Evendur
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- May 2, 2021
It was a pleasant June morning, the sun was out, not having to fight with any clouds in the sky to bless people with a day free of coats and other heavy clothing. This kind gift was unfortunately lost on Natalia Jackson, as she was barely out of bed and already nervous. She had managed to secure an interview with Steven Steadman's design firm "Aria", and paced around her bachelorette apartment trying to figure out the best way to order her day. Should she shower and dress first? Should she eat first? She should probably eat first since, if she spilled something she have to change and possibly shower again. But she wasn't super hungry yet, but, if she was going to eat first she shouldn't wait too long since then that could put the rest of her stuff back and make her late? "Ugh...this is so stressful! Maybe I should just reschedule? No, I can't do that, that'll look bad, and weird, and bad!" She said, freaking out. Natalia ended up eating Cheerios on the couch in last nights panties while watching some television to pass the time and soothe her anxious nerves.
Breakfast had a banana added to it, and once that was all consumed, she stripped out of her old clothes and got into the shower-tub combo in her bathroom, stepping under the warm water and squeezing the last dregs of shampoo out of her bottle of shampoo to massage into her golden locks. "Shit, I'm going to need more of that...I'll just have coffee for lunch, and buy some more after the interview while I'm out." She said to herself aloud as she washed up, and then shaved her pits, legs and crotch. On the off chance that her new possible employer saw it, she wanted to be prepared. Getting out of the shower and dried off, she opened her closet and got out her nice, interview clothes. She put on a set of white cotton panties and matching bra, and then a white button up blouse over top of it. She then realized she was showing way too much cleavage for an interview where she wanted to be taken seriously, and added a white camisole underneath to make her look attractive and presentable. She then put on black nylons and a black pencil skirt. Her normally 5'6" frame stepped into her 3 inch black heels. she had a large red bag to take with her to carry her design portfolio, resume, and references along with her. Not that all three amounted to much beyond what she had done in college, but you had to start somewhere!
She headed out and got on the bus, taking it downtown to the business district. She stopped for a large iced coffee on the way, her planned lunch for the day. A sip as she left the shop rejuvenated her, and she smiled a little. She could do this, damnit! She started to walk a bit more confidently, having forgotten to grab a lid in her hurry to get to her appointment early and not be late. She regretted walking 3 city blocks in heels, but the tradeoff for how fantastic her ass looked would be worth it when she got the job, and didn't have to choose between lunch and personal hygiene. She rounded the corner to the block that Aria Design Firm was on, as she passed a luxury jewelry store near the intersection. Off to the side, she heard a feminine voice thanking someone in the shop for helping them out again, but Natalia was too focused to turn her head to look. Unfortunately for her the next thing she saw was a flash of red in her periphery vision as she collided with the owner of that voice, and her lidless iced coffee became the newest accessory to her ensemble. "Oh no!" She cried out, feeling like it happened in slow motion as the iced brew splashed down and began soaking and staining her white clothing, starting to show off her breasts slightly through the dampening fabric.
The blonde's world cut out for a second as her brain shorted in a panic, and she came to a moment later, planted on her rear on the ground. It then began to sink in that she was now covered in coffee, her outfit turning very revealing and stained, literally a few metres and minutes away from the most important half hour of her life. She had no time, money, or means to do anything about it. The young woman saw her plans for the future crumbling around her, and just began to shake with both sadness and anger, looking around with gritted teeth and tears in her eyes for that flash of red that had so swiftly ended her dreams here today.
Breakfast had a banana added to it, and once that was all consumed, she stripped out of her old clothes and got into the shower-tub combo in her bathroom, stepping under the warm water and squeezing the last dregs of shampoo out of her bottle of shampoo to massage into her golden locks. "Shit, I'm going to need more of that...I'll just have coffee for lunch, and buy some more after the interview while I'm out." She said to herself aloud as she washed up, and then shaved her pits, legs and crotch. On the off chance that her new possible employer saw it, she wanted to be prepared. Getting out of the shower and dried off, she opened her closet and got out her nice, interview clothes. She put on a set of white cotton panties and matching bra, and then a white button up blouse over top of it. She then realized she was showing way too much cleavage for an interview where she wanted to be taken seriously, and added a white camisole underneath to make her look attractive and presentable. She then put on black nylons and a black pencil skirt. Her normally 5'6" frame stepped into her 3 inch black heels. she had a large red bag to take with her to carry her design portfolio, resume, and references along with her. Not that all three amounted to much beyond what she had done in college, but you had to start somewhere!
She headed out and got on the bus, taking it downtown to the business district. She stopped for a large iced coffee on the way, her planned lunch for the day. A sip as she left the shop rejuvenated her, and she smiled a little. She could do this, damnit! She started to walk a bit more confidently, having forgotten to grab a lid in her hurry to get to her appointment early and not be late. She regretted walking 3 city blocks in heels, but the tradeoff for how fantastic her ass looked would be worth it when she got the job, and didn't have to choose between lunch and personal hygiene. She rounded the corner to the block that Aria Design Firm was on, as she passed a luxury jewelry store near the intersection. Off to the side, she heard a feminine voice thanking someone in the shop for helping them out again, but Natalia was too focused to turn her head to look. Unfortunately for her the next thing she saw was a flash of red in her periphery vision as she collided with the owner of that voice, and her lidless iced coffee became the newest accessory to her ensemble. "Oh no!" She cried out, feeling like it happened in slow motion as the iced brew splashed down and began soaking and staining her white clothing, starting to show off her breasts slightly through the dampening fabric.
The blonde's world cut out for a second as her brain shorted in a panic, and she came to a moment later, planted on her rear on the ground. It then began to sink in that she was now covered in coffee, her outfit turning very revealing and stained, literally a few metres and minutes away from the most important half hour of her life. She had no time, money, or means to do anything about it. The young woman saw her plans for the future crumbling around her, and just began to shake with both sadness and anger, looking around with gritted teeth and tears in her eyes for that flash of red that had so swiftly ended her dreams here today.
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