Office Girls
I always feel a little bit envious of people who work in offices. Every day they have have a whole cornucopia of different females to look at.
In my line of work I only get to visit the offices of editors and agents. But it is always a thrill:
“Good morning Jennifer.” I’ll say to the receptionist.
“Good morning Mr. Totti”
“Feel free to call me Seymour”
“Ok Mr. Totti.” Then she gets on the phone; “Hi Christine Mr…. nooo, shh.. I’ll tell you at lunch, Mr Totti is here …” Presently she clicks the phone off. “Christine says the boss is around somewhere but she doesn’t know where, you are to go through anyway”
“Thanks Jennifer.” And off I go. I know the office well and most people know me. But there are lots of females I’d like to know better. Office assistants doing a gap year between school and university, secretaries, managers and even executives. Women whose ages range from about nineteen or twenty right through to late forties. And a good many of them are just gorgeous.
So remember all you nine to fivers, you get to ogle the Jennifers and Christines of this world every single day. Freewheeling perverts like me have to make do with a quick lech only once in a while.
Posted: April 24th, 2007 under Latin.