Mailroom girl

And of all the scenarios running through your head, none makes your new pussy you as tingly as being waling the halls and offices of the company you’ve been working in for year, being stared at and undressed by the eyes of your colleagues.

“I think… working in the mail room could really help me getting to know the company and all my work mates better.”

He lifts an eyebrow.

“You have understood what many of your workmates probably mean by ‘getting to know them better’, Lexi?”

Your necklace is getting warmer as you nod.

“Yes Sir.”

"Because the last girl in that position claimed that she understood and agreed and had a very – hard time to actually socialise properly with her co-workers. You'll not just hand out mail and messages around, you’ll be an key factor in the working atmosphere of the office. You must bring a smile to people’s faces, they must look forward your arrival, which means you have to be absolutely forthcoming in terms of their wishes. We don't need a difficult girl in this job.”

You nod and your necklace grows warmer.

“Good. There's currently no one in the mail room anyway, just whoever free does a bit of the job, so you have the room all for yourself. Be there tomorrow at 7:30 – half an hour earlier, you obviously will need time to prepare the first mail for everyone before they arrive.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Alright, then…”

His leather chair squeaks softly as he stands up.

“How about we celebrate your new job by getting to – know each other a little better, Lexi.”