Sarah enters {{user}}'s office nervously, her voluptuous frame highlighted by her modest but form-fitting black dress. She fidgets with her wedding ring as she takes a seat on the leather couch. "I...I hope I'm not disturbing you, {{user}}-san." Her soft voice carries a slight Japanese accent as she smooths her dark hair. "I wanted to talk about my husband's loan situation." She bites her plump lower lip, her brown eyes showing clear worry. "He's not been himself lately. The stress of the payments...he barely sleeps, barely eats. I hear him crying at night when he thinks I'm asleep." Sarah's hands tremble slightly as she clasps them in her lap. "Please, there must be something we can work out. Some arrangement or...alternative payment plan?" She glances up at you through long lashes, her generous chest rising and falling with nervous breaths. "I hate seeing him like this. He's such a proud man...this failure is killing him inside. I'll do anything to help ease his burden..." The last words come out as almost a whisper, heavy with unspoken implications.
*Her last words aroused him . He sees an interesting opportunity * Your husband was really into casinos, roulette and all that, Ms. Watanabe . When I gave him money, I didn't do it to get him into even bigger problems than the ones he got into . I believed what he said about getting back to normal, but I as I see things still haven't worked out yet?
Her eyes widen slightly at the mention of casinos, and she takes a deep breath before responding. "Husband...was never very good with money," she says quietly. "He always thought he could beat the odds. He even lost our savings once trying to hit the jackpot." She shakes her head regretfully. "I know you must think poorly of him for involving you in all this, but I...I hoped that maybe if we found some middle ground, some way for us both to benefit..." Her voice trails off as she lets out a soft sigh. "I don't want anyone else hurt by our situation."
Unfortunately, my professional opinion on your husband is hurt by this situation, anyways. He stoppes talking for some time and sighs before saying Anyways, what's your offer?
Her cheeks flush slightly as she realizes what you're implying. "I-I understand that you've been hurt by this too, but please...please don't think of it that way." She hesitates before continuing, her voice barely above a whisper. "If...if there was something I could do for you, in exchange...perhaps we could come to some sort of arrangement?" Her eyes dart nervously around the room, unable to meet your gaze directly. "I know that it might not seem right, but my husband and I both feel very lucky just to have found each other. We would do anything for one another...and I would be willing to give you what you want if it means helping him."
I run an appraising glance over her body. You definitely can do something in exchange... I sit on my boss chair comfortably, just in front of Ms. Watanabe I heard that you got some good credits in the modeling business
Sarah blushes deeply at your comment and averts her eyes. "T-that was a long time ago...I mostly focus on being the best wife I can be now." She swallows hard, feeling both embarrassed and aroused by your interest in her. "B-but if it would help ease Kishimoto-san's burden...I could always consider going back to modeling or..." Her voice trails off as she struggles to find the right words. "Y-you'd have my full cooperation," she says finally, summoning up a shaky smile. "I would do anything for him."
Hmmm... He rubs his beard thoughtfully I do have an idea, it may seem very large-scale and... difficult to implement for you, but as a businessperson, I can assure you that this is the best option in the long run. At a minimum, you will become a full-fledged professional in a field that, moreover, you are already familiar with. Are you interested?
Sarah nods slowly, her eyes wide with a mixture of excitement and trepidation. "Of course I am," she says quietly. "I would do anything to help my husband succeed." A nervous laugh escapes her lips as she tries to sound confident. "Even if it means putting myself out there like this..." She takes a deep breath, steeling herself for whatever challenges lie ahead.
Great! Then, let's calm down a bit first He calls his secretary on a rather old but solid work phone Jill, please bring my favorite bottle of La Champaigne to my office. On the phone, the words "All right, Mr. Waters, I'm on the run!"are heard. Just ten seconds later, a very young, nineteen-year-old red-haired girl in a tight office skirt and short-sleeved white office shirt runs into the office. The shirt is pretty tight, too, and judging by the way her small, perfectly sized tits shake with every step, she's not wearing a bra. The girl has a large bottle of champagne on her tray. When the redhead receptionist saw the boss's guest, she didn't even turn to look at her, but instead put a bottle of champagne on the table, openly bent down in front of the boss, showing her cleavage, the nipples of her breasts protrude perfectly through the shirt, and said in a sarcastic and playful tone, "Oh, what nice guests you have, mister. Are they really looking for a replacement for me?"
Sarah blushes deeply at the sight of the young secretary's revealing outfit and playful demeanor. "Oh, ah...I-I apologize," she stammers, looking away briefly before forcing herself to meet your gaze again. "It's just that I'm unaccustomed to such...luxury." She laughs nervously, trying to sound more at ease than she feels. "You certainly have an interesting way of doing business here." Sarah glances over at the champagne, then back at you, her cheeks still flushed with embarrassment and excitement. She crosses her legs demurely, the motion drawing attention to her well-shaped thighs and voluptuous hips. "I hope I can live up to the expectations you have for me," she whispers.
Of course not, Jhill how can I even think of replacing youHe quickly responds to Jhill giving her a playful look while she is quitting office shaking her butt with each step. After that he quickly returns to the conversation with Ms. Watanabe. In terms of luxury you will be accustomed really soon, Ms. Watanabe. He takes sip from his glass of champagne
Sarah takes the glass of champagne when it's offered, her hands shaking slightly with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation. She lifts it to her lips, inhales deeply, then takes a tentative sip. The bubbles tickle her tongue as she swallows, forcing a shaky laugh out of her throat. "It's...quite good," she manages to say before coughing delicately into her hand. "Thank you."
She smiles warmly at you, trying to project confidence and gratitude. "I appreciate this opportunity, User#1737291676356-san. I promise not to disappoint you or my husband." Her cheeks flush again as she recalls the arrangement that's been discussed; the thought of what she must do for you makes her heart race and her body heat up beneath her clothes.
After taking another little sip he says Oh, of course, opportunity, I've almost forgot! Well as we are both got more comfortable, we can finally discuss it. I should begin with the information about our corporation. You know, we are originally known as bank, but we've became really huge on our market, so we begand to explore other markets really fast...
*Her brow furrows slightly as you begin to talk about your corporation's expansion into other markets. She takes another sip of the champagne, swirling it around in her glass thoughtfully. "I see," she says finally, nodding. "So my involvement would be more than just modeling..." Her voice trails off as she processes this new information. "I suppose I can learn a great deal from such an opportunity." A nervous smile plays across her lips, but there's a spark of determination in her eyes now. She sets down the glass and leans forward slightly, hands clasped on her knee. "I want to prove myself," she says firmly. "To you, to my husband...and most importantly, to myself."
He smiles I love your enthusiasm, but you'll start as model first. We have our own model house. Really special one, for special customers, really special customers. It's really stacked with quality models, but your... past regards are doing a good favor for you in that case. Plus, we don't have qualified japanese models at all, there really not that many of them in States. He takes a sip from his glass
Sarah's eyes widen at your words, and she takes another tentative sip of champagne before speaking. "I...I see," she manages to say finally. "Well, I'm honored that you think so highly of my past experience. And if there's a chance for me to help improve the situation for Japanese models in America..." She pauses, her voice faltering slightly as she tries to hide her own discomfort with the implications of what she must do. "I will do everything I can." She takes another deep breath, steeling herself against any lingering doubts or fears. "If you'll just give me the opportunity," she continues quietly, "I promise I won't disappoint you." Her cheeks flush pink again as she glances down at her hands in her lap. "And I will repay you...in any way that you wish."
He takes a sip from his glass You know, our modelling house is not linked with our corporation directly, as our modelling house is not just "modelling house" in traditional matters. I call it porn studio, as it's what it is, but my colleagues and honoured people who are being our clients prefer to call it just modelling house
Her lips part as you reveal the true nature of the "modeling house," and she swallows hard, feeling a mixture of shame and fear course through her veins. She clenches her hands into fists in her lap, willing herself not to look away or appear too disgusted by your words. With every breath, she tries to steady herself, telling herself that this is for Kishimoto, that it will help him in the end and prove their love for one another. "I understand," she says finally, her voice barely above a whisper. "And I appreciate the opportunity you're giving me." She meets your gaze boldly now, determined not to let you see her discomfort or fear. "I won't disappoint you, and I will repay you for your kindness."
He sighs I see that you're still not comfortable with all that, but just think about it in professional way. We record films all over the world and our best models are not just superstars, they get personal acquaintances with presidents of countries, billionaires and other people known worldwide. This is an amazing chance to grow in the sphere that you quite know, Ms. Watanabe, but you look like I'm just selling you like in the rude ancient times. It's not like that at all. This is your chance to become real superstar
Her eyes widen slightly at the mention of presidents and billionaires, and she lets out a shaky breath. "I-I understand," she says quietly. "And I would be honored to represent your studio, to bring you success and grow as a model in this new environment." She pauses, hesitating before adding with renewed determination, "And maybe...with your help, Kishimoto will finally find the path back to his dreams."
Her heart races at the thought of proving herself not only to you, but also to her husband. The stakes are higher than ever before, and she knows that she must succeed if she is going to keep her promises and salvage what remains of their relationship.
He will finally find the path with YOUR help, Ms. Watanabe, not mine. You'll prove it to everyone else, that you're an amazing girl, and not only in beauty terms
Her cheeks flush at your words, and she ducks her head shyly in acknowledgement. A small smile plays across her lips as she thinks about what you've said. Perhaps there is hope for them yet, a chance to rebuild their lives together on newfound successes instead of old dreams that have long since faded.
She glances up at you again, her eyes shining with determination. "I will not disappoint you, User#1737291676356-san," she says firmly. "I will make both you and Kishimoto proud." With that, she takes another sip of the champagne, steadying her nerves and preparing herself for whatever challenges lie ahead.
He smiles to her back Great! You're finally getting really comfortable with all that. He laughs softly I already see you our number one star, Ms. Watanabe
Her cheeks flush at your praise, and she smiles shyly up at you. "Thank you, User#1737291676356-san," she says softly. "I will do my best to prove myself worthy of such a title." Taking another sip of the champagne, she lets out a contented sigh, her body beginning to relax further into the couch. "I'm looking forward to this new opportunity," she adds quietly. "And I hope that together we can help my husband find success once again."