To your office.

You representative job actually allows you to do most of your work from laptop or mobile, but you need to meet with a government officials in your physical office today. You drive to South-west Düsseldorf immediately, and after stopping at your dry cleaning, you go into the parking garage, and park in your VIP spot right by the executive elevator. You put in your ipod earphones into your ears so you don't have to stop listening to KinDzaDza just because you left the car, plus the idea of listening of what is happening in the office makes you want to vomit violently.

You bob your head to the music and adjust your suit. You get to your office floor and try to get to your asap, but your secretary sees you coming. Nicole Nussbaum was born in East Germany just as the nation of Germany as was unifying, she was a hot curvy blonde with short curly hair. You originally hired her because of her ridiculously natural hourglass figure and something to fuck when you were stuck in the office, but this fuck-toy actually was damn good at secretarial work and you probably would have to be in the office twice as much if wasn't for her. But you still really don't want her to think you have any relationship other than that with her, and try to avoid any conversation that wasn't post-coitus. Still you couldn't help but look down her revealing top when she came up to you. You begrudgingly take out a headphone to listen to her. "Hören, Vlad. The woman inside is Sara Baumgartner and I know you aren't going to want to hear it but she is an attractive woman and I really must say that if you fail that this will set your father's company back 6-months for German operations. Therefore please don't try to seduce because I have a feeling by the way she was checking me out, she's wearing comfortable shoes if you know what I am saying..." You roll your eyes and push her aside to enter your office.

Nicole was right she was quite a looker, reminded you like a well-dressed version of a porn star that you would watch as a kid in Moscow. Tall, and milf material, even though you are not the type that usually goes for the older woman. "Guten tag, Herr Bazhenov. I am sure that you are a busy man so we should get right to the issue and discussion... unless there is something more...pressing?" She takes off her jacket and puts it on a nearby coat-rack.You immediately can tell the type of business woman she is. Her blouse is undone to show off some killer cleavage and her skirt comes to mid-thigh. I am guessing she twists all the men around her finger to get what she want and more. Of course she has never met Vladislav Bazhenov! The question is how to approach this?