Sexy Receptionist Novels & Stories

𝘼𝙇𝙀𝙍𝘼 “Hello. I’d like to see... Mr. Moretti.” The receptionist looks up from her monitor. She’s different from the one who called security on me days ago. No tight bun or forced smirk. This one looks younger, her lipstick less intimidating and her smile more... welcoming. She offers a polite nod. “Do you have an appointment?” I hesitate. My throat goes dry. I'm reminded of my last time here, the way she ignored and called security, what if this seemingly nice one does just that? What do I even say now? Should I tell her I’m here to, what? Sign a marriage contract?

The receptionist's demeanor turned cold as she responded rudely, "I'm sorry, miss. If you have nothing else to say, it would be best if you left before I call security." "Security? I fail to see any reason for that," Melissa replied, surprised by the sudden hostility from the receptionist. With a stern glare, the receptionist issued a final warning, "Leave now, Miss, or face the consequences." Feeling frustrated and slighted, Melissa turned to leave, not wanting to cause a scene. However, just as she was about to exit the office, she heard her last name being called out, "Miss Williams." Turning towards the sound, Melissa's eyes landed on a tall, handsome man approaching her. He exuded an ai

The receptionist, a bleach blonde with a highly voluptuous figure which she managed to squeeze into a miscropic nurse's outfit, let out an involuntary squeal of fear when she saw Jo and her men. “How may I help you?” The receptionist asked, trying not to sound as scared as she looked, “Would you like a massage? Here's a catalog showing our masseuse and the rates we charge, to help you choose an affordable massage session.” She held out a book with quaking hands. “Umm, no. We'll pass. I want to see your boss. Tell him that the Street Hawks are here to see him.” Jo said. The woman nodded frantically and made a phone call, nodding at whatever the person on the other end had to say.

He told me everything that I had to do, claiming that it had all been prepared for me. It was a little vital, but I guess that's just the way of the wealthy. “Good morning,” I greeted the beautiful receptionist who looked like she was in her mid-twenties with long luscious dark hair and a perfect slim figure. She had everything and was so professional, it was easy to tell through the atmosphere that she was giving. “ Welcome,” she replied, collecting the files from me. She went through it, while I just stood there quietly, waiting for her to go through it so that I could just leave.

As she thought so to herself, she entered the building with the others. The receptionist was a lady who dressed seductively, and she had the most trendy, typical plastic face. When Gu Xi and the others entered, the lady was still taking a video with her phone, and was speaking flirtatiously, “Ah, working is so boring, is there a handsome boy who would like to chat with me?” Her words caused the men around Gu Xi to shiver at the same time. They quickly looked at Gu Xi strangely, but even she was rather dumbfounded.

The receptionist just like others is scantily clad. “Hi, I’m Kate. I applied for acting role here and I got an email that the interview will hold today.” She said calmly. The receptionist who was hell-bent on what she was writing on a clipboard raised her head and gave Kate a once-over. The receptionist muttered a laugh which made Kate to stare down at herself. “Welcome, Kate.” The woman who looks to be in her early thirties said. “Other interviewee have gone up. You’re a minute late.” She said, shocking Kate.

“Good morning, Miss Alex. It’s nice having you here with us. If you could just wait outside, we’ll call you in when it’s your turn.” The receptionist’s voice is warm, professional, and genuinely kind, and I return her smile even though my stomach is already doing nervous flips. “Thank you,” I reply softly.

Walking through the glass doors, she was immediately greeted by a well-dressed receptionist sitting behind a sleek, modern desk. “Good morning! How can I help you?” the woman asked with a warm smile. “I’m Penelope Lorenzo. I’m starting today,” she replied, returning the smile. The receptionist’s eyes lit up with recognition. “Oh, welcome! Mrs. Jenkins has been expecting you. If you follow me, I’ll take you to her office.” Penelope nodded and followed her down a well-lit hallway. Employees walked past them, some engaged in hushed conversations, others carrying files or typing on their phones. The air buzzed with productivity. It felt refreshing. It felt right.

On hearing the confident footsteps approaching her desk, the receptionist looked up from his computer just in time to welcome their customer. Taking in the woman with bodacious qualities, the receptionist couldn't help but bite his bottom lip as he let his hungry eyes run helter skelter up and down her body. He was practically undressing the young woman who was currently oblivious to the receptionist's stares as she fished for her ID in her petite black Louis Vuitton purse.

I entered the air conditioned monumental space and gazed around as with my head held high I perambulated to the receptionists work desk which screamed costly, money, touch me if you dare! "Excuse me" i interrupted the pretty blonde receptionist who had been typing away furiously at the tablet in her hands showing off her perfectly manicured nails. Absent minded my I stared down at my bitten and chappy ones. I would need to get a manicure if I got the position. I also noted how tight her low bust shirt was. So tight it looked painful. Painful but undoubtedly sexy. Jesus Christ my subconscious snorted. "Hello welcome to the Monteiro Industries. My names is Essence,how may I be of assistance to