1. Sales Calls, Part II


    Date: 6/8/2016, Categories: Office Sex, Author: CommunicationDirectr, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    replied. “Do you think Kim is sexy?” Ann inquired. “Who is Kim?” I asked. “Kimsee,” Ann responded, “We call her Kim, but her real name is Kimsee. She is the receptionist.” “She is appealing,” I replied. “So you like her?” Ann asked. “She is cute,” I replied. I hadn’t really paid much attention to the receptionist. She was cute, but I didn’t remember anything that made her stand out. “Do you like what she was wearing?” Ann pressed. “I don’t remember what she was wearing,” I admitted. Ann frowned. “She is not sexy enough,” Ann remarked. “I will fix that.” ‘No, no, no,” I replied. I was trying to recall what the receptionist was wearing when I came in the front door. “No,” Ann countered, “American man must remember Kimsee. She is our first impression.” “Short skirt and black heels,” I blurted out. “Wait,” Ann remarked as she got up walked out of the conference room. “Kimsee, come,” Ann barked towards the reception desk. The young receptionist stepped into the conference room, her hands clasped, business-like, in front of her. She wore a tight beige-colored skirt, with a short hem, about six inches above her knees. She had on a pink, pull-over blouse that was low cut and form fitting, showing off her tight figure and every curve of her young body. If I had to guess, I’d say she was in early twenties. She stood about 5’5 or 5’6, but that was because she had on six inch black heels. Kimsee smiled as she stood in front of me, Ann standing behind her. “She is sexy, no?” Ann ...
    inquired. “Yes,” I replied. Ann audibly cleared her throat and Kimsee the receptionist, as if on command, turned slowly around and then pirouetted back around, again, stopping to face me. “She is very nice,” I replied. Ann audibly cleared her throat a second time and the young receptionist turned to leave the conference room. As she reached where Ann stood by the door, Ann reached out and stopped her, putting her arm in front of her. Ann stepped in front of her. She whispered something in Korean, and then slipped her arms around the receptionist’s waist, pulling up on the back of her skirt, giving me a clear view of her pink panties and very cute ass. The receptionist had her head bowed ever-so-slightly, resting her hands on her boss’ waist. “You like Kimsee?” Ann asked, peering around her employee at me. “She is very cute,” I replied. “I like Kimsee too,” Ann responded, as she unzipped the side zipper of Kimsee’s skirt. Ann pulled on her skirt, allowing it to fall to the young receptionist’s ankles, where she stepped out of it. Ann put her hands on the young girl’s shoulders, brushing her long jet-black hair back over her shoulders and to the side. Ann lightly planted a kiss on her receptionist’s exposed neck. Kimsee turned and said something in Korean, to her boss. “It’s OK,” Ann responded. “He is a good American man.” Kimsee turned and looked in my direction. I watched as she moved her hands higher up on Ann’s body, pulling her boss in closer to where she stood. She put her hands ...
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