I looked in the mirror again to ensure I looked good enough for the interview. Lexi had come over and done my hair. She had done a great job.

I decided to wear one of my black dresses. The plunging neckline was just enough to show a good amount of cleavage without being too over the top. It stopped just above my thighs; it revealed just enough of my thighs with a simple cross of my legs.

I planned to use all I could to ensure I got the job. I was tired of driving around town, and a stable job and a new apartment would give me a foothold when I wanted to talk to Timothy.

As I looked at myself in the full-length mirror, admiring how my boots looked, there was a knock on the door. I grabbed my coat and pulled it around me. I didn’t want everyone to see me like this, especially after what happened with Leon.

“Ready?” Chris asked as I opened the door.

“Yes,” I replied, turning and locking the door.

I couldn’t wait to leave this place. There had been two robberies in the area since I moved in. Timothy would never allow the kids to visit me here.

Chris opened the passenger door of his car and closed it as I got in.

“Thank you again,” I smiled as he got in.

“No problem,” he grinned at me as we started driving.

“You could have given me directions, and I would have driven there myself,” I said, looking over at him.

“It’s no problem, it’s my day off, and I have to go there to pick up my bonus check,” Chris shrugged.

I nodded as I looked at the area. I had driven in this area before while on my rideshare. I saw the big sign of the distribution center. Chris pulled into the gate. A large man in a white security uniform stopped the car as we got close.

“Hey Chris,” the man said. “Thought you were off?”

“Yeah,” Chris nodded. “Picking up my check, and the lady here has an interview.”

We rolled forward, and Chris parked his car behind the building. “Employees are supposed to park in the back,” Chris noted.

“Got it,” I nodded as I went to open the door.

“Wait, you were seriously going to leave me?” Chris said as he smiled at me.

“I thought you were coming in?” I responded.

“I am, but you need to do something for me first,” Chris grinned as he looked down at his crotch.

“You’re serious?” folding my arms as I looked at him.

“Leon told us about your little problem,” Chris mouthed with a toothy grin.

“Forget it,” I shook my head. “I will go in and …”

“And what?” Chris said, staring at the building. It was large, with trucks parked all around it. “Where is the entrance? Which office do you go into? Who is doing the interview? Which department?”

I let go of the handle of the door. “Fuck you!” I shouted.

“Your mouth is saying that, but your eyes are saying something else,” Chris said.

He was right, of course. My thoughts were to leave the car, but the other side of me wanted to suck him dry. I had turned into something I couldn’t recognize anymore. Even after the night with Leon, I wanted to fuck all five of them.

“Well,” Chris said as he pulled down his zipper and held his hard dick.

“And I get the interview, no other demands?” I said, trying to make a reason for doing what he wanted, even though I would have done it without the interview.

“Sure,” Chris nodded with that grin.

I pulled my hair back and out of the way as I leaned forward. The moment the head of his dick entered my mouth, all the negative thoughts rushed out of my mind. All I wanted to do was suck him dry.

“Holy shit, girl,” Chris moaned as he leaned back. “You going to town on that dick.”

He wasn’t wrong. I bounced my head faster, making sure I got all of his dick in my mouth. I licked the tip as I looked up at him. His eyes told it all.

I was sure his wife never sucked his dick anymore. I made sure I made loud, sloppy noises as I sucked him down to the bottom and back up.

I knew he was going to cum. He didn’t last as long as I thought. ‘Another disappointment,’ I thought to myself. Just as he started to cum, I pulled my mouth away from his cock.

“What the hell?” Chris yelled as his cum landed on his lap.

“You said you wanted me to suck it,” I shrugged at him. “You said nothing about swallowing.”

“Bitch!” Chris said as he tried to clean himself. “I got to meet the wife and the kids in a few minutes.”

“Should have thought about that before, now you going to keep your word or…”

“Go inside that door,” Chris pointed to one of the side doors, “Ask for Mitchell. Now get the fuck out!”

I knew Chris would get over it. I am sure he would tell the others, and hopefully, that put any thoughts of them trying to make me out to be their private slut out of their minds.

When I walked into the building, the atmosphere was static. Everyone seemed to be keeping to themselves. I stepped forward to what looked like the main deck.

“Hello,” the man behind the desk said.

“I am here for an interview with Mitchell?” I replied.

“Yes,” the man said as he looked down at a sheet of paper. “Fill these out and sit right over there; someone will be with you shortly.”

Shortly turned into nearly an hour. I thought they might have forgotten about me until a lady approached me. She apologized for the long wait. I followed her down many hallways, each with people in small cubicles or offices.

I entered a small office and was directed to wait for Mitchell. I sighed as the lady left the office. Hopefully, I won’t be waiting too long.

Actions and Consequences Chapter Three: A Harder Fall.

Another wrong decision and a much harder fall. What is she doing wrong?

I looked in the mirror again to ensure I looked good enough for the interview. Lexi had come over and done my hair. She had done a great job.



Actions and Consequences Chapter Three: A Harder Fall.

Another wrong decision and a much harder fall. What is she doing wrong?

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