WhisperingRain
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This is a closed thread for Debonair and myself, please enjoy.
Lisa Armstrong
30 years old
5’4” blonde hair, small frame, very nice shape
I looked at the time, and raced around in my bra and panties, making the bed, putting the last touches of my make up on before slipping my dress on. Late again, as usual, and not only did I have a million things to do at work, I had a new project starting with a new assistant I had only met briefly. I sure hope the guy liked to work and didn’t take a lot of training.
Finally in the car, I drove to work. I really needed to calm down, this was not going to be a one two three project and with a new assistant, I needed to have my head on straight. Damn, if things were better between Jeff and I, say if he gave it up a little, things might not be so fucking frustrating. I really needed to something about this.
I walked in my office, grabbing a quick cup of coffee on the way and was surprised to see that he was already seated on the couch.
“Well, I’m glad you’re here, sorry I was late. I hope you don’t have a problem with long hours and hard work. This project is very important and although it is rather large, we have to have it completed in three months. We are bidding for a large contract to do architectural design for a private country club. I have the map of the land and surrounding developments. The time and the presentation of our ideas is very crucial to get any chance at winning the bid. Three other big and reputable firms are competing for this contract. It’s not going to be easy.”
Setting down my coffee, I took out the large papers with the area of land marked where we were going to be working and laid it flat against the working table at one end of my office.
“Let’s get to work.”
Lisa Armstrong
30 years old
5’4” blonde hair, small frame, very nice shape
I looked at the time, and raced around in my bra and panties, making the bed, putting the last touches of my make up on before slipping my dress on. Late again, as usual, and not only did I have a million things to do at work, I had a new project starting with a new assistant I had only met briefly. I sure hope the guy liked to work and didn’t take a lot of training.
Finally in the car, I drove to work. I really needed to calm down, this was not going to be a one two three project and with a new assistant, I needed to have my head on straight. Damn, if things were better between Jeff and I, say if he gave it up a little, things might not be so fucking frustrating. I really needed to something about this.
I walked in my office, grabbing a quick cup of coffee on the way and was surprised to see that he was already seated on the couch.
“Well, I’m glad you’re here, sorry I was late. I hope you don’t have a problem with long hours and hard work. This project is very important and although it is rather large, we have to have it completed in three months. We are bidding for a large contract to do architectural design for a private country club. I have the map of the land and surrounding developments. The time and the presentation of our ideas is very crucial to get any chance at winning the bid. Three other big and reputable firms are competing for this contract. It’s not going to be easy.”
Setting down my coffee, I took out the large papers with the area of land marked where we were going to be working and laid it flat against the working table at one end of my office.
“Let’s get to work.”