Temp Job: The First Four E-Book

Jackie McNab

• Herausgeber: Wicked Dreams
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017

Beschreibung

Kendra, Laura, Nancy, and Sasha are four girls who are all down on their luck financially. They all get calls from the Temp-tation Temp Agency and find themselves in the most compromising and humiliating positions imaginable!Kendra is hired as a stewardess and is asked to serve a group of hot, rich men on a private jet.Laura takes a job as a waitress in a biker bar where the job requires serving every request in a room full of rowdy bikers.Nancy works as a receptionist in an all-male clinic where she must cater to two hot, older doctors, two sexy, young PAs and greet the incoming patients on a sybian.Sasha spends the day assisting an incredibly cute, and sexy hot dog vendor in a secluded area of a public park - but it’s an area that gets plenty of male foot traffic.Forced to wear humiliatingly skimpy clothing and to accommodate the desires of every member of a group of men, these women do everything they are told and beg for more!This bundle has four different incredibly hot stories of four different sexy women, each subjected to gangbangs and public humiliation with a variety of big, hot men, in a variety of settings, and is intended for mature readers.

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Temp Job: The First Four

Gangbang, Spitroast, Oral, Anal, Cocksucking, Swallowing, Dub Con, All Holes Filled, Humiliation, Creampie, Bareback, Spanking, Enema, Butt Plugs, Food Fetish

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Contents

Copyright

Temp Job: Stewardess

Temp Job: Biker Bar Waitress

Temp Job: Clinic Receptionist

Temp Job: Hot Dog Cart

Newsletter

Also By Jade Summers

Copyright

Temp Job: The First Four

By Jackie McNab

©2015 Jackie McNab

All rights reserved

All characters depicted in this book are over 18

Temp Job: Stewardess

“Ms. Blake? This is the Temp-Tation temp agency calling with a short term job for you.”

The call woke Kendra out of a deep sleep. “I’m sorry…who is this again?”

“This is Tracy from the Temp-Tation temp agency calling to see if you are interested in a short term temp job. It would just be for today and you would need to be at the airport in an hour.”

“Oh! Of course, of course. I would definitely like to take it. Just let me get a pen and paper.”

“You will be meeting Mr. Moore at his private jet on the tarmac at the airport in one hour. Please don’t be late.”

“I won’t. Thank you very much for the call.” Kendra hung up the phone and wondered what she’d be doing at the airport. And on a jet. Most of the temp work she’d done recently was just general secretarial or reception, even though secretarial work was the last thing she ever thought she’d be doing after getting her degree.

Things had been tight since she was laid off from her graphic design job 6 months ago and she really needed these temp jobs to get by until something permanent, and more appropriate, came through.

She jumped up and scrambled into the shower, then threw on a nice suit and some makeup and ran out the door.

The airport was a small, local airport with just a few private planes gathered on one end. As she approached the parking area near the runways she noticed a jet with a group of men in suits standing nearby. She parked and headed over to the jet and as she did one of the men started walking towards her and she immediately recognized him from a secretarial temp job a few weeks ago. She remembered how hot he was, with his chiseled jaw and sexy two day growth of facial hair.

“I’m so glad you could make it Ms. Blake. It’s very nice to see you again.” His piercing blue eyes meeting hers.

“Oh yes, Mr. Moore. It’s very nice to see you again too. What a funny coincidence that I should wind up temping for you again,” she said as she laughed nervously. This guy was hot!

“It’s no coincidence, Ms. Blake. I requested you for this job specifically,” he said with a smile.

Kendra blushed a little and looked down briefly. When she looked back up Mr. Moore was still looking at her with a smile.

“I’m sorry sir, but what’s the job? The woman on the phone didn’t give me any details.”

“Just come aboard and we’ll get into all that in a few minutes. But I assure you, you won’t be disappointed in the job or the pay.”

Mr. Moore ushered Kendra towards the jet and all eyes were on her. The tension in the air was palpable as she walked past the group of men who made no effort whatsoever to hide their lusty stares. With his hand on the small of her back Mr. Moore directed Kendra up the stairs of the jet and inside, with the group of men following behind.

“Please follow me, Ms. Blake.”

Kendra walked past the main cabin seating area where the seats were not in rows, as in a commercial aircraft, but lined the walls of the jet. There were black leather seats and couches with padded arms as well as some tables and a bar - all very elegantly decorated and with quite a few mirrors scattered throughout.

Mr. Moore turned to Kendra and handed her a shopping bag. “This is your uniform. Please go into the bathroom and put it on, then come out here and I’ll tell you what your job entails.”

Kendra paused for a moment, not exactly sure what to make of this bag of clothes she was being asked to change into for a temp job, but remembered her rent and took the bag as she made her way into the plane’s bathroom.

It was a small, surprisingly mirror-less bathroom with a padded bench seat. She sat down on the bench and started to take the clothes out of the bag and couldn’t believe her eyes.

First was a completely sheer, nude see thru bra that clasped in the front, an almost as sheer beige button up blouse, a black skirt that looked like it would be too small for a small child, and thick, black platform shoes. Clothes that were practically her size, but were unbelievably skimpy and tight.

She sat on the bench and thought about her rent and what these skimpy clothes could possibly mean. Then she thought about all those men out there and she got kind of excited. They were all really hot and the way they were looking at her as she passed them to board the plane! But is this for real? How could he just assume that she would want to do something like this?

“Ok, Ok, Kendra. Just do it. Put the clothes on and go out there and just go with the flow. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. And it might not be what you’re thinking at all,” she said under her breath.

She took off her clothes and put the bra from the bag on but when she got to the shirt she could barely get it buttoned.

“Oh, there’s no way I can go out there in this! It’s way too tight. The buttons are straining and it’s gaping all over the place!”

Then she put on the skirt, which didn’t even feel like it was covering the bottom of her ass. There was no mirror in the bathroom so she couldn’t even see how she looked in this getup. It was mortifying. At least she had her panties on and felt a little better about being somewhat covered by them.