Tiara Boston was fed up with her 9-5 job at the health & beauty centre. She was given the jobs nobody else wanted to do e.g. mop the floor, clean up after clients and make tea/coffee. She wanted to be able to learn how to give massages and facials but it was a dead end job.
For a pretty, young, smart and friendly lady, why can't I get a job that I enjoy, she thought to herself. She was 5 ft 8 with a beautiful curvatious body; large round beasts, tiny waist and nice round chubby ass that all men worshipped. Her Hispanic features attracted many men; long dark hair, dark brown eyes, sexy full lips and caramel tan. She screamed with sex appeal. So it was a wonder why she found it difficult to find a good job.
She looked in the job listings in the local paper and saw a small advertisement for an "Office Stress Reliever." It stated that the main duty of the role was to relieve and entertain fellow employees to uplift staff morale in a small company, no qualifications necessary, just dress to impress.
Tiara noted down the address and decided to have an early night before going to see the boss.
The next morning she arrived early at the office and asked for Mr. Myers (as stated in the advert). As requested she was dressed to impress indeed. Wearing a very tight fitted suit with a tiny skirt to show off her fantastic thick thighs and high heels, as she walked through to the office to Mr. Myers' room, everyone stopped to stare and the beautiful woman. Tiara was surprised to see that there where over 40 male employees and that there were no females; she automatically assumed that she wouldn't be able to get a job here. It only made her more determined to impress the employer.
She walked into the small room and saw a man in his late 30's, quite built sitting at the desk watching his computer screen.
"Good morning, I'm Mr. Myers," he said, getting up and shaking her hand. "You must be Miss Boston, please take a seat."
Tiara sat down and crossed her legs, unaware that Mr. Myers could catch an eyeful of her sexy bare thighs and that he was getting turned on at the sight.
"My, my, my, aren't you a sight for sore eyes!" he smirked.
"Uhh, thanks?" she replied, unsure of how to respond. "So, could you tell me more about the job Sir?" she asked politely, leaning forward slightly and exposing her fantastic full cleavage.
