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I come home after a long week at work. You can tell from my body language that I am exhausted and excited at the same time. You can see that something is on my mind, but you also know that my after-work mood is pretty volatile, so you try to pamper me as much as you can, taking my coat at the door, rubbing my aching feet with your warm hands until you feel me start to relax and open up.

“How was work?” you ask me. I sigh and respond, “It was a really long week. You’ll never guess what my boss wants from me now.” You just look at me with those big clear eyes, begging me to let you in just a little. “He wants me to go to Jamaica and give the hard sell to that new client of ours.”

“That doesn’t sound so bad. Why are you upset about it?” you ask me, heading off into the kitchen to pour me a glass of wine. When you return I say, “It doesn’t sound so bad, but that’s only because you don’t know my boss. When he says ‘hard sell’ he means that I need to be willing to do anything to make the client happy.”

You hand me the glass with a fearful look in your eye, working your suddenly dry lips around the word, “Anything?”

I just nod and say, “Yes, anything” and watch you work out all the possibilities in your head. You know exactly what will be on the client’s mind when he sees my curvy body on display, enjoying everything that the tropics have to offer. Too bad you can’t hide the raging erection you get, running through those scenarios. I put my foot on it and press down a little, enjoying the groans coming out of your mouth. Looking down at you I whisper, “That won’t be a problem now, will it?” and wait for your answer…

Cindy
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