The Terrifying Barbie

We continued to meet and greet, when "she" started to walk towards us. The one person I had not expected being here, Barbara "Barbie the Terrible" James. She was one of my clients and a source of temptation for me personally.

She was a beautiful woman who seemed like a Barbie doll with long blond hair and crystal clear blue eyes. She was dressed in a strapless red dress with a mini-skirt length hemline. Skin tight with her hourglass figure, she had a booty which you could slam dunk and breasts which seemed ready to pop their top. Her legs were fine and well-defined and her feet in little red fuck-me pumps with a higher then normal heel.

Barbara was known for being 'terrible' due to the fact she liked to play the part of the dumb blonde being helped by her smarter assistants, at first. This was to lure out the sexyest and most arrogant, while slipping under their radar. Her victim was eventually let into the secret by showing her respect even with her 'disability' for business, and then seeing her true skills.

This had led me to securing a major client for a major bonus from my company. However, I seemed to have caught Barbara's eye as she had been flirting with me ever since. When told I was married, she had said, "Well, you have two choices. Either see me on the sly or see if your wife is open to new experiences like I am. I wouldn't mind playing with you and your wife if she's as pretty as you are handsome. If she dumps you for any reason, I'm coming for you... after I give her a tongue-lashing she will not forget."

As I tried to marshal myself to the meeting, I notice she had already come up to talk with my 'wife'... Amy.