Up to Sales

You shake off the implications of being in a contract. Besides, you really did enjoy Elizbet. You fully intend to get lots of advice from HR.

You exit the elevator. Sitting at the receptionists desk is a redhead wearing a black body stocking. Two half dollar size pieces of fabric cover her nipples.

Despite catching yourself, you start to whistle.

The redhead looks up with full cherry lips and grins at you. “You must be Nick.”

You nod.

“Charles is waiting for you.” She flips her hair and playfully sucks a finger. “Of course we could keep him waiting a bit longer.”

“Whatever are you suggesting?”

“My name is Fire and I’m suggesting we go to the storeroom and I’ll have you screaming it.”

“Isn’t it illegal to scream Fire in a crowded building?”

She laughs and stands up up, her tight body stocking showing off impressive curves.

You can’t help but be aroused.

“Mm. With a tent like that you can scream whatever the hell you want.” She begins walking down the corridor, her succulent ass swaying with the clack of her six inch stiletto heels. She motions for you to follow. “You cumming?”