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- May 27, 2010
Though only twenty-eight Taylor Fisher had already been promoted seven times in the last five years. The young blond had been quite talented in her job, if by job you meant taking phone calls, keeping record, and occasionally letting the boss have a little time to relax with her stunning sexual services. Of course her resume simply stated her experience in typical book keeping, accounting, writing speed, ect. The usual and after ever job there was a little of recommendation to go with it, a letter she had worked hard to get.
A pair of green eyes stared at her reflection in the elevator as it rose up the different floors making sure the curls were nicely placed around her face, her white shirt nicely tucked with the top button open, the black blazer free from any cat hair, and the skirt nicely suiting every single one of her curves.
The young woman stood a full height of five feet seven inches, and had a slim but curvy figure. She clearly took care of herself, and unlike most light blond ladies hers was all natural. She always had natural looking make-up, and made sure to dress appropriately in the building, well unless she wanted something or they were on a business trip.
Placing a nervous smile on her lips the young woman took a seat outside the gentlemen’s office for a minute or two just to calm her nerves. Checking her silver watch she noticed it was five minute to the appropriate time to start work and knocked on the firm wooden door. Waiting until she was called in the young woman instantly looked the man over already finding him extremely attractive and held out her hand. “Hello, I’m Taylor Fischer, your new secretary” She purred keeping eye contact.
A pair of green eyes stared at her reflection in the elevator as it rose up the different floors making sure the curls were nicely placed around her face, her white shirt nicely tucked with the top button open, the black blazer free from any cat hair, and the skirt nicely suiting every single one of her curves.
The young woman stood a full height of five feet seven inches, and had a slim but curvy figure. She clearly took care of herself, and unlike most light blond ladies hers was all natural. She always had natural looking make-up, and made sure to dress appropriately in the building, well unless she wanted something or they were on a business trip.
Placing a nervous smile on her lips the young woman took a seat outside the gentlemen’s office for a minute or two just to calm her nerves. Checking her silver watch she noticed it was five minute to the appropriate time to start work and knocked on the firm wooden door. Waiting until she was called in the young woman instantly looked the man over already finding him extremely attractive and held out her hand. “Hello, I’m Taylor Fischer, your new secretary” She purred keeping eye contact.