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Kneeling down, with her feet not touching the floor, she crossed her arms over her chest, covering her breasts. She gazed intently into the camera, her blue eyes full of determination and a hint of seduction. The photograph was perfect: it was bold, suggestive, yet tasteful, embodying the sexual desire she wanted to project.
The next morning, Miss Mosh arrived at the office early. She carefully placed the photo in an envelope with a simple note: “For your eyes only.” She slipped it onto Mr. Larson’s desk. Throughout the day, she could hardly concentrate, wondering how he would react seeing the picture of her in black latex stockings and black ballet high heels.
Mr. Larson arrived later that morning, immediately noticing the envelope on his desk. Curios, he opened it and found himself staring at the image of Miss Mosh. His breath caught as he took in the sight of her in the black latex stockings and ballet high heels. The photo was provocative enough, stirring something deep within him. He had always admired her professionalism and beauty, but this bold move took his admiration to a whole new level.
Unable to focus on his work, Mr. Larson decided to address the matter directly. He called Miss Mosh into his office. She entered, maintaining her composure. “Close the door, please,” he said, his voice steady but with an undertone of intrigue.
“Miss Mosh,” he began, holding the photograph, “this is… unexpected.”
She met his gaze, a confident yet respectful smile on her face. “I wanted to show you how committed I am to this job, and to make a lasting impression,” she replied.
Mr. Larson leaned back in his chair, considering her words. He admired her courage and the tactful way she had presented herself. “You certainly have my attention,” he said finally. “Your work has always been exemplary, and this shows a side of you that is both daring and respectful of my… interests.”
Miss Mosh felt relief inside her. “Thank you, Mr. Larson. I know this is unconventional, but I wanted to show you how much I value this job and your leadership.”
He nodded, a smile creeping onto his face. “Consider your request for a raise approved. You’ve demonstrated initiative and a unique understanding of how to make an impact. Just… let’s keep this between us.”
Miss Mosh’s heart soared. “Thank you, Mr. Larson. I promise to continue giving my best and making pics like this ever day, wearing only black latex stockings.”
As she left his office, she felt a sense of triumph. The black latex stockings had done their job, and so had her boldness. Her career was on the rise, and she had found a way to connect with her boss on a level that few could understand. The rest of the day passed in a blur of success and satisfaction, knowing she had played her cards perfectly.
How would you react to this?
