A day at the office

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It is a typical spring morning at the moving business; I am as always busy and have no time for meandering about. I am intensely slaving away, booking appointments and scheduling employees’ work for the day. The office door opens and in walks this gorgeous brunette. She is wearing a strapless white summer gown adorned with red flowers. “Hello,” she says to me from across the counter. I am startled at first. It is not unusual to get a walk-in customer, but I don’t come across one of her caliber every day. I stumble about my words and muster, “Hi, there. How can I help you?” “The name is Ellen, and you would be?” “Chloe, nice to meet you, Ellen. What can I do for you?” “I am in need of your services to move. Would you be so kind as to help me?” she says to me as I stare at her lips, they are simply gorgeous and so defined. I cannot keep my eyes off of her. “What has gotten into me?” I am wondering. “Yes, I can. Please make yourself comfortable,” I say, directing her to the round table where we discuss all household moves with our clients. I take a seat next to her and grab our move folder. It contains the most important information one must have to make logical decisions on how they would like to move their items from one home to another, the do’s and don’ts of moving, per se. Suddenly I feel her leg brush against mine. This takes me by surprise, but if I’m being honest with myself it feels quite nice. I jolt just a bit, and she acts as if nothing has happened. “Hmm,” I think to myself and say, “Excuse me for a second.” I get up to go to my desk, as I am missing one piece of information I need to discuss with her. As I am going to my desk I think I faintly hear her say, “Hmm, nice.” I turn around to her güvenilir bahis saying, “What?” “Hmm, what? I didn’t hear anything,” she replies coyly. “Is she checking me out?” I wonder. I decide to play along and bend over slightly. Giving her a view of my ass, as I know it looks good in the jeans that I decided to wear today along with a flowing cream cashmere top. It always makes my breasts look great. I don’t wear it often, but sure glad I did today. Coming back to the table I must say something about this. I know I wasn’t hearing things. “I know I heard you say something ma’am. You may be forward,” I say to her quite frank. Puzzled, she looks at me and simply states, “No, I did not, you must have been dreaming that. Did you wish I had maybe?” Boy, this lady is good. I know full well she did say something and she is blatantly denying it. I wonder what she is up to. I shrug and say, “Quite possibly,” and go about business, taking my seat next to her once again. I cross my legs and start fishing through the paperwork, discussing the options with her. She comes in closer to have a better look at the papers I am flushing through and our knees meet. This feeling was like electric, I feel this charge rush through me and wonder if she feels it to. Instead of moving mine away, I hold steady. I can’t move it, and I don’t want to move it. I’m stuck, but continue to go through everything with her, wondering if she is even listening. Just at that moment I feel her hand brushing over my leg. I turn to look at her and she is staring me straight in the eyes, as if she is drowning in my eyes. “Ma’am, exactly what is it that you are here for?” I ask her. She says nothing. Feeling a bit perplexed, I decide that perhaps güvenilir bahis siteleri I should show her around the warehouse, as she will need storage too. “May I show you the warehouse and the vaults that we will use to house your belongings?” I ask of her. As if she was dreaming she stammers some words, “Oh yes … moving … need storage … yes could you show me please.” As we get up, I’m thinking either this lady is out of her mind, or something is going on here, but I don’t want to assume anything. I always get myself into trouble with assumptions. I lead her through the warehouse and she keeps a bit behind me. I don’t doubt she is mesmerized by my hips and walk, as she stays close behind me, but doesn’t come by my side as most people do. I guide her around the warehouse, explaining how we load the vaults and where everything would be placed. I am sure to mention that the warehouse is climate controlled and rodent free, a common customer question, but she has said nothing so far. I don’t know what to think of her. I have my own thoughts, but I am at work and need to keep this professional. I could very well be getting set up by the company, so I remind myself to keep it on that level. Just then, out of nowhere she grabs my arm and pushes me against the shelving and plants a deep kiss on my lips. I can’t think, let alone speak. As if a light flickers within me I suggest a better place for this. “Around the corner there are some empty vaults, some with blankets even. Would you like to go check those out?” I ask her, knowing our warehouse has cameras and we would be out of sight in the vaults. I am no longer worried about professionalism. If you could have seen this woman, you would not blame iddaa siteleri me. She quickly responds with, “Hmm, I say we go there.” I take her hand and pull her in that direction, as I want to continue what she started. I lead her down into the vault. “Watch your step,” I say to her, not wanting her to trip. She seems a bit out of it and I don’t need her to falter now. She sure has my attention and I would like to see where this leads. “These vaults are quite spacious,” she says. I ignore her at first and just full on start kissing her luscious, plump lips. She kisses me back and her hands begin to roam my body, she has me pinned to the wall of the vault. In between kisses, I’m still in work mode a bit. I tell her, “You can fit a whole room in here.“ Her hands continue to wander under my top and I can feel her messing with my bra. Then when she unlocks it and starts caressing my breasts, she answers me, “I bet you can, but I’d like to feel it out first.” This lady totally came in today with ulterior motives, and the hunch I had was correct. I’m beside myself with thoughts and just go with it, as I am not about to stop her. I whimper, feeling her hands run over me. I attempt to place my hands on her but she smacks them away telling me, “Not yet!” She grabs my shirt and pulls it over my head, exposing my perky nipples to the cold air in the vault. I want to touch her so badly. The dress lies perfectly against her body. It leaves very little to the imagination and it needs to be removed. I am still wondering in the back of my mind what made her decide to use our company, and just as I am it comes over my lips. “May I ask you what made you decide on us for your moving needs?” Realizing I just spoke in the midst of this I feel rather stupid, but she answers me in between kisses. “Well, I’ve been passing this office from time to time. I always see this lovely girl sitting near the window and thought to myself, if I ever move, it’s going to be with her.

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