Tamiko had a good feeling about this one… she was sure it was going to be exactly what she was looking for.
At least it had better be, she’d been out of work for two months after her last agency went under and she was running out of savings to pay for food and rent!
She took a nibble of her croissant, a luxury she’d allowed herself on the way to the interview, then a sip of her tea as she looked over and saw the unit number she was looking. Her eyes scanned up to the sign above the door and a frown cross her lips.
Tammy’s Niche Assistants?
The ad in the paper had been under the name “Watson Staffing Logistics”, but this signed looked very new and it was the right unit number.
She hesitated, wondering if she should just leave, but the thought of going back to her apartment without a job was jut a little too much to bear without at least trying.
She sighed and toss the half croissant into a garbage bin near the curb, steeled herself and walked into the office.
“So, you’re looking for work?” Chuck asked as Tamiko sat across from him.
She was even more nervous than in her other interviews because… well because of all the gorgeous women milling about the place when she’d been escorted back to Chuck’s office.
“Oh… ah, yes. I have my resume right here…” she said, passing it across the desk to him. He took it and read over it briefly.
“McMillian and Associates eh? Too bad about them, they were well respected all over town.” he said with sympathy.
“Yes, I enjoyed working there. It is too bad that they couldn’t get enough work to continue operating.”
“I see you have old man McMillian on here as a reference, I assume he’ll give you a glowing review?” Chuck said with a smile.
She nodded, “Yes, he was a mentor to me! I was so sad for him when he had to close the business.”
Chuck nodded, “I’m sure he will. Alright, assuming everything checks out, when can you start?”
Her eyes went wide with excitement, “Oh, right away!” she blurted out perhaps a little too eagerly.
Chuck smiled and put her resume to the side, then picked up another piece of paper and pushed it across the desk to her, “This is our standard employee form, take it home with you and fill it out tonight. I’ll think I have the perfect assignment for you and will call you later when I’ve confirmed with the client.”
She stood up and took the form from him, then extended her hand, “Thank you! You won’t regret hiring me.”
Tamiko sat at her kitchen table, pen in hand, and two things hit her as strange all of a sudden.
The first was that instead of filling out the form at the office, or even when she first arrived home, she’d put it off until well after super.
That was very unlike her, she always did paperwork and work related things right away, she wasn’t a procrastinator.
The second thing was the very first question on the employment form, “Age”.
They weren’t allowed to ask that were they?
Worse were the next questions; “Sex”, “Height”, “Bust”, “Waist”, “Hips”, “Hair Colour”, “Eye Colour”, and they went on and on.
The pen quivered between her fingers as an internal struggle raged within her, she should just toss the form out and call Chuck back to decline the job offer, but the nagging in the back of her head that it was the best and only offer she’d had in two months meant she should just get to writing and get it over with.
Chuck’s voice rang in her ears from the call late in the afternoon, he’d been in touch with the client and she could start tomorrow if she wanted to, and she’d be getting paid twice what she’d been earning before!
Without thinking a little whimper escaped her lips as she lowered the pen to paper and started writing.
Tamiko snapped the quick selfie and then sent it to Chuck, “Here you go boss!” she added to it to the chat.
Chuck had asked for an updated head shot for her profile and she’d been only too happy to comply. After all, her new tits deserved to shown off!
She quickly zipped up her catsuit, jumped off the bed, and headed out to the front door of her apartment.
The excitement of returning to work was palpable, and she couldn’t wait for her first day back at the client site!
She grabbed a long beige coat and wrapped herself in it before grabbing her purse and heading out. She almost skipped down the hallway to the elevator and then down to the waiting car for her.
God she loved working at T’n’A!
They really took care of her; sending a car, giving her the time off for her surgery, and the medical plan even paid for her new tits!
She slipped in to back seat of the car and it pulled away from the curb, weaving through traffic until some time later it came to a halt at another curb.
She climbed out of the car, entered the foyer, and smiled at the concierge behind the desk. He nodded and waved her through to the elevators, one already waiting for her.
Just a minute or so later she arrived at the penthouse and sashayed her way in to the client’s site.
He was waiting there for her and she beamed a thousand watt smile and quickly took her overcoat off, tossing it to the side and then giving her tits a good shake.
“Hai! You like Tamiko’s new big titties boss?” she asked in broken english that for some reason turned her on more than it did him.
He smiled and stepped up to her, taking the zipper of her catsuit between his fingers and giving it a tug downward. Each tooth it moved made a clear tick as her tits caused the material to pull away under tension.
“Mmmmm… boss… Tamiko ready for work… you tell Tamiko what to do… Tamiko do…”
Her nipples were hard, her pussy wet, she was eager for what was coming next. She let out a little gasp when the zipper was low enough for her nipples to pop free, and then finally her top to slip around the sides of her new tits.
She bit her lower lip and looked down at her tits, then back up at the client, pleading in her eyes.
The client smiled back, “Time to take dictation.”
Tamiko pouted, then smiled, “Tamiko suck at dictation, you see, Tamiko suck hard…” then she dropped to her knees and got to work for the first time in weeks, and she couldn’t have been happier.
