"Hi, I'm here for a final interview for the open manager position?" Sarah said to the elegantly dressed blonde woman from HR.

"Of course, welcome", the woman replied. "He's expecting you, follow me." She turned to walk up the empty hallway, stopping at a closed modern door. Sarah followed, noting the expensive-looking carpets and doors along the way.

The woman from HR opened the door and they stepped into a small foyer with two chairs, a small table, and on the opposite wall another door. "This is nice", Sarah said, "I assume that this door leads to his office? My interviewer?"

The woman nodded, "Your hiring manager, yes. Now, take off your clothes, leave them here, and when you're naked just go right in."

Sarah laughed, and smiled incredulously at the woman, "Excuse me what? Do what now?"

The woman laughed, "Oh! I thought you knew, but no matter, I'll explain. Everyone who works here has their final interview nude. I've done it, everyone has done it."

Sarah, a bit stunned, was still smiling, "Are you kidding? Are you joking?"

The woman laughed, and shook her head, "Not joking even a little. Naked."

Sarah asked, "And you've done this?"

The woman nodded, "Yes. Everyone has. In fact, I was the hiring manager of the man you're about to meet. He had to do his interview with me, stark naked. It's our policy. Unique, but there you go."

Sarah, mouth still agape, paused before asking, "Are you.. he did? And what was that like?"

The woman looked up at the ceiling and then back to Sarah, "Oh, well, I enjoyed myself, the view was lovely, let's just leave it at that."

Sarah snorted a laugh, "That's promising at least. Although I really don't need to see someone's junk I've never met before. So what was your nude interview like?"

The woman nodded, affirming, "Fun. It was fun! Liberating! Anyway, you'll be late. So take off your clothes, leave them on the chair, and when you're ready, open the door and walk in. Nude. And I mean nothing on. A smile and earrings are fine, but nothing else."

Sarah laughed nervously and said, "Gulp! Well, I do want this job. Oh my god. Well, why not!"

The woman nodded, "Good!" she said and left the foyer, closing the external door behind her. Sarah removed her clothes and folded them neatly on the chair. She took a deep breath and opened the door to the office and walked in, closing the door behind her.

She approached the desk, feeling simultaneously very exposed and very liberated, and more than just a little excited. "Hello?" she said to the unexpectedly handsome man behind the desk.

He smiled a really nice smile, and looked at Sarah. "Hello!" he replied, and didn't hide a look up and down her body. "Um, hello! I'm J." He stood up and extended his hand to her. She took it, and shook. "I'm Sarah", she said.

"Hi Sarah. Welcome to your nude interview." he said.

Sarah laughed, "Thanks! It's my first!" J laughed and replied, "I know the feeling." He walked to the front of the desk, and leaned on it while they spoke. Sarah looked him up and down and said, "I think I might change my mind about the junk" to herself.

J asked, "Sorry, what?" Sarah laughed again, half nerves and half humor, and said, "Nothing, nothing! So! Here I am, naked! Where do we start?"

J looked at Sarah from her face to feet and back again, and smiled. Sarah chuckled, "What is it with men and naked women? You all are too easy." J laughed, and said, "True! But you women love it, really!"

Sarah said, "Yeah, well we do!" and laughed. J said, "Well, you do look good in nothing. I'll stop staring."

Sarah was pleased, and started to feel more confident and sexy, despite the professional intent of the meeting. She said "Well, big tits, small waist, cheeky hourglass!" she shrugged.

J laughed, "Nice! Well cheeky hourglass, welcome! Shall we start?"

Sarah shrugged, "OK? Sure!"

He asked, "To start, do you have any questions?"

Sarah put her hands on her hips and thought. She looked at J again, and noticed something. "Yes. I have a question, do you usually get a bulge when you interview people or is that just for me?"

He smiled, and looked embarrassed, "Yeah, I know, I'm sorry. It's not supposed to happen, and usually it doesn't. But please, take the credit!"

Sarah laughed, "I will! And I don't mind, actually, I'm kind of flattered!"

J nodded, and asked, "Anything else you'd like to ask?"

Sarah hesitated, and then just went for it. "Yeah, another question, are you going to get naked too? I mean, it's only fair."

J laughed, "Oh lord. Well, Yes, I could. But me getting naked wouldn't do well for this bulge. Or, put another way it'd do wonders for it, so, in the interests of trying to keep things professional.." he paused.

Sarah said, "I'm naked for an interview and you're worried about professional? Ah-hahaha!" As she laughed, her breasts bounced.

J said, "Oh my god!"

Sarah, realizing she suddenly had a little more power than she had thought she'd have, glanced at his bulge. Did it just get bigger? "You are so easy! And before you say anything, yes I like that! So.."

"So?" he asked.

She continued, "So, seriously, do you get naked for this as well? Or is it just me?"

He smiled, "I -- ugh. Yes, I could, but I really enjoy it, and between your nude figure and my love for being naked, I'd be very excited."

Sarah looked at him. "Huh, so my naked body turns you on? Really?"

J nodded, "Oh, definitely!"

Sarah snorted a laugh, "That's cute! I mean, I like that. A lot actually. You should get naked with me. Take all of that off" she waved her hand at him, referring to his clothes.

J said, "I can easily conduct the interview naked, if you're fine with that."

Sarah said, "I'm getting more and more fine with that every second to tell you the truth!"

J shrugged, and started to unbutton his shirt. Sarah watched, and caught herself biting her lip as she watched him remove his jeans, and finally his boxers. He faced her, as naked as she was, handsome and fit and with a thick, bare, and very good looking hard cock. 'This is probably a bad time to confess to my blowjob fetish', she thought. She was tempted to say it, but thought wiser of it.

She was grinning, "This is fun!" she said, and it was! A new experience but she felt safe, liberated, and unusually sexy. She loved the effect she had on this man, and she was increasingly aware of the effect he was having on her.

She nodded. "You're a very sexy man."

"Thank you!" he said. "Now, interview!"

Sarah nodded, "Of course."

He walked to a door that lead to another room in his office suite. She watched him walk, staring at his back and his ass the whole way. He opened the door and walked in. She followed, very tempted to squeeze his butt cheeks. She resisted the urge.

Once they were in the adjacent office room, he closed the door. There, on two carts, were a selection of big pies, all topped with beautiful mounds of whipped cream. "Pies, of course!" she said, "This is a pie and cake company after all!"

He nodded, "Pies! Coconut cream, vanilla cream, and white chocolate cream here."

Sarah said, "Coconut is my favorite. I don't think I've tried the other two, but I'd like to."

J said, "Noted! Now, we'll review these products during the course of the interview."

Sarah laughed, "I swear, if there's a pie in the face somewhere in all of this" she shook her head.

J laughed, "Well funny you should say that. This is a pie company. I've been pied before."

She looked at him, "You have? Really?"

J faced her. She faced him, feeling very aware of her body and enjoying this shared nudity. He said, "Oh yeah. Pie in the face. And, uh.. naked."

Sarah put a hand to her mouth, "No way! Fuck!" she thought about it for a moment, and then said again, "Fuck" She imagined J naked and pied, like in the movies. "I, that would be.." She didn't say it, but thought 'Hot. That would he hot. And very very yummy'

J shrugged, "Yeah, apparently it was very amusing!"

Sarah laughed, "I'm sure it was! Among other things!"

J said, "A pie in the face here is practically a part of the job."

Sarah laughed again, and said, "Oh no! Oh I'm not sure about that, but I do need this job! And to be totally honest, your face is not the first place I'd smash a pie!"

J said, "So you'd smash a pie? Noted! Good to know!" he laughed. "I think usually it's face first, then elsewhere, but you can do you!"

Sarah this time said, "Noted! Huh! You know, I'd like to have seen that, I bet it was actually really funny! And um.." she paused.

J asked, "And?"

Sarah blurted, "Pretty fucking delicious."

J laughed, "OK, now who is ogling who?"

Sarah almost blushed and said, "Oh come on. Nude interviews? I mean.. this is fun. Really fun, and you have to admit prone to ogling."

J said, "Guilty! And true."

Sarah resisted the urge to reach out and feel his hard, beautiful cock. She was thinking that he was resisting the urge to reach out to her breasts. "So you really want to squeeze my boobs don't you?"

He laughed, "Yes! But I'll ask the questions now unless you have anything else to ask? Lets get started!"

Sarah said, "Uh, I can ask them later, and I'm not sure all of mine are appropriate!" she laughed.

He said, "Great! The best kinds of questions. Alright, now, you stand here, against this wall. There's a sheet of paper we use as video backdrop, so just stand here." He placed her in position, his hand on her back. She suddenly wanted his hands everywhere else too. Turning to face him, she asked, "Wait, this isn't being video'ed is it?" He shook his head, "Not today. If you want to consent to video, we can do that once you're hired."

Sarah nodded. "Naked on video, what's not to love? One of my many kinks.." she winked.

J said, "Being nude makes us bold, doesn't it?"

She replied, "I think it does! Obviously I guess!". She laughed and bobbled her breasts again at him.

He smirked and continued, "Ok. So, I'll ask questions, and you reply honestly."

Sarah said, "That's dangerous. But OK!"

J asked, "What is the first thing you'd do with your manager in the morning?"

Sarah replied, "Fuck!"

J said, "Shall I repeat the question?"

Sarah said, "No, I mean, have sex."

He looked at her slyly, and she grinned and shrugged.

"OK, next one." he continued. "What's your most preferred style of clothes for work?"

Sarah said, "After today? Nothing! Nude! But really, probably something professional." She adjusted her feet, and he said, "Now don't move. Stay in that spot."

"Yes sir, not moving!" she replied.

"What's your best trait for the proposed role here at the company?" he asked.

"Taking orders, being obedient. I'll do anything you ask." she replied.

He looked at her, "Anything?"

She shook her head and said in her best Marilyn Monroe voice, "Anything", staring into his eyes.

He smiled again, and subconsciously stroked his hard penis. She groaned a little, watching that little move. "Oh.. don't do that" she muttered.

J handed Sarah a small stack of cards. On each was written something. She took the cards. "Don't do what?" he asked.

Sarah said, "Oh nothing.. carry on!" and smiled at him.

She watched as he walked to a cart and picked up a truly enormous coconut cream pie that was stacked with whipped cream.

Sarah laughed and said, "Oh no! Oh.. shit.."

J said, "Please read the first card."

Sarah said, "Oh now I'm nervous. Ahem. OK. It says, 'Welcome! Would you like a pie?" In her natural alto voice, the question sounded unintentionally lascivious.

J said, "Good! Next card please?"

She flipped to the next card, and read, "Oh, those looks good! May I have a pie?"

She paused, and said, "Oh brother. Who wrote these?"

J asked, "Coconut cream pie or vanilla cream pie. Your choice?"

Sarah laughed nervously, "Oh fuck, I know it's coming! Oh my god.. uh.. coconutcreampie" she winced.

He stepped closer to her, pie in hand. "Read the next card please."

Grinning, she flipped to the next card and said, "I'd rather give you a blowjob, can I just suck your big thick cock instead?" and laughed.

He smiled, "Read the card."

She groaned, "Oh, I know what's going to happen, no no no! Seriously, I really want my mouth on your cock.. can I please?"

He laughed, "Read the card!"

Sarah said, "Oof! Ughhh! Fine!" she read the card, and laughed, "Oh, no way!"

He nodded, "Card!"

She laughed, holding the card at her waist, "Oh no! No no, I can't say it!"

He said again, "Card!"

She sighed, and said, "Well, I guess I have to. I need this job, and I will do anything to get it! Ummmm". She hesitated, bouncing one knee up and down out of nervousness.

He said, "Card!"

She said, "I know I know I know! Oh my fucking god I know what's about to happen! Ok, ok ok. The card says " she looked at the card again, and laughed. "Oh, no. No, no, no! I can't say this!"

She looked up at J, bit her lip and said, "Oh well, what the fuck, why not? The card says 'Let me have it'!"

J pushed the pie into Sarah's face, a perfect slapstick gesture that landed with a loud "POP" as pie covered Sarah's face and head from neck and shoulders to the top of her head. Pie hit the backdrop, and then fell over her shoulders to fall and smear cream and pie down her breasts, landing on and between her feet.

Through a perfectly pied face, her mouth was wide in a smile and she laughed loudly. Pie fell down, leaving splashed and smears on her bare skin. One nipple got it with a big glob of whipped cream and coconut. Her face was a sheet of cream with a glob of coconut and crust stuck to the end of her nose. Sarah kept laughing. When she finally caught her breath, she said, "You pied me!"

She kept laughing. J joined in and laughed. "I did!" he said, "You look SO good! Very sexy!"

When she finally stopped laughing, she said, "Oh you bastard!" and flicked a piece of pie from her hands at him. It landed on his chest. He said, "You have to see this" and he turned her toward a mirrored closet door. She saw herself naked, with pie splattered over both shoulders and in her hair, her face a white sheet of thick whipped cream and her eyes peeking out under whipped-cream eyelashes, coconut cream on her nose and forehead and various splashes across her boobs, arms, and one thigh. She laughed again, "Oh wow! Hahahahah! I look good!!" She licked her lips, lasciviously. "Mm, tastes good!"

J laughed, "I love this!"

Sarah laughed again, "I knew it was coming! I knew it! As soon as I saw those pies I know I was gonna get pied! I can't believe you got me so good though! I mean.. you nailed me! Look at me! I mean.. wow! Oh, my hair, oh no! Hahahah!"

He wrapped his arms around her waist, and she backed up into him. "Mmmm.." she crooned, her body pressed up against his, including up against his cock. She didn't wipe her face, but did wipe away some cream that was dripping into one eye. Smiling, she said, "You really do like this, you are so hard!"

He nodded, "Mm hmm! You are very sexy naked, but naked and pied? Mm! Amazing! Red hot sexy!"

"I have to admit, I look damn good nude with a pie to the face!"

She turned around and kissed him, cold, slippery sensual whipped cream on their lips, cheeks and noses. They tasted coconut and cream, and fell into a very passionate kiss. Her pie-covered hand fell to his cock, and she gently stroked him and smeared cream all over him. J moaned with pleasure, and said, "Oh, fuck!".

Sara smiled and said, "Oh, you're loud are you? Noisy men are so sexy.." she kissed him again. He stopped, and picked up another pie. She backed away, laughing, "No, no no no no.." he placed his palm against her chest and gently pushed her back against the now pie-splattered backdrop. She gasped, "So assertive!" in that sexy fake-Marilyn voice.

He asked, "So for review, Is it 'please give me that pie?' or is it 'Sir, let me have it!'?

She laughed, "Oh, it's let me have it. It's always 'let me have it'!"

He smashed the big pie all over her face, and she squealed from the initial surprise of it and moaned as he smashed it around. Taking away the tin, he laughed as the pie stuck to her face. She licked her lips, and smiling, laughed, "Oh you bastard!" He smeared pie and cream all over her shoulders and neck, and then her breasts as she gasped, and then moaned. "Oh, I like this!" she groaned, and then laughed.

She reached down once again to caress his cock, and she laughed, "Oh you really like this!" He kissed her again, smearing pie on his own face from hers, and she suddenly gasped and she felt him and groped him up and down, "Oh you really really like this! You are so hard, ha! You have a pie fetish!" and laughed.

He laughed, "Maybe!"

She said, "Maybe, my round ass! You do! I love that! Does that mean you like to get pied? I mean I can see the appeal, this is fucking fun!"

He kissed her, "I don't just like it, I love it!"

She kissed him back, hard. "Oh you are so getting it J, you are so getting pied naked." She pushed him away, and almost slipping on some pie on the floor, headed to a cart and picked up a pie.

J backed up, "No, no no no no, this is not a part of the interview!"

She reached out with her free hand, which she'd dipped into the big, deep pie, and started to stroke him in earnest. "You can't run very far when you're getting an epic handjob, can you?"

He groaned with pleasure, and said, "No no no.. you wouldn't!"

She said, "Pfft! Wanna bet I would? Say it!"

He asked, "Say what?"

"Say the phrase! the one on the card that got me pied!" she said.

He said, "I'll never say it!"

She grinned, "You'll never say.. what?"

"Let me have it! I won't say MMMPH!" She didn't hesitate, and smashed the coconut cream pie into his face and smeared it all over his face and head. He took the pie in the face, smiling, and pulled the tin away. As soon as he did, she gave a shriek of laughter, and started laughing in earnest.

He stood there, smiling and pied, and caught a large piece of pie in his hand as it fell from his head. He dropped his hand and smeared the pie all over his very hard cock. She gasped, "Ooooohhh.. you look SO sexy. I like this. I like you pied! A lot!" and she laughed again before wrapping her hand around his now pie-covered cock. His hand drifted to her clit. She was very wet, and she groaned as his fingers glided and teased. "Oh yeah, I like that.." she crooned.

He said, "I see you like pies too." She nodded and blinked at him from her ridiculously pied face, "Everything about this is a massive turn-on. I am so fucking wet right now, I can't believe you pied me, I still can't. I am so pied"

He said, "Me too. I am very, very pied!" and laughed.

She kissed him, "Do people have sex on interviews? After they get pied?"

He nodded, "I don't know. But I'd like to find out."

She said, "Uh huh. We should find out."

He pulled her to the messy floor, "I really, really want to fuck you." he said. She replied, "I really really need you to fuck me. Right fucking now."

They spend the rest of the interview in post-pie-fight sex, pieing each other a few times along the way, sex in several positions until neither of them could move, and their heads and bodies were covered in pie. In the sticky, pie-covered afterglow of the most erotic experience either of them had ever had, they agreed; same time tomorrow!