These is, נערת ליווי to the best of my recollection, one of my most memorable nights. Hope you enjoy reading about any of it as much as he enjoyed me!
I can’t believe just how long of weekly it has been! It started out like every other week with a standard work day on Monday. I go into work, נערת ליווי walk out from the elevator, say hi to the creepy guy who stands there looking forward to me weekly, I pass by your kitchen with the old ladies gossiping about the newest TV show, and into my seat in my own cubicle. I don’t hate my job but it may be super stressful! If you have any issues regarding in which and how to use נערת ליווי, you can contact us at the web-site. Monday wasn’t too bad, but Tuesday is when my week got really terrible!
You see my job is one of those where it may be boring as crap, or stressful as fuck! This week, as it turns out, was streasful as fuck. I work in sales and נערות ליווי my job is to do all the prep work with the sales presentations for my boss, who is a jerk, as well as to function as the “pretty woman” with the reduced cut top and short skirt. I don’t mind my boss objectifying me to the clients like he does, i mean i do rock a group high heel pumps in a blouse!!! But what really annoys me is the long hours and no personal life. I have not had a date in over 6 months and im DYING to sit across from a handsome young man and tell me just what a beautiful young woman i am.
Etc Tuesday we’d to meet a brand new client later in the day for dinner which means i must show up early each morning to get ready the presentation and material. My boss typically has me re-do everything twice and this time was no different. By dinner time i was exhausted and had to change into my “sales clothes “.This is made up of short black skirt with light grey pinstripes that hugs my ass so tightly I have to wear a thong. I usually compliment it with white loose blouse where i unbutton the most effective buttons. Just enough so that anyone taller than me – 5 ft 5 inches – can see all by boobs, bra, נערת ליווי and stomach when they look down. That is usually by design as I’m SUPER pleased with my perky c-cup tits! (Thank you gym membership!).
When we surely got to the restaurant there is a group of businessmen and women around a table and we did our pitch. I won’t enter the details but we kicked ass and everybody was happy. Involving the numerous rounds of drinks and food there is one person who grabbed my attention. He introduced himself as Mr. Johnson, which I remembered because everyone introduced themselves by their first name; who calls themselves that?!? Little did I am aware at the time I would later regret questioning him on that point.
Mr. Johnaon was taller than average, athletic build, broad shoulders that made his suit look amazing on him. He’d dark hair and eyes to match. The one thing From the probably the most was his dominating personality. When he shook my hand he smiled warmly but you may tell his eyes were undressing me while they looked down my blouse. I turned red looked away but he gently but firmly touched my chin and turned it back towards him saying “never be ashamed of your beauty.” I remember that bringing butterflies to my stomach as he turned away and kept talking to my boss.