and briefcase I used last time I went for an interview. Packing my resume, along with a few other nicknacks, I threw in a few condoms and some lube for safe measure.

It was weird. I felt nervous. Like I was actually going in for a real interview. My heart raced as I drove through the city, hunting for a place to park.

Arriving about an hour early, I grabbed a coffee before heading to the office building. God, the anxiously was killing me.

Finishing my coffee, I started heading towards the address I was given. Walking up to the highrise, I was amazed at how tall it was. I don’t think I’ve ever been in a building so tall.

Walking inside, I checked in with security. Giving them my ID and telling them where I was heading, they printed off a nametag for me and told me to head towards elevator bank C and go to Floor 46.

After a pretty quick elevator ride, the doors opened to a pretty nice waiting room. The wall on the back side of the waiting area was floor to ceiling windows.