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(MF, oral, anal, prost) *** 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... * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. 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