Not at first

The villa "Clandestinité " doesn't correspond at all to the clichés that Gretchen has known so far:

Secluded in a small forest surrounded by a real small park, in addition to the main house there are a few outbuildings in the area.

Contrary to what the name might suggest, the buildings are very modern.

Tamara drives her car across the large property and drives Gretchen into a well-hidden underground parking garage.

"So you've come in unseen for a start..." the blonde in the vinyl catsuite smiled at the young teacher

Gretchen looks around with wide eyes, there are only a few very exclusive vehicles here and Tamara explains to her without being asked that this is the owners' private underground car park.

They continue with the elevator to the office wing. Everything is new and of the finest quality, as the teacher notes with envy, who corrects homework and exams at home at an old table from her student days. Unlike their boss Tamara, the people who work here do not exude a hint of eroticism but rather seem like normal accountants, secretaries, etc.

Then the duo gets to Tamara's executive's office...

Wow, that's as big as half the young teacher's apartment, not to mention the furnishings.

Tamara offers Gretchen a seat and something to drink from the well-equipped house bar, then she explains a little about her business and Ms. Fischer's head is soon spinning with completely normal things like sales, profits, balance sheets and much more that she also had heard from many other companies where their students do internships.

The normality presented initially sobers Ms. Fischer, who had recently set off here under the auspices of the thrill of the forbidden.

Then finally Tamara gets to the interesting part:

“So you want a little tour now?”

Still lulled by all the boring stuff, Gretchen eagerly said:

"Yes, of course"

The black-clad vinyl erotic entrepreneur doesn't miss the exuberance, but the euphoric Gretchen doesn't notice how Tamara briefly exposes an extremly joyful grin...