A hands on kind of leader...

Wednesday September 28, 2022

“Oh, hi Paul.” Brenda said as she stood waiting for the elevator.

Paul smiled and stared at her tits, barely contained in the tight latex top, her piercings clearly showing through it.

“Hey Brenda, going out again tonight?”

“Oh yeah, you know me, definitely not a homebody!” she said with a dazzling smile.

“Not with that fucking body…” Paul said under his breath.

“What was that Paul?” Brenda asked innocently.

“Oh… ah, just agreeing with you. Where are you off too tonight?”

“Just a place uptown I heard about.”

“Right. Hey, quick question…”


“Yeah, have you ever heard of a purple pineapple picker?”

Brenda’s eyes went wide and she let out a small gasp, then her eyes closed and her head fell forwards.

“Where are you really going Brenda?” he asked.

Her head stayed bowed but her lips answered immediately, “To a client, Mr. Jonas. He’s expecting me in 35 minutes.”

“And what level is he?”


“Shit.” Paul replied and shook his head, he couldn’t delay her for such a high end client.

“Alright, is it an overnight job?”

“No Sir, I should be back in a few hours.”

“Alright, if it’s before midnight, come over to my place and see me.”

“Yes Sir.”

“Re-activate Brenda.”

Brenda’s eyes flickered a few times and then her head rose up once more, the smile back across her lips just as the elevator arrived.

“Nice talking with you Paul, gotta go… see you later?”

“Of course, have fun Brenda.”

“Thanks Paul.” she replied and then wiggled her ass into the elevator.

Paul checked his watch and wondered if any of the other girls were still around, or if they’d all left to see their clients as well. As the building manager he had access to all of them, he just couldn’t interrupt their work.

He didn’t know where they came from, or how the company “reprogrammed” them, but he was more than happy to turn a blind eye to what was going on in the building as long as they continued to allow him free use of the girls.

He turned and started walking down the hallway, whistling a little ditty as he headed towards Amy’s apartment. The big titted blonde had been in a little bit of a slump lately with her clients, she might still be around.

If not, he’d wait for Brenda to return, those tits were a lot of fun to fuck even if Amy’s were bigger.

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