After my last story was published a couple of months back, one of my regular readers, DarthZ12, made some suggestions for a new story, which I attempt to incorporate in my latest hairy woman story:
Danni had spent the last few years working in a crafts store which she loved as an artistic woman. She loved the freedom to wear the often individualistic selection of clothes that reflected her personality at work. Sometimes full of colour, sometimes gothic black and she just adored her trademark Doc Martens!
Sadly, the economic climate following the global pandemic and other world crises, resulted in a real drop in trade as people had less spare cash to indulge in non-essential items. The reality was the store was to close resulting in Danni's redundancy.
Danni was very upset in losing what for her was such a perfect fit, but she needed to find another job promptly, so was actively seeking new employment. She realised she might have to initially accept something that may not be up her street.
She was somewhat reserved unless in the company of those whom she considered like-minded souls, when she would sparkle. Petite in nature and she had a dense mop of somewhat short dark brown hair, Danni was a very natural young woman who eschewed the ideals of the beauty industry, something that had never been an issue up to now at the grand age of 27 years old.
Following a number of interviews at establishments that were not really what she wanted, she secured a week's trial doing some secretarial work. This was in a prestigious office which had a number of high calibre clients who would frequently visit to discuss their numerous business deals.
Her new boss, Mr Symes, had a very brusque manner and didn't display any warmth to her or her colleagues, yet was very smarmy when dealing with clients. The environment which Danni had found herself in was somewhat an alien world to that which she knew and she couldn't see herself staying long here, but at least it would pay the bills until something more appropriate came along.
Though Danni was able to perform the tasks expected of her, she really felt she didn't fit in. The two other women that also worked in adjacent rooms showed little friendliness to her, sensing she was somewhat different to them.
On the Friday morning, Danni was summoned to Mr. Symes' office for a review of her suitability to be given a six month contract. As she apprehensively entered the dragon's den the sun was pouring through the plate glass window.
"Please take a seat, Miss Summer!" ordered Mr Symes.
He continued,
"As you know we are a very prestigious company and expect exemplary standards in our employees, both in terms of productivity but also importantly in terms of appearance as we have much face to face contact with high profile clients.
As this is your first week here I have been satisfied with the standard of work given you are new to our procedures. However regarding appearance we have strict grooming regulations here which you will be required to adhere to!"
Glancing down towards Danni's legs which were shod in dark tights complete with knee length skirt, he couldn't help but notice a number of long dark hairs poking out through the material as the sun shone through, spotlighting her legs natural furriness.
Danni looked somewhat bemused before Mr Symes continued,
"I'm afraid Miss Summer, hairy legs on female employees is a definite no no! We expect immaculately groomed staff. No visible tattoos, unnaturally coloured hair, no piercings and female staff are expected to shave or wax their legs. We don't want our clients to think we are slovenly. It's not a hippy camp or feminist workshop here!
Obviously the choice is yours. We are happy with your work but when you return on Monday I expect to see that you've removed all that growth from your legs if you wish to continue here!
Well I've nothing to add, so you can go back to your office for the afternoon and a client will be in soon to see you about a contract. I sincerely hope you make the right choice?"
Danni was somewhat stunned and silenced by her appraisal and sloped back to her office somewhat deflated by her humiliation at the hands of her tyrannical boss. Her mind was in a turmoil because she needed the money for her bills but didn't want to compromise her integrity. Danni disliked shaving and liked her natural body hair. It was part of who she was. She'd done her best to hide her hairy legs under the material but numerous stray hairs gave the game away!
Ah hour or so later, there was a knock at her office door. Danni opened the door to her presumed client.
"Hi, I'm John Blunt. Good to meet you. I believe you will be looking after my affairs?"
Danni was taken back by John's casual dress sense after the stiff formality she'd encountered up to now. He also had a warm friendly smile.
Danni smiling back replied,
"Welcome Mr Blunt!"
"Please just call me John. I hate the stuffy formality," he interjected.
"Thanks, John," Danni smiled. "I gather you're a pretty important client here and wish to extend your business interests here? So what can we do for you?"
Getting down to business, John got out some spreadsheets to show Danni what he wanted to achieve for his business. After half an hour of intense scrutiny of the data, John suggested,
"Let's take a pause. I'll get a couple of coffees from the machine so we can unwind after this intensity!"
For the first time since she'd started here Danni felt somewhat relaxed and enjoying the company of someone at work.
"Thanks, John," as she accepted the drink. "I so need this!" she chuckled.
As she sat back on her seat John noticed as she clasped her cup some fine dark hairs just above her wrists as her shirt slipped back a little. At a subconscious level this made John look downwards. With the sun's rays still beaming through the glass, he too couldn't help but notice hairs peaking out from the material covering her legs. Unlike Mr Symes, John was not shocked nor appalled by what he observed. Surprised perhaps, but at the same time a little curious in a positive way.
After ten minutes or so of chitchat, John ventured,
"We'll better finish off the final details to get this deal just right for me and your company. Hopefully it won't take much longer!"
"Okay John. It will be good to get it finalised. That will certainly please Mr Symes."
John gave a wry smile at that. Thirty minutes or so later all the paperwork seemed to be in order and ready to be signed off by the boss on Monday morning.
As John got up and shook Danni's hand, while smiling warmly, he enquired,
"I know you're new here Danni, but I hope you don't find it unprofessional for me to ask, would you like to have a drink, as it's virtually wind up time? I'd like to know the person I'm dealing with?"
Blushing slightly, Danni positively responded,
"After the week I've had that would be lovely. I'm not sure Mr Symes would approve but hey if you don't tell him, then I won't either."
Laughing out loud, "Don't worry our secret's safe with me!"
Being discrete John instructed Danni where to meet him when she finished in about twenty minutes so they wouldn't be seen leaving together and get tongues wagging.
Though Danni wasn't a big drinker she certainly craved a beer this evening. John was just so different to everyone else she'd met at her new job and she really warmed to him. He was well built with a fairly rugged appearance, no airs and graces and maybe a few years older than her.
As she entered the bar where John had instructed her to meet him a couple of miles away, Danni gave a broad smile as she spotted John with a couple of beers waiting by him.
