I work for a specialist technology developer, the nature of which I will get into in more detail a little later. My job is to travel to various relevant conferences and technology exhibitions, demonstrating the products that my company has to offer in the hope of securing vital manufacturing contracts. I’ve always been very good at my job, with a talent for persuading prospective clients and business partners to engage in agreements with my company. Of course, it helps that I am an attractive woman in my mid-30s. My ample breasts and long, dark hair have ensnared many lucky souls, and whenever I set my sights on seducing someone, they are powerless to resist my natural beauty and charm. Not to blow my own trumpet too much, but I’ve been called a cougar and MILF on countless occasions despite the fact that I am usually single and have no children. I frequently overhear the obscene comments and conversations of not only the people I meet on the road, but also my own colleagues. I don’t mind so much the sexist drivel they come out with, as there is no way they would ever get close to me.
