Martha stood and looked at herself up and down in the mirror as she ran her hands up and down her busty figure. She was desperate to get the contract tonight and was seeking to impress the man who had invited her over his house for the evening. A tight patterened catsuit clad her body, with her long golden locks running loose above it. The catsuit itself was designer, an example of the product they may be expected to make. Its base colour was pink with a variety of random shapes and patterns in multiple colours running over it, almost like wearing a cartoon strip. The outfit showed off her large boobs perfectly, one of her many tactics for the evening. His was her first time wearing one of these properly and she had to admit it was comfortable. She wasnt expected to wear it but thought she may as well make the effort if it meant gaining the multi million dollar production contract she needed.
Finally she was ready to go at 5 to 8 as she slung on a white coat over the top half of her outfit and a pair of white shoes. In the trunk of the car already was a bag of cash, something which had been agreed previously as to the deposit, a sort of assurity that the contract would be carried out properly. She jumped in her car and drove off towards the gentleman's home.
3 loud knocks on the door prompted the man to greet her in the porch as he smiled and welcomed her in, taking the coat from her and making note of her outfit.
"Wow, nice to see you made the effort with the free outfit i got you, see its comfortable and it looks fantastic on you." The man smiled as he couldnt help glance up and down at her busty figure. She was a very attractive woman. The man himself was called Henry who was the face behind the brand 'comfy skintight catsuits.' She didnt know too much about him even though they had met a few times before in meetings, all she knew was he was mega rich as his spacious mansion proved.
"Thankyou Henry, i can certainly see the appeal; its like leggings for your entire body." She smiled as the pair walked upstairs to the 'conversation room' as it was labelled on the door. This was the room away from his office where he liked to meet with people as the name suggests, with an informal sofa against each of the far walls. On the walls hung a few pieces of abstract art and the odd picture of a landscape. The pair sat each with a glass of white wine as they began to conduct business conversation about the sought after contract.
"We see this outfit booming in years to come, with many different styles available to choose from, we feel we could easily take on the home comfort market as well as a few less commonly known."
"I see, what do you mean by that?" Martha queried as she made notes.
"Well the bondage industry for one, another industry that is likely to see a dramatic rise of interest and intrigue in the next few years." Henry smiled.
"Bondage? You mean like whips and chains?" Martha paused.
"A common misconception, using rope, tape, cable ties in order to tie someone up and gagging them usually. Would you like to try it? Just to see what i mean and the sector requirements?"
Henry had asked Martha directly and as she wrote a note into her notebook she looked up and smiled.
"You want to tie me up? Sure, sounds interesting i guess. Would be nice to get a sense of understanding from the sector and its point of use of the garments." She smiled. It had been as easy as that, Martha had been reeled in succesfully like a fish on a rod. This was a new unexplored sector for her and she couldnt help but be curious as to what people saw in it.