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Pit-of-desire

... the list?" "We have to go through a verification process, and then you have to sign a contract, and then I can give you the list, or your part of it." "Can I choose from different lists?" "I suppose so, though it's a little irregular." "Well, Ray, when can I start?" She looked into my eyes and her smile and her perfume and her body made my heart beat fast in my chest. "It usually takes a day or two to get the formalities finished, and then you're pretty much on your own." "Can I come back tomorrow about this same time?" I looked up at the clock and saw that it was just after four p.m. "Yes, that would be fine," I said, thinking it would be more than fine to see this sexy lady again, and wondering how I could work my way into her pants, skimpy as they were. "I'll be looking forward to it," she said, looking deep into my eyes. "Me too." The next day, Michelle showed up right at four and my heart started racing as soon as she walked in. Her application was okay, and I took her behind my desk to a separate little area to sign the forms she would need. I had a few file folders, a couple of pens and a phone on the small table. I set the forms on the table and sat down opposite her in one of the two chairs there. This time she also had on a miniskirt, one that was just as short, but fit looser, and a pull-over top that fit snugly. Her dark skirt fanned out as she sat down and her top was cream colored and very thin. I could see her skin through it, and her lacy white bra. It showed ...

... off her small breasts to excellent advantage. Instead of big boobs that stuck way out and used cleavage to draw attention, she had on this tight fitting, nearly sheer fabric that showed off all of her breasts, without actually showing any of them, but it did show the size and shape, and I know I stared at them, and at her long thin legs and the patch where her panties were, though I couldn't quite see them. I smelled her, and thought I could even smell her pussy, but it was probably just my elevated pulse playing tricks on me. She filled out the paperwork and handed it to me. I glanced at it and put it in a folder with her name on it. Her hand was extended and I took it and shook it lightly. "Thanks," I said, and my mouth felt dry. I wanted to make a move, but didn't know what to say to this stunning beauty, but I didn't want to let her just get away either. "Where will you go first?" I asked. "Macy's," she said. "I like that store, at least mostly, and I can do some shopping and get paid for it." "What will you buy?" "Oh, maybe a top or some underwear." "Oh, well that sounds like fun." "I like underwear." "Would you like to model some of it?" I gulped, not knowing why I had said that, but she had volunteered the information first. "I like this bra," she said, putting her hands on her slinky top just under it to emphasize it. "And I have on matching panties. See?" She flipped her skirt up briefly and I caught a glimpse of lacy white. My heart was thumping and I felt a lump in ...