Tricia had large breasts and she knew it. She knew how attractive her breast was and always love to showcase it. She have a Very, very big breasts, a size that is normally scarce in a big office. Among the company male's population, her breasts were a common source of conversation. Ever since Randy took over the company, he never participated in that kind of rumor mongering. The workers knew that. Any conversation related to her breasts normally cease whenever he was around. That dosen't mean that Randy was not noticing, but he don't talk about it because of his position. Randy can't deny the fact he love what she have over her chest, it he wasn't gonna sway his feelings on her, no matter how much flesh she showed off.It was unprofessional to dress provocatively in the office as she was nearly doing, but Randy wasn't ready to tell anyone how they should present themselves for interview. He wasn't ready to tell her to cover up or lecture her on how she would live their lives. He do
The room went silent. That was not what Randy was expecting from her. He didn't see that coming. He looked at her, thinking maybe, she was serious. She looked down at him with a twinkle in her eye. She trapped her lower lips with her teeth and as her large breasts hung down over the desk, intentionally showcasingher asset to Randy. "What is the meaning of this. Is this a joke, Tricia? I was despirately waiting to hear reasonable things from you, not knowing you are not mentally okay. Don't abuse the chance I gave to you." Randy said. " But are you really serious with this?""I'm very serious, Randy. You know I'm saying the truth." Tricia replied, standing up straight, and walking back towards the projection as her ass swing from one side to the other."Tricia... this is inappropriate and you know it. I don't have to preach to you before you know." Randy began. "If this is some sort of play, I can understand, but if this is serious... you're not going to get this job. You will be disq
It was a picture of Tricia. Randy was confused on why she was showing him her picture. Is her picture part of the work she will be doing in her office. What point was she planning to proof with her picture?On the screen, she have four of her pictures. They were not even pictures of her at work but a picture of her at a club, dancing, coated with sweat from the no-doubt heated atmosphere she was dancing in. Tricia was wearing a tight blue top which was scooped low that her large breasts were just showing out from her sides. She was also wearing a short skirt that barely covered the cheek of her big ass. It was showing off what she was wearing underneath which was a cheer pink pantie as she dance. It was an erotic view which was capable of making any man hard. The top right picture was her in a room that looked like a house party. She was dancing in front of a broad muscular guy. Her back was pressing againt him as he sqeez her two breasts with his hands. Her eyes was closed, showing
"Gosh," Randy said, sweating a little. She could not believe that a girl like her was working in his father's company. "Trust me, Randy. You are not the type of guy I'm normally into. I mean, no offense, but to a girl like me, you're kinda boring and annoying. Guys that look as handsome as you normally have the type of fun that women like me need but you are different. Or should I say you are acting different. So, I started thinking... maybe there's more in you that you are not showcasing. I was beginning to think that you are hiding your true character, your true self. The real person that you are. Maybe deep down, beyond that dull, boring façade, this whole good acting guy, everybody's Friend's act, maybe there's a dirty fucking stud just bursting to be out to be exactly the kind of guy I want to show favour," Tricia said. At this point, Randy simply closed his eyes and rubbed my palm on my forehead."Tricia..."."I know I'm talking completely off-base, but think about it. I mean,
"Against my wife? What concerns Vicky with your nonsense presentation?""Just relax, I'm about to show you." She said and advanced the slideshow. To Randy's surprise, Vicky's picture appeated. He moved forward in his seat slightly, caught off guard. The picture was just showing Vicky's face, the sun shining through her hair, her brilliant teeth flashing at the camera. It was a great picture, but knowing that Vicky was the one showing him her picture sent a wave of concern into hom, as if he knew deep down what she was about to do."This is your wife, Vicky. Very Pretty damsel. I give her that." Tricia commented. "I've met her, and yeah, she is as nice as everyone says. She is a perfect wife material," She said, curling up her lips slightly as if there was something insidious hidden within her seemingly sweet compliment. .She proceed to advance the slides forward to another picture, this one of Vicky and Tricia, side-by-side, smiling. Trica was the one taking the picture. It was as if
At this point, Randy could not control it anymore. He had taken enough from her. It was obvious she came to seduce him and make him divorce his wife. She didn't come for professional interview. He stood up, straightened his suit coat, and glanced out the window, taking in the later afternoon sun shining over the various buildings before looking at her."Well, first of all, you're fired!." Randy began, but she wasn't even bordered. She was smiling as if Randy was joking. "I can lay out the various reasons why your service is no longer needed in this company. Your first offence is Sexual harassment, followed by Inappropriate behavior in the workplace, and talking down on my wife." Randy continued."The way you conducted yourself today was enough to talk your way out of a pretty good job if you have came up with reasonable things, but I think we both know you were probably underqualified for this job anyway." Randy stated, causing her to sigh in mock offense. She was just looking at Rand
He tried to go back to his work but he couldn't. He was already tired. The arranged the papers on his desk and grabbed his office box. Going home was his best option that moment since it as 3pm. He zommed of and headed home. Vicky was surprised when she saw Randy. She was forced to check the clock to confirm. "You came back early today." Vicky said as she wrapped her hand around his neck."Yeah, I was missing you. I couldn't wait anymore.""And you expect me to believe this? I'm sure you are done with your work for the day. That's why you are hear."I'm not actually done. I was missing you. I couldn't concentrate anymore, so I packed my things and rushed over here." Randy said and Vicky smiled happily. "I've missed you as well. So good that you came home early today." She kissed him and they went upstairs together..."A WEEK LATER""I think we need a maid in this house." Vicky suggested as Randy stepped into the bed room after taking his bath. "A maid? What for? Do we really need
But how can she disguise beyond recognition?. The next day, she went and registered a new mobile number before going the saloon to cut her hair. She repainted her fingers, increased her eyebrows definition and fixed an artificial pale blue eyes. She left her nose and did a permanent lips make up, after which she did a permanent face make up.This went a long way to disguise her. She was looking totally different and more prettier than before. She got home happy but it remained one thing. Her voice."What if I change my accent? What if I start speaking like to local Mexican?" She asked herself. Though she knew it would be pretty tough but she decided to give it a try. She was ready to do anything to become Randy's house help.She download many Mexican movies and dictionary and began to practice in her house. Few days later, she began to to speak with some trace of Mexican accent. At this point, she was ready. Ready to strike the second time. This time, she was more than prepared to con
“I wonder why you didn’t go with her. She’s so hot and irresistible. You really misssed.” He heard a feminine voice say from his back. “I’m married. Happily married.” Randy responded without bordering to look at the back and know who was talking. All he knew was that it’s one of the bar sluts. He wasn’t ready to give any of them any attention. “That you are married is not an excuse. That girl have a huge breast. imagine how nice it will look, having it bouncing while she fucks you. I’m sure you cannot get that from your house wife. It’s sad that you just missed and she’s going to give it to another man. Though I like the fact you didn’t go with her because I wouldn’t be lucky. Now that she’s gone, it means you will be coming home with me tonight.” Randy wasn’t shocked but he wondered what gave her the mind to think he will be coming with her. She must be a beauty goddess. Randy thought before lifting his head and turning to the lady. To his surprise, it was an older woman. Yeah, a
"Randy. How can I help you? He asked looking at her face. "Help? I didn't come for you to help me.""Do you know me? I'm trying to recall your face but I couldn't. Have we met before?" He asked."No, we have not. This is the first time I'm actually seeing you. Do you mind if I sit here?" She asked, gesturing the seat opposite his position which was meant for his client."Um.... I don't think so. But though it depends." Randy replied and she smiled."Depends on what exactly?" she asked."Ummm.. depends on your intentions," Randy said and her eyes narrowed knowingly. It wasn't a negative response but it wasn't what she was expecting."My intention is nice. It's something I'm sure you had been waiting for. This is the first time I'm seeing you around here so let's say you don't know how things work here. Though you don't have to worry about anything because I'm going to put you through with anything. But before we get started or should I say, tell you my intentions, you will buy me a dr
It was 5pm in a cool evening the next day. Randy was sitting in Saplux restaurant. He had an appointment with a client. He had told him to wait for him in the restaurant. His client was a drinking type and had arranged for a meeting in the restaurant with him. He sat at the extreme side of the bar, sipping a chilled wine while waiting for the man.He was not a type of person that drink in restaurant. But because of a huge contract which he didn't want to loose, he had to succumb.This was the first time he was visiting the restaurant. Every single thing in the restaurant was made out of nice warm wood, and they are never in lack of any type of wine and beers. It was a luxury restaurant. The drinks are costly, far more than other places. You can call it a vip restaurant. It wasn't overly loud. It wasn't a betting, casino or gambling restaurant. There was nothing like darts or pool tables. It was more of a modern and cooler joint, and it attracted a young wealthy people. They comes the
"Oh, my God!" she exclaimed, breathing hard and looking over at Randy."Are you hurt?" Randy asked, looking at her. He was troubled she might have gotten hurt. "No, I'm fine." She replied, staring back at Randy. She was staring into his eyes, so hard at Randy couldn't look further. His eyes drifted down to her heaving chest which was going up and down as she breath hard. It was pouring out of her bra, just inches from him. The first two buttons had went off, leaving her breast exposed. The mood in the car was changing and Randy could sense it. Tricia was not moving at all. She remained in the position, waiting for him to make a move. All she needed was for him to touch her breast. One move can let her breasts out of her bra. The only thing remaining to be out was her nipples. It was a very big temptation. Her breast was smooth and beautiful. Randy fought back even though he knew she won't stop him if he make any move. He had stared more than he should, making it obvious for Trici
An hour later, Vicky was taking her bath when Tricia knocked on the door."Come in." Randy was already completing his tasks. She pushed the door open and got in."Are you ready to go?" Randy asked."Oh, yes. I'm totally ready. I'm done cooking." Tricia grinned at him. "You can wait for me in the sitting you. I'm coming.""I will be waiting." She replied and left the room.Randy rounded up with what he was doing and more his clothes."I'm going to drop her!" He alerted Vicky before leaving the room. Tricia was waiting inpatiently in the sitting room."Let's go." He said as he walked past her and she joined her. Randy got into the car and fired it up, then opened the front door for her "Get in." She got in and Randy started the long drive to her house. There was silent in the car. Tricia was thinking of how to start things out "How was today's work?" She asked, breaking the awkward silent. "It was fine. Just as usual." He replied keeping his attention on the road. Even though he wa
"Oh! My skirt? Is it that Short?" She asked, checking herself out as if nothing was wrong with the dressing. She adjusted it a little and looked up at him, "Is anything wrong with it, sir?""Do that look proper to you? You can't dress this way while working here. I won't entertain that." He said and took his seat while she stood behind him."But I don't see anything wrong with it, sir. It wasn't showing any indecent skin." She said, acting as if she was trying to pull it down but she wasn't doing anything."So showing much of your thighs isn't incident?" Randy asked, checking her outfits again. There was no doubt she was blessed witha beautiful skin."It's Just My leg and nothing else. My pink pantie is not showing." "Enough! I didn't asked you the colour of your panties. Go and change to a more decent cloth. I don't want to see you in this type of dress in this house again. If you want to keep working here, always dress decently." Randy warned."I didn't come with any other cloth,
"I don't think this is the best solution. We have enough room in this mansion. Giving her a room won't cause any harm." Vicky said."You want a girl to live with us in this house? Are you sure you know what you are saying?""I don't know what you are thinking but she's a nice girl. She can't think of doing any harm to us. I can easily control her. She's Royal." "I don't trust her. She May not be what we think she is. I'm not buying the idea of letting her live with us. I can add some bucks to her salary for her daily transport." Randy insisted. "It's alright. I won't continue to drag this with you." She said and laid back down on the bed. it wasn't long and they drifted off to sleep....The next day, Tricia arrived and started off with her daily routine. Randy had left before her arrival. She cleaned the whole house and took care of the kitchen before leaving for some personal activities.She came back afterwards by evening. She was in the kitchen when Randy arrived."Honey! I'm
Tricia continued to clean. Along the way, she decided to clean it well so she could see she was a fast leaner. She took good care of the room. Everywhere was spackling clean when Vicky came back.She could not believe her eyes. She was never expecting that. She literally cleaned the whole object. She was already thinking of how to get another house help but this sudden change Just made her chnage her mind."I can see you learns so fast. You may be the best person for this job." Vicky said."I'm happy that you like it ma. I was scared, thinking you won't be satisfied, but I can see you like it." Tricia said, trying as much as possible to keep the Mexican intonation which was lagging already."Like is an understatement." She raised some furniture and saw that she really did a great job. It was more than what she was expecting. "I love your work.""Can you cook?" Vicky asked."Yes, I can cook most American foods. I've work as a chef for a few months." Tricia said with confidence. She can
Tricia got to the house and knocked. Vicky was busy watching her favorite program when she heard a knock on the door. She knew who was knocking. She was expecting Tricia."I'm coming." She said and got up from the seat, then headed towards the door to Open it. She got to the door and unlocked it. She opened the door and was surprised on how Tricia looked. She was well dressed. Her clothe was a little clingy but not sultry, though she nearly looked like a classic babe. "Welcome, you can have a seat." Vicky said, ushering her to the couch situated directly opposite her sit. "Thank you very much, maaam." She sat down gently and continue to look around as if she haven't seen the place before."So, this morning, I'm going to teach you how to clean the tables and other appliances. I know you may have an idea on how to clean but I want you to be doing it on my own way. You have many things you need to learn. I'm sure you will learn fast."I will try my best, maam. Your satisfaction is my p