Working for yourself isn't as easy as people think, bills to pay, things to buy, meetings to set up, clients to please. It's a constant grind.
The outcome of all of this is that each year you have to file your tax return. I've never been one for maths and I've always struggled with keeping the books up to date. I'd chatted with friends about it and they told me to go and see a book keeper. I wasn't sure, after all someone going through my accounts, making judgments on every penny spent against every penny that came in. I thought long and hard about it and decided that they were right, so I started to look around. I eventually found Rachel's Book Keeping Services and exchanged a few emails with Rachel outlining what was going out of the business and what was coming in. She queried a few things and then asked to meet and that I need to bring my current bills and anything associated with them.
I spent time pulling all the current bills and paperwork together and a few examples of things I was buying. We arranged to meet at her house which doubled up as her office and after stuffing paperwork in a plastic bag I made my way to see her.
Walking up the path to her front door I realised that the plastic bag was straining under the weight of the paperwork in it. In fact the handles of the plastic bag felt like they were going to snap. Ah well, a few more steps and I'd be there. I rang the bell and waited. After about 5 minutes the door opened and I was met by Rachel.
Rachel look at the plastic bag and sighed.
"I see the paperwork's in order then?"
"Maybe"
"Ok, come on through, lets go to my office."
I walked behind her and couldn't help but stare at her bum which was encased in a short denim skirt. She had a white blouse on and her brown hair swayed as she walked. She wore sandals and I could see that she was about 5 foot 5 inches tall and she exuded confidence. Entering her office I saw award certificates in frames on the wall and she walked behind her desk so she could sit down. As she went to sit down I saw that one of her blouse buttons was undone and I caught sight of a lacy white bra hidden underneath. She looked at me and I looked away pretending to look at her certificates.
As she sat at her desk I got a better look at her. Her brown eyes glinted as she talked about incomings and outgoings and bills that needed paying. I handed her the paperwork from the bag and told her that I had tried to put it into order.
"You had better put it on the desk then."
Lifting the bag up I placed it on her desk. She stood up seeing the pile of paperwork teetering on her desk. As she lent forward I caught sight of her boobs inside her blouse. I wasn't sure how big they were but they looked very inviting. Resisting the desire to touch them as she lent forward I simply smiled and helped steady the paperwork.
"Right, you had better leave this little lot with me and I'll be in touch."
"Okay, I'll wait to hear from you and nice to see you, I mean, meet you."
As I went to leave I realised that Rachel would now see the erection I had after sneaking a peek down her blouse. I caught sight of her looking but she quickly looked away.
She showed me out and said that she would be in touch.
A few weeks went by when I received an email from Rachel. She was querying some of the items of paperwork and asked me to bring more information and she asked about a subscription that was shown on the bank statements. I blushed, the subscription was for a porn magazine. I gulped and responded saying that I'd bring more information when we next met.
A week later and I was walking up the path to Rachels house again. Before I'd even knocked on the door it was opened and Rachel stood there in a summer dress that buttoned up the front. She smiled and asked me to come in.
We walked through towards her office and then I heard it, a snap as the handle on the plastic bag I was carrying snapped and paperwork spilled onto the floor. That didn't bother me too much but I knew that with the paperwork was a copy of the porn mag that I subscribed to. Well, she'd asked me to bring an example of whatever magazine I was buying.
She looked down and her eyes fixed on the cover of the magazine. As she looked down I saw the cover and blonde haired girl, dressed in a lacy white vest top and a white lacy thong was smiling away with one of her boobs out. Rachel looked down and then looked at me.
"No wonder you didn't say what the magazine was."
Before I could apologise or say anything she bent down and picked it up.
"Erm, you don't need to read it, I just brought it to show you."
"Oh I'll see if its value for money, so lets have a look."
Slowly and in a measured way, Rachel flicked the pages. I could see her look with interest at what she saw and I swear I saw her nipples become erect. I couldn't be sure as her summer dress was patterned so it was hard to tell.
Suddenly she turned to me with the magazine opened.
"Kym looks nice, what do you reckon?"
