Work Pit Stop

Emma’s first stop was to head to the office. She didn’t want to be there long and just needed to grab a few papers for today’s showings. She loved to get the lowdown on all the possible buyers for the properties. Overall, it was a fairly easy day to sell, especially wearing what she called her ‘charm outfit’. All in all, she had one office building and three houses that were all worth a lot of money, so Emma needed to be on top of it all.

It was just a bit after 9 when she got to work and pulled up to the ticket booth. Sure enough, it was Neil, looking as timid as ever. He was immediately flustered the minute Emma pulled up to the booth. She did love it, knowing she had this effect on him, and thought it was so adorable. She also thought of a tiny, devious plan that would hopefully get her free parking.

"Well, good morning, Neil." Emma is smiling. She cocked her head and pushed her tits out just a bit more to make sure he got a good look. From Neil’s wide-eyed stare, she could tell she picked a good bra.

"Oh, hi Emma. How are you?" He stuttered.

"Oh, I’m good. It's not going to be long today, I’m afraid. I've got a lot of people to meet and things to sell. I just need to run upstairs really fast. So I'll be in and out. Is that ok?" Emma knew she had him when she saw that he couldn’t keep his eyes off of her tits.

"Well, um..as much as I’d love to not charge you.."

"Really? Oh, Neil, that would mean a lot. I just need to grab a few things. It could be our little secret. " Emma buttered him up a bit more and bit her bottom lip for the icing on the cake.

"Oh… I mean, I guess it would be okay this once. I can validate it now." She did a victory lap in her head.

"Neil, thank you so much. And as I said, it will be our secret." Emma smiles again, winks, and drives off. The poor boy didn’t stand a chance. She needed that ego boost to start her day.

She drove around the winding ramp to the garage and parked. She felt so energized this morning that she felt she could rule the day. Even though it was horribly wrong, getting her brain fucked out last night was just what she needed. It was like the stress melted away. She, of course, knew she couldn’t do that again, so she needed to ride this high as long as she could.

Emma got out of her car and made the trek to the elevator. She got there and quickly pressed the button. Emma suddenly felt eyes on her and knew she wasn't alone.