"Yeah, sure," Jason Newton said when Eva called him the following morning. "Maybe we can find you something around here. Do we have your application on file?"
"No, you don’t," Eva said nervously. "If it’s necessary, I’ll have to fill one out, I guess."
"Yes, you will have to have an application on file," Newton said. "Tell you what. I’ll bring one when I come to your house for the interview."
"I don’t understand," Eva said. "What do you mean, you’ll come to my house for an interview?"
"Now exactly what about that statement don’t you understand," Newton said with a sneer in his voice. "You do want me to come there and conduct an interview, don’t you?"
"I thought I’d come to your office," Eva said. "I…"
"No, that’s not the way I do things," Jason Newton said interrupting her. "I come to your house, and you do everything you can to convince me to hire you, and I do mean everything. You call back when you are ready for my personal, and private interview." He hung up the phone.
For a long time Eva just stared at the phone in her hand. Finally she put it on the receiver and went to splash cold water on her face. "Never," she said to herself, over and over again that day. She had convinced herself that she would never call Jason Newton again.
Eva Miller remained convinced until she saw her husbands battered and bloody face. He came home, staggering through the front door, holding a bloody handkerchief to his face.
"Hal, what happened?" she said helping him to a chair in the kitchen. "You need to see a doctor."
"No," Hal said. "This was a warning from Devon Marks. He and a couple of his goons stopped me on the way home from work. I had to give them my car as part payment," he added miserably. "He made me sign the title over to him."
Eva found the pain pills, left over from a tooth extraction, and gave them to her husband. She didn’t mention her short, but candid, conversation with Jason Newton. She didn’t see the need to add to his pain.
"To tell the truth, Eva," Jason Newton said, "I was surprised that you called. I figured you wouldn’t." They were sitting in the Miller living room. It was ten o’clock in the morning. "Frankly I’m curious how you plan to convincing me to hire you. We didn’t part on the best of terms, did we?"
"No Mister Newton, we didn’t," Eva admitted. "I was under a lot of stress then."
"You must be under a lot more to call me, and ask for a job," Newton laughed. "One hell of a lot."
"My husband and I have incurred a financial reversal since then," Eva said. "I need a job."
"I see," the black man said slowly. "What was it you called me? Ah yes, a nigger son of a bitch, wasn’t it? I assume you had a change of heart about that."
"I was hasty and rude," Ave said. "I’m sorry. I never used that word, and I don’t know why I did then."
"Okay, I can understand that," Jason said. "We often say thing in the heat of the moment that we wish we hadn’t. Now go ahead and convince me to hire you."
"I’m not sure how I can do that," Eva said nervously. "You know my work. You’ve seen my job evaluations."
"That’s true, Eva," the black man said with a slight smile. "But, I haven’t seen you naked. Why don’t you try that?" Even though she had expected something like it, it still shocked her. She was immovable for a moment. "I am on a schedule, Eva," Jason said. "If you want the job…" He let the unfinished sentence hang in the air.
Eva Miller stood and slowly moved away from the sofa. She stopped, her hand on the top button of her shirt. "If I take off my clothing, you’ll hire me?"
"If you take off your clothes, I’ll stay interested," Jason said smoothly.
Slowly she unbuttoned the shirt and took it off. She was wearing a black bra. With trembling hands she undid the skirt and let it fall to the floor. She now was displaying her matching black panties and bra.
"You’ll want more, won’t you?" she said unsnapping the bra and letting it fall to the floor.
"Yes," Jason said staring at her breasts. "Much more, Eva." His voice was husky.
Eva put her thumbs in the waistband of the panties and push them down, turned facing him directly, and struck a pose.
"How much more, Mister Newton?" she asked.
"All of it, Eva," Newton said. "I want all you have and then some. Come over here, and take my nigger cock out."
Eva wasn’t at all sure her legs would continue to support her as she made her way to him. She wanted to run, to flee this terrible mess. She knew she couldn’t. She had nowhere to run to. She knelt down between his legs and reached for him.
She undid his belt and unzipped him. Jason Newton wasn’t a large man, being average height and weight. Eva managed to release his cock. It wasn’t large, maybe average in length and girth, but it was coal black and very hard. She stroked it a few times. "Do I get the job?" she asked.
"You have a better chance now than you did a moment ago. Suck me."
Eva bent her head and took his hardness into her mouth. When she closed her eyes it was just like sucking her husband’s dick.
Jason Newton let her suck him a few minutes and gently lifted her head from his glistening black cock. "Now let’s get to the main event." He stood up and pushed his pants the rest of the way off. "Get on your hands and knees, I’m going to dog fuck you like the bitch you are."
Eva’s resolve to not enjoy it, quickly faded when Jason pushed his hard cock into her. He varied his stroke from very hard and fast to slow and gentle. Eva felt the orgasm building, and could do nothing to stop it. When it hit, she moaned, trying to stifle it. She heard Jason Newton laugh.
"You like that nigger cock, don’t you, Eva? You like this nigger son of a bitch fucking you don’t you?" When she didn’t answer, he reached around under her, and took both nipples between thumb and forefinger, He pinched hard, causing Eva to have another climax. "I asked you a question, Eva. Best you answer me. You like my nigger cock fucking you don’t you?"
"Yes," Eva said with a moan, pushing back against him. "God forgive me, but I do."
"Yes, I know you do," Jason said softly. He continued fucking her for another hour. He kept Eva in a sexual frenzy for the entire time. She had several big orgasms and a lot of smaller ones. She even had a nice orgasm when he took her anally, which she normally didn’t care for.
"Here’s the deal," Jason said as he dressed. "You will be paid five hundred a day. You will be paid in cash, and you won’t be part of the company’s benefit package. You will be on call twenty-four, seven. Any questions?"
"Yes sir. What are my duties? Who do I work for? How can I be on call twenty-four hours a day. I have a life, you know."
"You work for me," Jason said tying his tie while looking in the hall mirror. "Your duties are to please me anyway I might demand. As to your life, you don’t have one without me. I think we both know that. I don’t know, and I don’t really care, what trouble you got yourself into, but it had to be very bad for you to even call me. You, Eva, are my personal whore. You will fuck, you will suck whenever, and whoever I say."
He took some bills out of his wallet and lay them on the hall table. "This is for today and the next couple of days. I’ll call you tomorrow, so be available." He left the dazed and confused woman looking at the closed door.
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