“Sally, hold this portfolio while I see to the client would you?” Jenna said and held up the binder to the side of the chair.
“Yes Ma’am.” Sally replied and wiggled her way behind Jenna and took the portfolio from her before walking away.
Jenna stood up and swayed her hips as she walked across to the latest client to come into the office, “Hello Sir, how can I help you today?” she asked with a low sexy voice and a half smile on her face.
“Oh… ah… well…” the man stuttered as he tried to steal a glace up and down her body without being too obvious.
“Well… I was told… I was told by a friend that you could help me with a… situation I have.”
Jenna’s smile widened across her entire face and she nodded, “Well of course, we specialize in ‘situations’.” she replied as stepped to his side and took his arm, guiding him back farther into the offices to a meeting room.
He was the typical client, mid-aged, a little dumpy, a little balding, with little self confidence. She guided him to one of the chairs around the main table and gestured for him to take a seat before walking around and taking one directly opposite herself.
“Now then, may I assume that your situation involves your… wife?” she asked with a wry smile.
It wasn’t guaranteed to be the wife of course, it could be a mistress, or just a mid-life criss crush, but more often than not, wife was a safe bet.
He nodded with a solemn look on his face.
“Is she cheating on you?” she asked and his eyes went wide and he shook his head from side to side.
“NO! Never… she’d never…” his voice trailed off.
“Of course… of course. Perhaps you could tell me what exactly is the situation then?”
He let out a sigh and held his head in his hands for a moment before speaking, “It sounds so selfish… but… but she doesn’t pay any attention to my needs any more… she used to be so… so giving.”
“Well it doesn’t sound selfish to me at all. And we can certainly help with that situation.” Jenna replied and reached over to the credenza behind her, pulling out a brochure and opening it to a page before pushing across the table.
She pointed to the left page, along the top the title read “Traditional Wife Packages”, her finger slide down to about the middle of the page and she pointed the “Glamourous Giver” item.
“I think you might find this package quite interesting. It’s quite affordable and very well received by many of our first time clients.”
His eyes went up and down the page, pausing for a moment on a few of the other packages and reading their descriptions, before sliding over to the other page.
“What… what about these packages?” he asked timidly.
A wicked smile crossed Jenna’s lips, the brochure was of course designed this way, the basic packages on the left page, the premium packages on the right. Her finger slipped across the page as she gently caressed the title of the page.
“Oh, you mean the Sexual Objects packages? They’re quite expensive but have quite favorable reviews.”
Her finger slipped down the page farther to one of them, “I myself have this one, the Slutty Secretary package. I can tell you from personal experience how much I love getting down on my knees under my bosses desk and sucking his cock!” she continued and then closed her eyes and bit her lower lip for a moment as she took in a breath.
“And… and… this one?” he asked, pointing to one near the top of the page.
Her eyes lit up and she nodded, “Oh, the Private Whore is a very popular package. She’s be sucking and fucking you like a two dollar whore in the bedroom, but otherwise be the perfect wife in public. I do recommend the ‘Horny Homemaker’ addon with that one though, otherwise many clients find the… effort, to keep their wives satisfied to be too much sometimes. It’s always good to be able to assign her some simple housework to provide… relief for her.”
The client nodded and then seemed to become more confident as a smile crossed his lips, “And how do I get my wife to participate in all this?”
Jenna leaned back, knowing she’d hooked another client, “Oh quite simple, we have arrangements with many spas and salons around the area. Give her a gift card to one of these…” she said, closing the brochure and flipping it over, then pointing to a list of businesses at the bottom of the page, “…and we’ll make the arrangements. We only need an hour or so to implement any of the packages you wish, excluding any physical upgrades you select of course.”
The client raised an eyebrow, “Physical upgrades?” he asked.
Jenna opened the brochure to the last two pages and smiled, “Oh yes, many of our clients have a significant nostalgia streak and wish to recapture not just the mental side of what they have lost, but the physical as well. Once the mental package has been implemented, it’s easy enough to bring them back to our main office for more… extensive changes in the weeks that follow.”
The client’s eyes smiled as he scanned the list and Jenna beamed as well, she’d definitely be earning a bonus on this one, and that meant she’d be under her boss’s desk sooner rather than later.
A half hour later, the new client was walking out of the office and Jenna was sashaying her way back to her boss’s office to tell him the good news, both about the new client, and his impending blow job.
