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| Date: Feb 28, 2025 |
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Filesize: 94Kb | | Tagged: boss jacuzzi level crotch robe swimsuit woman perky | Work conferences always have some perks like staying in fancy hotels you’d never pay for yourself. But being the new girl at the conference also has its drawbacks. The main drawbacks being that you don’t know about the mandatory extra curricular activities that are regular occurrences at the conferences. So when her boss says “I’ll meet you in the Spa in half an hour, we’ll discuss the big new account I’m going to give you over the champagne that the big boss always uses the company card to buy.” What else could she possibly reply but “Ok great, sure.” There’s no reasonable reason to miss this great networking opportunity with all her new colleagues! Just one problem… she didn’t bring a swimsuit!
Her first thought is surely the Spa have some for sale, she’ll just have to take the hit and pay whatever it costs. Alas she heads down and is in no luck, the only items for sale are ridiculously overpriced moisturisers from the treatments. The girl on the front desk did mention that Reception of the hotel may have something in the lost and found - it’s worth a try! Off she goes. On another little mission, time is ticking down. What does she do if they don’t have anything? Does she just not go? does she tell the truth? Are both of those just as bad as each other to her new colleagues?
Fortunately, she’s in luck! Reception say they do actually have a swimsuit in the lost and found box. Without hesitation, she grabs the swimsuit and sprints off up to her room to get changed. It’s only when she gets up there she realises the swimsuit isn’t exactly the right size for her body. Although she’s pretty petite… she does have a pair of fully developed round tits and this thing surely belonged to a child it’s so tight. But what can she do? It was the only option, she’s got to just make it work. All she’s got to do is get out of the robe, straight into the jacuzzi, hide her body under the water and the new account is surely hers.
It’s only as she slows down the pace of her speed walk as she gets to the Spa door so she doesn’t arrive looking too out of breath and flustered, that she realises she’s late. Only a couple of minutes, the kind of delay she can blame on a queue for the elevator. But enough. Enough to mean that her new boss (an immaculately presented boss bitch of a woman who always looks stunning) her new big big boss (notorious for speaking what’s on his mind and having some real old fashioned boomer views) and a bunch of other members of her team will all already be there. Already in the jacuzzi enjoying the champagne.
Not only is that awkward, but the jacuzzi that’s at floor level, do you have to step down into it. So for anyone stood at floor level, their crotch is right around eye level for those in the jacuzzi. Crotch level. The same crotch that’s currently at its most glorious levels of messy bush. Bigger and better than it has been for years. But of course she hasn’t been on a beach vacation for years so even the bikini line has joined the wild side. And she’s thinking that right now, as she’s opening the door and walking towards her colleagues. Imagining how their eyes are immediately going to be drawn to the crotch, followed quickly by a glance at her perky melons being squished together and testing the seams of the suit incredibly, hopefully not popping free with the jiggle as she takes each step down into the jacuzzi.
With all these thoughts running through her head, she’s finally here. She catches eyes with her boss who gives her a big warm smile. No going back now. She is very happy to see that it’s actually just the two of them in the jacuzzi. So this little meeting is just her boss, her bosses boss and her. That account must be massive, and it must be hers! She’s actually starting to relax into it now, this is going to be a good meeting. She’s just got to whip this robe off and get in there asap without giving them chance to spot the suit issue.
With a big smile and her sweetest “Hiiiiii” towards them both, she whips off the robe enthusiastically. They were both locked eyes on her at the time, both enthusiastically returning her welcome. Which means they both got a full view.
A FULL VIEW. The lot. Everything. Nothing to the imagination. In all of that time where she was rushing from her room down the stairs, across the hotel lobby and down to the spa. She hadn’t realised. Not only had the seams given up on both accounts up top and popped her perky titties free. One went left, one went right and the suit happily sprung back to the centre. Perky tits also with beautifully hard nips on display thanks to the tickling from the robe as she ran. But the running is what caused the other major issue. The one that probably causing her the most embarrassment in this moment. She loves her big bush. She’s proud of it as she should be, so actually she wasn’t massively stressed if they saw she hadn’t shaved, she’s a modern woman. However, flashing a bikini line is one thing. Your entire pussy being out on display, massive lips and all swaying freely, in front of a boomer man who of course does not shy away from staring and the most immaculate woman who you’re certain has the perfect pornstar tidy innie pussy - yeah, that’s a pretty awkward start to a meeting.
John D’ho. | |
