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Shiori And Delinda Ch 01

Shiori And Delinda Ch 01

by roccia87
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Shiori had just completed her internship at Wayland Enterprises. A multinational company with its hands in the dough in many matters.

Graduated in economics and management engineering at the fifth university of Tokyo, with an American father and a strong investor, she had the road paved inside.

In front of her were two other interns. Jun Hi from China and Ksenia Rolubovola from Russia.

Together they signed a contract for a 15-year job at Wayland's London office.

Shiori didn't know how to move around the city and didn't know that a metro would take her home from the company in just 7 stops. She found out thanks to Jason but only in the afternoon, when he accompanied her.

The next day, in fact, he discovered something...

She harbored a desire and a secret.

Her computer had huge amounts of podiagraphy material. Some women dressed but with their feet visible. Many barefoot and many with dirty feet. Then she had Brazilian videos of women playing all kinds of games associated with their feet. But she didn't like it when domination was involved.

While she was in the elevator, going down into the parking lot, she was scrolling through a digital store where she bought one of these videos. A pink-haired girl was licking her dirty feet.

The elevator stopped, lowered her glasses, and the doors opened to show the parking lot. Here, not far from her car, she saw a colleague of hers throwing her heels into the car before getting into.

Then she saw two curious rings at her feet, then her nails of a varied and elegant blue. The fact that she was dressed in white contrasted with the whole situation. So Shiori enjoyed the scene for a few seconds, advancing in very small steps towards her car just four cars away from hers.

The keys then fell to her colleague and bending down to pick them up she showed all the black collected from a day spent barefoot for the offices and parking. Shiori's heart didn't stop beating. Then the colleague left with the car.

She climbed into her car.

And every time she blinked, those dirty feet appeared in her mind.

She remained with the thought of those feet all the way... A woodworm that she could not have easily removed.

"Weren't those feet the most beautiful and vivid ever seen?"

They were long. At least a 9.

Between her thighs she was soaked.

She looked for an alley, a place to let her car out of the tinted windows.

She got out only to get on the passenger side. She made to take his dildo in the drawer; but she remembered that sketch of the last time.

"Nandayo"

So she went home. There, in the bathtub she would have vented.

But the surprises would certainly not be over.

The next day, she would wear only white clothes.

Then would have asked the reception guys whose car it was.

But it was useless. The photo of her "infatuation" ran through the panels of the office.

"Claude, who is that?"

"Delinda Bishop, London attachΓ© of the Asian section. You work for Darius Ahmed, she is your boss."

"Ah... Thank you..."

So she went back to her desk. Where started looking for a low-priority job that had been asked of her by Darius himself. She carried it out with extreme meticulousness and zeal. Then, Darius began to observe the entrance to his study.

When Delinda Bishop entered in Darius study, she played her cards...

She unfastened the strap of her sandals and then tied it behind her heel and went to play them.

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She knocked, and allowed her in.

"Dr. Ahmed, that's what you asked--"

As Darius pored over the document, Shiori's eyes peered into Dr. Bishop's sandals for a second.

But she didn't realize that Delinda was doing the same.

"Are those sandals Manolo?"

Shiori smiled for a moment.

"Yes, Dr. Bishop. Yours too, right?"

"Darius?"

Darius looked up, then Delinda asked:

"You can't introduce us?"

"Delinda, meet Shiori Ashton." The two shook hands.

"Ashton? My father plays tennis with an Ashton."

"Yes, she is the daughter of our partner Ashton. But she only put her Japanese name on her resume, graduated third from the faculty of economics at Todai, specializing at Yale in management engineering and coming first in her course. We only found out that she was the daughter after signed the contract. But no one had or would have her curriculum so..."

Then Dr. Bishop in a rather skimpy Japanese asked her:

"If our friend gives you enough free time, would you like to give me Japanese lessons?"

"You just need to talk in Japanese, we could do it whenever you want during lunch breaks Senpai Bishop..."

"If you give me lessons, I'll call you that..."

Darius said, handing the document to Delinda.

Then he picked up the phone:

"I'm Darius Ahmed, send me someone for the brain."

Delinda offered to explain what it was but did so in English.

"It's our computing unit."

"Let's hope Shiori wasn't wrong..."

"while we wait for them to go up, take a look at this Del"

Delinda slipped off her Manolos, then settled down on Darius' desk.

Shiori leaned on the sofa to better observe Delinda's feet soles, already very black.

Then a boy entered.

"I'm here for the material to be calculated..."

Darius went with the boy, then said to his colleagues:

"It will take a few minutes..."

Delinda finished reading Shiori's report.

"If your work is correct, you'll make us a small fortune."

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Shiori smiled as she danced the shoe elegantly...

Delinda finished reading then, putting the file away, asked:

"Soo..."

But Shiori, in Japanese, suggested to her:

"We're alone, do you want to talk to me? Use Japanese. You don't speak badly. You just have to use it..."

Shiori stood up slowly, approaching slowly.

Shiori was close, her hand about to caress her feet.

When Darius entered with the programmer.

"His calculations are correct, has exceeded the margin of error!"

"Did you get us back in front against Kun Lee?"

"Oh yes..."

The programmer approached Shiori.

"How did you do it?"

"Can I have your phone please?"

He gave the phone and Shiori began typing on phone at impressive speed.

Shiori was so close to Delia's feet that she could have smelled them, but she had washed them well and there was no smell even though she had been barefoot.

When he finished writing the program, Shiori gave the phone back to the programmer.

After just one glance the programmer was amazed.

"It seems that you haven't done anything else since you were little..." Everyone's eyes were on her and no one noticed how close Delinda's feet were from stroking Shiori's arms.

"Ever heard of Linux Kinzelad?" Shiori asked.

"The legendary distro programmed by a sixteen-year-old?"

"It's about my code."

The large office began to empty when a phone call came from Darius' phone: "Darius. All right. We back...Β»

On his way out, he also took the programmer away.

"Hurry... We need to go back down!"

Then Delinda got up, put her Manolo back on and asked in Japanese:

"What's your favorite tea?"

Β«A mixture that I have prepared for myself by dear friends...Β»

"What is your interior in this office?"

Β«4 2 6Β»

"I'll call you for lessons and a bit of conversation then..."

Delinda left and Shiori went back to work.

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