Pramila Bhabhi 8 – Perverted Twin Interviewers

This story is a continuation from Pramila Bhabhi 4 – Free Groceries.

“Good Afternoon. Welcome to Girija Traders, how can I help you.” The receptionist spoke at the office entrance.

“I have come for the interview.” the arriving woman spoke.

“Yes. Just follow the corridor on the right and at the end of it you will find a door with a sign saying ‘Interview Room’. Just outside there will a register. Write your name there and sit outside the room patiently waiting for your turn.” The receptionist instructed her.

The woman followed her instructions and sat on the chair just outside the room. There she was alone, no queue. Still, she sat on one chair and started revising in her mind,

“Good Afternoon Sir. My name is Pramila Naik. I have…Oh god!” Pramila had come for an interview, she knew nothing about. “Why do you have to do this to me Rajesh?” She blamed her husband for it and she was right for doing so. The night before, Rajesh returned from office happy as ever.

“Pramila I’m really happy today,” he almost started dancing the moment Pramila came to attend him. She kept on asking ‘why?’ but he said, “I have a piece of good news to tell you. Serve the food, I’ll change quickly and come to the table. I’ll tell you then.” Then quickly he went inside.

A few minutes later at the table, Rajesh spoke, “Do you remember my friend Ashwin Sharma?” he asked Pramila with excitement. “No. I don’t think so. What about him?” Pramila asked with curiosity.

“Yes. You might not have seen him. Aswin, my friend is a big industrialist, who met me accidentally today, while I was going to work. We got talking and you know what happened next?” he was building suspense and then spoke, “Didn’t you say you wanted to work. So he has offered you a job.”

Hearing the news, Pramila gave a big smile as she was happy and both cheered together. As Pramila was excited, she had more questions about it, “What’s the job? Did he know my qualifications? How much will it pay?”

Pramila’s questions went on piling when he calmed her down saying, “Don’t worry. Ashwin said that the job is perfect for you and paying well too. Though he has decided to give you the job, just as a formality you have to give an interview.” Rajesh replied clearing her doubts. “When is the interview?” she asked.

“Tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow!” Pramila was stunned, “But I’ll have to prepare, practice, revise the things I learned.”

“Don’t worry. As I said, it’s just a formality. Just go there for the interview looking best as ever and take that job,” he said.

Rajesh was so relaxed about it that he didn’t even tell her the full address. Just told her the location and said, “I have kept the card in your purse, read it if you need help. You won’t need it, as the building is the tallest one in the locality.”

Next morning Pramila got ready, looking best as ever, wearing the new black saree. She was wearing a low cut top but nothing revealing as her saree’s pallu covered it properly. She didn’t even see the card and just went to the place by bus. Getting down there she was a bit confused as to where to go next.

She took out the card for reference, but then ‘knock’. Pramila collided with another woman dropping the card in her hand and the items of the other woman. She seemed disturbed so she lent a hand and asked,

“Sorry, my mistake. I was in a hurry. Already I am late, for my job interview. Are you alright? Why are you crying? Can I help you? What is…?” None of Pramila’s questions she answered but instead picked all her stuff and she went away.

Pramila followed the address in the card and went in the building thinking, “What a strange woman…”

“Ma’am! Ma’am.” It was receptionist trying to bring Pramila back to reality. “What are you waiting here for. You are the only one left. They are waiting for you, go inside, now.”

Pramila acknowledging her and went inside the ‘Interview Room’. Inside there were two guys sitting behind a desk on chairs. There were plates on the table indicating that the interviewers were Amit and Sumit. Rest of the room was empty, just a sofa, which was placed in a corner.

“Good Afternoon, Sir. My name is Pramila Naik.”

“You are not on our list…” Amit was about to say this to Pramila. The other guy, Sumit held Amit’s hand stopping him. Then he whispered, “What are you doing? More the merrier, she seems a promising candidate.” But murmured a while and then came to a decision to take Pramila’s interview.

Amit called the receptionist on the intercom to bring Pramila, a chair. While Pramila was seated, Sumit asked Pramila to introduce herself.

“My name is Pramila Naik. I am a married woman for 6 months now. I have done my studies in commerce. I worked for a year, as a receptionist in a different town, before I got married and moved here. Till now I was a full-time housewife but still, I have the willingness to work.”

Knowing that Pramila was married was a disappointment to the interviews as she wasn’t fitting their criteria. Still, to go along with it Sumit stood up and went around the desk.

“Mrs. Pramila, I will be clear with you, we aren’t looking to hire a married woman. But since you have come we will give you one chance to prove that you are worthy for this job.”

Pramila was first depressed but then confused. As Rajesh’s friend said that interview was just a formality but, here the scene was totally different. Still, Pramila decided to play along as the company owner is Rajesh’s friend.

“I need to prove my worthiness. I need to get this job. So that I could stop the incidents like the time in the grocery shop.” Pramila said these things to motivate herself, in her mind. Ten spoke out loud, “I might be married and a housewife, but I have the willingness to work hard and to do anything for the job. Absolutely anything!” She tried to sound confident about what she was saying.

“Absolutely anything?” Sumit asked.

“Yes. Absolutely anything.” Pramila replied with a confident smile.

Then the other interviewer Amit stood up, went around the desk and leaned on the desk beside Sumit and said, “Mrs. Pramila. Let me be honest with you. We had a long day, interviewing many women for the post of receptionist and so we are tired now. As you know we are paying a lot for this post…” saying this he handed a piece of paper to her.

Pramila’s eyes widened to see the amount. It wasn’t just a lot, it was a lot-lot. Much more than her husband’s salary. That moment Pramila decided to not let go this opportunity at all. “Anything, Sir, just say it,” Pramila replied. Amit continued.

“There is a reason why we are paying this much for a job of a receptionist. Here you will have extra responsibilities to satisfy the other employees, bosses and the client/customers. Since you are a married woman, we will say it directly. If you don’t feel comfortable, you can leave at any moment.”

Pramila nodded in agreement and so Amit spoke further. “Okay. Can you take off your saree pallu?”

“What?” was the immediate response of Pramila as she stood up from the chair. “I can’t…” This was really unexpected and Pramila wasn’t ready for it. Still, she didn’t complete the sentence.

The moment froze as Pramila went thinking deep, “The thing I was running from, came back sneaking on me. What should I do now? They are paying a lot for this. Last time I did it for some groceries. Now I might as well do it for some real cash…Oh my god, that makes me a prostitute.”

“But how could Rajesh’s friend offer a job that involved this? Must be a big pervert. No wonder he said I have the job, but the interview was a formality, that I need to give. As long as I do it in the closed walls, I don’t see any harm in that.” After a lot of thinking Pramila gave in and removed her pallu.

The result of it, her low cut blouse was visible, looking at it got Sumit excited. “Oh! Pramila Bhabhi, should I call you bhabhi. I like it, I think I will call you bhabhi…sorry got distracted. Oh! Pramila Bhabhi you should have let those babies out to breath a long time ago.”

Both then approached her and grabbed her boob, each for one person. “A married woman wearing a dress like this. Guess you were desperate too and wanted us to make a move,” said Amit and then he ordered further, “How about you remove all of it. Take off your clothes.”

“Wait, just let your mangalsutra be On. I would love to fuck you, knowing that you are married,” said Sumit. Meanwhile, the other two guys took off their clothes too.

While stripping, Amit said, “Well, usually we are satisfied with a blow-job or a titty-fuck. But since you are married and the last one on the list, I think we should examine you thoroughly.”

A few moments later, “Right now that I see you standing completely naked with just your mangalsutra On and the sari dropped around you. You look like the goddess Venus rising from the sea. Apologies for using the name of a goddess at the moment, but you are really attractive and beautiful.” Sumit complimented looking at Pramila.

Both walked close, stood in her front and back sandwiching Pramila in between. Amit took the front while Sumit preferred the back. They started kissing all over her body, simultaneously. Going down further from lips to shoulders, to breasts, to back, to belly.

Finally, each one inserting fingers in her respective holes pleasuring it. Meanwhile, Pramila was just standing there with her eyes shut enjoying the moment, “Two guys at the same time. That’s new for me,” she said to herself. Pramila had surrendered her mind to the sense of pleasure.

Both of them stuffed their dick in her respective holes, lifting her above the ground. Still, in the sandwiched position, they started fucking her. “Come on Pramila, show us how obedient you are. Tell us, are you enjoying this?” Amit asked and continued with sucking her tits while squeezing them.

While Sumit was behind spanking her getting her hot and horny. “Oh yes! Yes, sir. I am enjoying this. Fuck me as much as you want.” Pramila said out loud and then controlled herself.

“Don’t worry, the room is soundproof, you can go even louder,” Sumit reassured her. Acknowledging it Pramila moaned even louder, “Yes, I am at your service,” while she was being thoroughly pounded.

For the final act, they moved to the sofa where Amit lay down and Pramila on top giving him a blowjob while Sumit pounded Pramila from behind. They were having a lot of fun when Sumit asked,

“Are you on pills?” on which Pramila replied “Oh, yes!”

Sumit smiled as he said, “Naughty Bhabhi. There’s no stopping me now.” With those words he drilled her until he came inside Pramila, filling her pussy.

Sumit rested in a nearby chair saying, “One down…” on which further Amit added,”…one more to go.” Saying this he made Pramila sit on his dick and move her ass until he finally came filling her pussy, even more.

Then both of them spoke together, “Show us your obedience and suck us dry.” Pramila did the same kneeling down and sucked both the cock at the same time, licking them dry. Then Pramila got dressed and was about to leave happily.

“As a professional, you are good at what you do. I don’t need to wait to tell you that you are hired,” said Amit.

“Still we will send you an official letter. Write your name, phone number, and the address. We will inform you.” added Sumit.

After Pramila was gone, Amit turned to Sumit and said, “Hey. This woman was not on our list. I don’t think she even read our ad in the newspaper. Then how did she come to us?” Amit was really concerned about it.

But Sumit reassured him saying, “Such women don’t come for an interview just for money. They are god-sent.”

END

NOTE: There was a confusion in posting stories. After this one, the story continues in Pramila Bhabhi 5 – Apology Accepted (already published).

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