He came inside with that girl, show that girl the defect, that girl checked out the defect and told that she will give another piece but she totally c...ecked me out when she came inside and suddenly at that time one idea clicked inside my mind that this can be the girl for whom we were looking for from these many days. She was fair she was having great body. She was smart, she had a totally package. And my bf couldn’t take his eyes of her boobs she was having firm white milky boobs. So on that. But no! Once he was happy with what he had developed he started marketing it. That meant many dinners with potential clients talking about his product. He invited me to the first of his sales dinners, but I quickly became bored with all the technical talk and declined further invitations. Still, whenever he made a sale he would come home late and want to celebrate so I was getting some satisfying sex, just not enough. Then he got more ambitious and started travelling to remote cities, even. Nothing at all. Curious, I wandered back down the stairs looking for her. Entering the kitchen, I stopped shaking my head, though smiling as I did that. I saw a pile of her clothes neatly folded and placed on the kitchen table. There was also a small hand written note, which she had folded with my name on it."I got you a little something," she had written. "Which is partially what I was out doing today. Meet me down stairs at the whorey hole, and I'll show you what it is. P.S. Take of your. So I respected his choice... but I took notice.One day... he noticed me. I was at work early for once. It was an ordinary day, other than the fact that I was early. So I decided to use my extra time to my advantage and go to the sub basement for back-up bar supplies that I usually steal from the kitchen. As the elevator door opened, he stood there. I guess great minds think alike because he had a cart of kitchen supplies with him. Made sense, he did work in the kitchen. As I politely.