As a mother of three, Beth had a few extra pounds but was striking by anyone's standards. Born and raised in the south, she had a charm and drawl that the townspeople of the quiet Maine town, just fell in love with. Being slightly above average height with shoulder length auburn hair, ample chest and round hips, Beth always turned heads when she went to town. The men loved how she filled out the sweaters she wore with her tight jeans, and always stopped her to say hi.
The women in town stopped her just as much. Some would say "if I had your figure," then they would just shake their heads and smile. Beth, being more then a little naive, would act like they were keeping some big town secret by not finishing the sentence. Even the boys in her kid's car pool would say your "mom is so hot." Under their breaths of course, but Beth would still blush.
Worrying if she could have lost a few more pounds or have gone on a couple more walks was now unimportant. In her new satin bra and garter belt she knew, for better or worse, she was as sexy and sophisticated as she was going to be. Beth was nervous the whole cab ride from the airport. She knew she had better settle the butterflies in her stomach if she was to pull off what she came to do.
As the doorman to the office building opened the cab door he could tell she had style, grace and was in no way a city gal. Charlie had a hard time taking his eyes off her legs. They were shapely like runners' legs, calves well defined and tanned. Charlie was a leg man, and this pair made his morning. He could see every muscle move as she pointed her toes to get out of the cab. As his stare moved up, he found her dress clinging to her hips and bunched up just above mid thigh; but not before he admired her garter and the lack of panties.
Charlie laughed under his breath when Beth slipped two one-dollar bills into his hand. "I hope this is enough" she said as she squinted to read his name tag. "That's fine ma'am." Charlie smirked, knowing it wasn't even close but knew his real tip was the view he just enjoyed.
Beth knew as she walked into her husband's new office building she really better turn on the charm. This was a big day not only for him and her, but their whole family. It meant they could move into a bigger house, private schools for the kids. This job meant new cars, a membership at the country club. Maybe even that boat they had been looking at for so long. They lived well but this job could really put them on easy street
As a lawyer Joe had always worked hard. "The Firm" as it was known, picked Joe right out of law school and had him earn his dues. Having him stay late, flying him wherever the company thought he would do the most good. Working with the senior partners had him moving up the ladder much faster then other people. He had quite a legal mind and it didn't hurt he was more than six foot and blonde. Joe was in shape with a year round tan. He had bluest eyes Beth had ever seen.
Her mind was made up that she would make sure Joe would get this promotion. Show some leg, ample cleavage. A laugh at sexual innuendos the bosses were so famous for. You better believe it; this job was his. As Beth walked to reception, she practiced a sexy laugh under her breath and added and extra wiggle to the spring in her step, all the while checking to see if anyone was watching her. After all she was there to impress people not to scare them away.
Pinning a visitor badge to her purse Beth followed the signs to the elevators. Checking her watch she knew she had plenty of time and took a couple of deep breaths. The elevator would be crowded by the look of the group waiting to get on. With a few polite hellos, smiles, and a good morning or two; everyone filed in to the elevator. It filled quickly with people being as polite as they could be while jockeying for position with out spilling their coffees and folding their newspapers. "Sixty-ninth floor please," she said with a smile to an older gentleman who she didn't remember seeing before.
It was going to be a longer ride then it was in the old building Joe worked in, fifteen floors to be exact. The lift was crowded, as people got on and off, Beth tried not to make eye contact with anyone by staring at her shoes and looking up admiring the real hardwood of the lift. It wasn't that plywood stuff or the lifts with the blankets hung in them. This was class all the way. Yes sir; we belong right here. Feeling a little self-conscious about just looking around, Beth took out her compact which wasn't easy being shoulder to shoulder with so many people and gave her face the once over.
