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Straight Male / 49
How I Got A Girl In The Mexican Office To Be My Lover
The company I worked for had offices in Villa Hermosa, Mexico. My role was dealing with agreements and maintaining customer relations high up as opposed to field level personnel. As such I spent most of my time in Mexico City, or at Resorts and offshore Marlin fishing. Lots of girls in bikinis, late nights, g*ft giving. I was climbing up the corporate ladder. From time to time I had to go to the field office. That day I was there. I had a private office and the reception girl knocked and asked to speak with me.
"I just can't continue" she said. I was not interested, local personnel were not my problem. But by nature I'm polite, "have you spoken with your boss?". "No, that's why I'm here" and she showed me a picture, a capture off a video. Two very young girls, one very naked older man. A tattoo clearly visible on the arm. "What's this?". "This is the reason" she added. "He does real bad things". And the hook was set and I was drawn in.
I had an outside computer guy run a scan on his computer, under the guise of installing a new sales software. What came back will drop your socks, bad stuff, children. The reception girl gave us another lead, another girl in the office. She supplied him with his kicks, in return he saw to it that she got five percent of payroll. He got another ten percent, all field employees paid a fifteen percent commission for their jobs. What a rats nest. An outside outfit did the rest, set traps, caught the bad boys, and girls. A far cry from entertaining customers on a yacht offshore. I discovered the problem, I had to clean it up.
I tell this because when these things happen you can't ignore them. The reception girl? She came to the hotel to be comforted. To be the girl of the jefe upstairs. Her bed was made with a nice mattress and silk sheets. She moved to a nice house where she could take care of her mother, it was never an embarrassment to have me in her bed overnight. She was the best lover a man can have, Mexican affection. Never asked for a ring, nothing like that. That's not how the game is played down there. As the girlfriend of the jefe upstairs, that gave her clout. And a very nice lifestyle. I never kept her a secret, that's how I maintained order down there.
"I just can't continue" she said. I was not interested, local personnel were not my problem. But by nature I'm polite, "have you spoken with your boss?". "No, that's why I'm here" and she showed me a picture, a capture off a video. Two very young girls, one very naked older man. A tattoo clearly visible on the arm. "What's this?". "This is the reason" she added. "He does real bad things". And the hook was set and I was drawn in.
I had an outside computer guy run a scan on his computer, under the guise of installing a new sales software. What came back will drop your socks, bad stuff, children. The reception girl gave us another lead, another girl in the office. She supplied him with his kicks, in return he saw to it that she got five percent of payroll. He got another ten percent, all field employees paid a fifteen percent commission for their jobs. What a rats nest. An outside outfit did the rest, set traps, caught the bad boys, and girls. A far cry from entertaining customers on a yacht offshore. I discovered the problem, I had to clean it up.
I tell this because when these things happen you can't ignore them. The reception girl? She came to the hotel to be comforted. To be the girl of the jefe upstairs. Her bed was made with a nice mattress and silk sheets. She moved to a nice house where she could take care of her mother, it was never an embarrassment to have me in her bed overnight. She was the best lover a man can have, Mexican affection. Never asked for a ring, nothing like that. That's not how the game is played down there. As the girlfriend of the jefe upstairs, that gave her clout. And a very nice lifestyle. I never kept her a secret, that's how I maintained order down there.
