I arrived dressed in my best suit and acting nervous.I arrived dressed in my best suit and acting nervous. The office had gone out to lunch, and only about five guys were left, by the time I got there. Doug, the groom-to-be, was interviewing me, when his boss came over and introduced himself. He just sat and listened until I said the key words, "I'll do anything to get the chance to start a career with this firm." The boss spoke up, right away, "Would you show us your tits?" Doug almost died! He started to say something to his boss, when I stood up and said, "If that's what it takes." The boss smiled and said, "Well, that would be a start." I took off my jacket and started to unbutton my blouse. Doug was no longer protesting! As I pulled my blouse off my shoulders, I said, "I'll do even more for you!" With that cue, the co-workers just outside the open door hit the "play" button on my boom box. I started my routine, and Doug knew that he had been had, but good! I stripped and mingled until co-workers started returning, and wound up going out to a late lunch with the boss and two of his office-mates. I had another appointment later that night, so they had to settle for three expensive blow-jobs and good-bye kisses in the boss's Lincoln. All this is a little background for what happened last weekend. I'm good looking, and I put on a good show. I work as often as I want to, at least 3 nights a week. In eleven months, I've become Sheri's best girl, often being requested by name, recommended by former clients. Last weekend, I was specifically requested for a second show (which means my second, and last, show of the night) at a birthday party in a private home. |