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Euphamisms - 1
by Neil F. (no address provided)
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Susan could have been a famous actress, at least
that's what many of her clients say. She plays every
role to the fullest to make them happy. (MF, oral,
anal, prost)
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PART 1: Products and Services
Susan paused before going inside. The windows of the
office building made excellent mirrors, and she took
one last look at her impeccably pressed business suit
and her hair and makeup before picking up the leather
case she carried and heading into the building. Her
client was on the fifth floor, so she headed straight
to the elevator.
This was one of her usual stops. Once a month, she
would come to his office with her leather case full of
equipment to visit one of her fussier clients. He paid
well for her products and services, though, so she did
not particularly mind his idiosyncrasies.
Mr. Fuller's secretary greeted her with a smile. Alice
was used to her monthly visits, and the friendly blond
woman always offered her coffee and something to eat
if she had to wait, not something she did for every
visitor. On this occasion, Alice waved her through.
"He's cleared an hour for your meeting. No waiting
today." Susan smiled and went in, having prepped
herself for this in the elevator. Fuller required
special handling.
"Good day, Mr. Fuller. I hope you've been well since
our last appointment."
"Quite well, thank you, and yourself?"
"Good. I have my usual products and some new
accessories to show you," she said brightly. He looked
interested, but then glanced at his computer monitor.
"I'd like to clear more time for anything new.
Unfortunately, one of my contracts needs a little
attention. I can't spare as much time as I thought. I
think it will just have to be a standard service
call." He then opened a drawer and removed the
corporate checkbook he used to pay her. "Here is the
usual fee, Susan."
She pocketed the check. "Pity. I always look forward
to new product demonstration." Deciding she'd best get
to it, Susan came around the desk to help him prepare
his equipment. Opening his equipment's covering with
deft movements, working catch and zipper, she brought
it out and began to prep it.
"Let's see your goods, shall we?" he interrupted,
taking over the prep work himself. She stepped back
with a smile and slowly worked the catch and zipper
before removing the outer covering and neatly folding
and setting it aside. She slid off the inner covering
and sat on his desk, baring her goods to his happy
gaze. She started to work on the rest, but he stopped
her. "I like the looks of that. The product's primary
interface is all that really needs to be uncovered
today."
She managed not to roll her eyes, keeping her manner
professional. "Of course, Mr. Fuller. Can I help you
with your equipment? I do enjoy the prep work." It was
coming along rather slowly. With all the practicing
he did, she thought, one would think he'd be better at
it.
"By all means," he agreed, letting go and giving her
access.
She got on her knees to get a closer look and took
hold of the equipment, gently but firmly manipulating
it. It soon began to respond and she smiled before
leaning forward and giving it a kiss. It usually took
more than one hand to prep this piece of equipment, so
she leaned forward and began to use her mouth in
earnest, taking in as much of the equipment as she
could.
After only a moment, Fuller stopped her. "I think," he
gasped, "the equipment is ready." Susan looked it over
with a critical eye.
"Wouldn't want to activate it too soon," he reminded
her.
Nodding, Susan stood up and reached in to her case.
"One moment, while I install the standard safety
equipment." Fuller looked unhappy, but he said nothing
as she slid the safety equipment into place. He didn't
want any accidents after all.
She had her own safety measures, of course, but no
safety device was 100% effective. When it was in
place, she stood and sat on his desk again,
positioning her product interface at the edge of the
desk for his inspection. Normally, his inspections
were quite thorough, and she really enjoyed them, but
today, he must have really been pressed for time.
After far too brief an inspection with fingers and
tongue, he stood and brought his equipment to her
product interface.
Leaning back and supporting herself with her hands,
she watched as his equipment slid into the interface
and began to work. The rhythm was steady and the
equipment remained primed for nearly 20 minutes. Her
own system produced two successful task completion
notices before his equipment performed its primary
function, providing her with a third successful task
completion notice.
Breathing hard for a moment afterward, she said
nothing, but noted with satisfaction that the safety
equipment had functioned properly. When she could, she
smiled at him. "I'm happy to report that your
equipment is functioning at optimum, Mr. Fuller. I'd
say the service call was a glowing success."
"I agree, Susan. Your product interface functions
remarkably well and remains as tight as ever despite
the heavy use it gets."
"I have a very rigorous and effective exerci-er,
maintenance routine. I'm quite pleased with the
results, as are my clients," she replied while
removing the safety equipment and discarding it.
Fuller finished putting his equipment away, while
Susan arranged the coverings for hers. "A pleasure as
always. Hopefully, next month, I'll have time for some
of your new products."
"I look forward to it, Mr. Fuller." She glanced at the
time display on his computer. As the visit was a short
one, she could take her time cleaning up before her
next appointment. She also needed to pick up more
safety equipment. She was almost out.
Four years before, she'd been negligent with her own
safety measures and a failure in a client's safety
equipment had occurred at a really bad time. She'd
thought long and hard about how to deal with the
resulting accident, but in the end had let it run its
course. She hadn't regretted it for a minute. Which
reminded her; she'd need to watch the clock and hurry
after her next appointment in order to pick up her
little accident at 4:00.
With all equipment stowed, she shook hands with him.
"See you next month?" she asked.
"Absolutely. Put me on your calendar for the usual
time. I'll do my best to let you know at least three
days in advance if I need to reschedule."
Susan checked herself in his mirror and reapplied her
lipstick before she left the office. Alice gave her
another smile and wished her a good day as she passed
the woman's desk. "See you next month, Alice."
Continued in part 2...
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