...at the reception.

Your second day at the reception desk is becoming routine already, but a pleasant routine. It's not spending all day in front of your screen typing numbers, you meet as whole lot of new people and almost every smile you give is a smile your receive. And a compliment, and a wink and a hand on your butt or your tits. You'd have never thought you'd enjoy being the centre of attention this much, especially this kind of attention that mostly seems to focus on your new female body. You can't blame anyone giving you compliments for it or want to touch it - were you a man who'd meet a hot bodied woman like your, you would too. And so you enjoy it, take every wandering hand, every cheek kiss from someone who's not really in a position to get this close to you as a well earned compliment. And a reason to return the favour if the person across from you is attractive and /or nice enough to deserve it. And you notice that a strategically used smile and a well presented pair of pert tits are perfect to disarm all those who aren’t in a good mood, looking for some stream to be let off.

The morning flies by like this, and the permanent touching and flirting is making you horny enough to let your hand slide into your panties and touch your wet little pussy behind your desk.

Where it is, when the VP of PR approaches your desk.

“Ah, well, Ms…”

His eyes stay in the general region of your name tag - aka your tits – notably longer than they would have to for him to read it.

“… Jordan. No, you can leave your hand there, I’m glad you‘re enjoying this job so much and get yourself into the right mood… I’ve never seen you here, you’re new, I assume. That’s a pity...”

“In this position, yes, Sir. But I’ve been in the company for a while now.”

“Are you? This is an entry level job…”

"I - kinda needed a change of perspective. And the company needed a skilled and experienced receptionist."

“We did, indeed. First the complaints about uncooperative girls and then no girls at all to receive important guests. You have been informed about the – special duties? Maybe have performed some of them them already?

“Yes, and yes, Sir.”

“And no complaints from your side?”

“No, Sir. I think I really like this job.”

“Good. Very good. Maybe we can use you, that would make today a lot easier.”

“Sir?”

“We have gotten into a bit of a snag. We’re expecting the heads of our two major business partners today. We had actually excepted on of the parties before noon, but their flight has been delayed and they’re due to arrive at the same time. Of course the CEO and I both need to be present at both meetings. And they’re competitors, so it’s preferable if the don't see each other before we have one of the deals settled. So we need someone to keep one of the delegations busy while they wait. Which is… a bit a of a delicate task, people of that calibre usually don’t wait.”

“You want me to… keep them occupied?”

“Entertain them if you will. It’s not guaranteed that that will include your - special duties in this job but it might as well.”

You gulp. It’s one thing to join nervous job applicants tor get fondled by middle management. These seem to be high stakes.

“Who would I …”

“Given how delicate this task might become we can actually let you pick who you'd be most comfortable to work with, Lexi. The appointments should be in the system with all the information available.”

You check the expected visitors in your computer.

Your eyes open wide as you see the first. Probably one of the most known faces in the country. Kind of a business pop star. New tech, electric cars and of course his own space program by now. As most people whose egos are big enough to get this status of notoriety, he isn't uncontroversial. Lots of eccentric tweets that brought him lots of attention, a dubious history of how his family fortune was made back in the old country that he likes to hide behind a façade of the self made man - an image he mostly bought with that exact same fortune. Seven children with nine women. Or something like that, you cared more about the tech news about him that the gossip web sites as a man.

The other one you never heard of. You see his picture – 60ish, conservative suit, grey hair but balding, a little overweight, but all in all not unattractive for man his age. Sedate, with an aura of reliability and gravitas. Head of a German Car Manufacturer. One of the big ones who mostly makes cars you will likely never be able to afford. Who have lost quite a market share to the upstart electric car company of your other visitor recently, though.

You know your company is not that much of a major player, but it’s gotten better through the recent global crises and supply chain disruptions than the competition, which can make it a key factor in the success or failure of any of these two business giants in the near future.

And one of their head honcho’s moods and sensitivities is put into your care. This may make or break one of the deals.