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businessmemes · 7 months
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I feel bad for Derrick, but he knew the risk -- business is all about risk.
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octuscle · 2 months
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Business Trip (Day four)
The air stinks of frying fat. My clothes smell of frying fat. I don't have a shower and can only wash myself with a washcloth. At least I can shave. I can only hope that I don't look like a tramp when I show up at the customer's. I make every effort to look as well-groomed as possible. I probably also look like a successful management consultant. But I feel like a filthy toilet cleaner.
The day goes by. I'm not particularly focused. I've certainly done better work. But I finish. Fortunately, my contacts all want an early weekend too. There's a small final presentation at 14:00. I correct a few things and add my client's comments. And then I shut down the computer. It's been a great few days here with Liam, I wouldn't want to miss the memories, I think as I roll another cigarette outside. The tenth today already? But now I'm looking forward to the weekend. And I have next week off. I'll see if I can spontaneously go to the seaside. Maybe there's a cheap flight too. But for now I need to get some sleep. Liam sends a message. A photo of his boner. He asks where I'm staying. My things are at his apartment. Shit, I really don't know if it's smart to drop by his place now…
Liam opens the door for me naked. He sticks his tongue right down my throat and rips my suit off. He presses his hard-on into my crotch. Shit, I really don't know… I rip the rest of my clothes off. I rub my hard-on against his. He presses me against the wall. And fucks me like he's on drugs. Shit, this is so intense! And we really do come at exactly the same second. He squirts his cum all over my cunt. And I squirt against his chest and chin. We collapse on the concrete floor of his hallway. We lie in a puddle of cum. And Liam orders me to lick up every drop.
I wanted to get away. I wanted to go home. I could have been sitting on my balcony drinking a glass of chilled white wine by now. Instead, I'm already picking up dirty dishes, washing them, wiping down tables, taking out the trash and cleaning the filthy toilet. Liam's snack bar is well stocked again today. But the guests are different. Hungry and thirsty visitors to the fair. I'm not getting pissed off today. I even get a tip today. Liam is really nice to me. It's almost fun to work. Until I realize: No, not fun. Boredom! Fun would be three or four steel-hard cocks aiming at my face and squirting their cum on me at the same time. As always, the kitchen closes at around 23:00. Everything is clean and tidy by 01:00. I roll a cigarette in the cool night air and ask Liam what we're doing tomorrow. "Why tomorrow?" he asks. "The evening is just starting."
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It's been three days since Liam took me to the club for the first time. Those three days were an eternity ago. Yes, I'm still a well-educated, successful man. But the man in the mirror above the bar, sweating and rolling a cigarette in dirty clothes, is also me. Nobody here calls me Marcus. I'm Mack. I ask Liam for my wages for tonight so I can get us a beer. Liam grins and slips me 500 pounds. I look at him questioningly. "Small revenue share for last night, you piss bitch," he replies with a grin. He sticks his tongue deep down my throat. And his hand deep into my pants. This night is really just getting started…
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bitchesgetriches · 5 months
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Bitches, this isn't strictly finance related, but I have to go on my first business trip at the end of the month and HELP. I've never done a work trip before, any tips?
DON'T 👏 GET 👏 DRUNK 👏
I know that seems like a weird place to start my advice. But I have literally seen people fired, or lose clients over getting too shitfaced at the hotel bar and making a fool of themselves. So if you're going to drink on your business trip, either with coworkers or clients... go easy on the sauce.
Also: remember that a business trip is not a vacation. So make sure you're in work-mode 100% of the time. Don't say or do anything in the presence of others that you wouldn't do in your workplace.
Pack the following:
An extra set of work clothes in case of coffee spills
Bandaids or moleskin patches if your work shoes are high heels or otherwise blister-causing.
Gym clothes and pajamas. Last thing you want is to end your work day and have to lounge around in... a suit.
Your normal shampoo and other products, in travel sizes. I'm allergic to certain shampoos that hotels stock, and let me tell you it is NOT FUN to show up to a big work meeting covered in hives.
SNACKS ON SNACKS. It's hard to seem professional with your tummy growling.
Make sure you have everything work-related you need on your phone if you're traveling without your work computer. And if you're flying, pack all essentials INCLUDING A PROFESSIONAL OUTFIT in your carryon bag.
Whew, that was more than I thought I had to say. Maybe we'll cover this on the podcast this season. But for now, here's some more advice:
What To Wear (and What Not to Wear) To a Job Interview 
Season 1, Episode 2: ���How Should I Behave on My First Day at Work?” 
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deepspacezaynesmaster · 3 months
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Valentines movies with Zayne
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Yeah... I remember that movie!
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duchessscloverly · 2 months
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So Andy has this Nantucket nautical rope bracelet that he's worn for a few seasons. Rewatching Business Trip for the 10,000th time, and I have this theory that the bracelet reminds Andy of his family and their expectations for him.
In the episode when he is around other people and acts like what he thinks a straight man should be he is wearing the bracelet.
He's wearing it when he says goodbye to Angela.
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He's also wearing it when he's trying to set up Michael with Concierge Marie.
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But when he's alone with Oscar... it disappears.
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Like he's purposely slipping it off and on
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Until the next morning when he's acting back to his usual self and discussing Angela.
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But then the final scene of them together, where Andy is specifically asking Oscar if he thinks he's attractive ... it's gone again.
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Probably a continuity issue but ...
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goboldlynl · 8 months
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Early flights to London give views where the airport inspires you....
Where to next in the journey of life?
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There she is.
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businessmemes · 6 months
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business cares about your health and wellbeing and would never assign you to a motel with bamboo-styled bedframes
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octuscle · 2 months
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Business Trip (Day two)
Shit, it's after 10:00 when I wake up in my hotel room. Naked on the bed. My, or rather Liam's, clothes strewn across the floor. My bed crusted with cum. Filled condoms on the floor. Shit, my head is going to explode. What the fuck happened last night. And where's my mobile phone?
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I call my client from the landline phone in the hotel room. I call in sick. Terrible migraine. Of course I'll be back in the morning. Yes, of course I'm staying until Friday under the circumstances and not leaving on Thursday as planned. Yes, I'm inconsolable. The chambermaid knocks. I open the door and hang the "Do not disturb" sign on the door. Naked. And I go back to bed.
At 6.00 pm I'm freshly showered and in my spare suit at Liam's snack bar. His clothes are in a laundry bag from the hotel. The only thing I'm still wearing of Liam's are his worn-out trainers. I didn't pack a change of shoes for a four-day appointment.The snack bar is busy. He grins at me and asks me to either wait or come back in an hour. However, it would be totally sick if I could help him in the kitchen. He can't keep up with washing the dishes. I grin and say that I mustn't ruin my last suit. He laughs and asks what happened to my clothes from yesterday. I hold up the bag. Come on, what are you waiting for, get changed and then I'll quickly show you how the dishwasher works, he calls out to me. My jeans are still damp from my urine. And only now do I realise that I didn't pick up my T-shirt from yesterday but Liam's vest from the floor. Shit, I'd like to know what else happened yesterday. Liam comes into the kitchen, hands me two long rubber gloves, a hairnet and gives me a quick briefing on the industrial dishwasher. He gives me a deep French kiss and hurries back to the cookery counter. Damn, the urine in my jeans is now joined by more precum.
The mountain of dirty dishes is slowly getting smaller. I'm sweating like a pig in the heat of the scullery. But I'm starting to find my way round. Liam calls out to me to clear and wipe the tables. I don't even think anymore, I act. The small dining room in the snack bar is packed with guests. It stinks of sweat, beer and frying fat. I walk around between the guests with the plastic basket from the dishwasher and collect glasses, bottles and plates. Suddenly I feel a strong grip on my crotch. A greasy bloke, long-distance lorry driver type, looks at me lustfully. "Oh, not just a fuck-whore, but also a dishwashing slave," he says. He slips me five pounds and says that he still owes me that for the hot blowjob. I have no idea what the truck driver was talking about. But I take the five pounds. Liam shouts that he needs fresh plates. I grab the basket of dirty dishes and hurry towards the scullery.
When I get there, I slip on some grease on the floor and the basket tips over and spills all over me. Now I'm covered in the food left behind by the people. The grease drips off me. Everyone is laughing and shouting 'take your filthy clothes off, boy' and I'm standing in the middle of the café covered in slime. I have no choice but to take my clothes off. But as I do so, I remember that I'm still wearing Liam's dirty, cum-stained jock…. Liam snaps at me that I'm really useless. He tells me to go to the social room at the back. There are clothes hanging there that I can wear. The clothes look like the rubber gear of an abattoir worker. There were big black boots, some waterproof trousers and a thick rubber apron. No top to wear underneath though. I stand there wearing only Liam's dirty jockstrap and slowly get into the outfit. It feels very strange to be dressed like this in a cafe. I have the strange feeling that I'm being watched…. I didn't notice the camera in the room. There's no time for that. After Liam gets really angry, I hurry to clean up the mess of my mishap and then get on with the dirty dishes in the kitchen. Sweat is pouring down my forehead and all over my body.
I swear the heating has been turned up because it's like an oven in here now. Dirty plates are piling up and I am struggling to keep up with the workload. Liam laughs and says if I don't get my shit sorted he'll have to discipline me later. He's smiling when he says it, but there's something in his tone that makes me think he's deadly serious. When I'm more or less finished with the dishes, I go back to the dining room to clear the tables. The clock tells me it's now 22:00. I've been slaving away for four hours. Only two guests are left. The sign on the door had been changed to 'closed' and the two remaining guests were both elderly men. They looked at me expectantly as I came in from the kitchen. "We've been waiting for you, son," one of them said. Then they both got up from their chairs…
Liam is cleaning the counter. "I told you that you deserved to be chastised," he says. "When you made that mess, you got the two guests' shoes dirty. You should apologize." I say I'm sorry and collect the last of the dirty glasses. "Shit, Boi! That's not an apology. It won't get your boots clean either." I ask for a rag. One of the two guests grins and says, "What do you need it for? He sits down and puts one of the boots on another chair. "You've got a healthy tongue, Boi. Let's go!" I'm wearing rubber clothes, I'm sweaty, I'm wearing a hairnet… And the two old guys look really hot. I get down on my knees. I'm a slut. And sluts lick other guys' boots clean. While I lick the boots of one guest, the other one wanks. Occasionally I get distracted from my job for a moment and lick his cock. I have a colossal boner in my butcher's pants. Sweat and precum have made my or Liam's jockstrap soaking wet. I'm almost done with the second boot when the other guy grabs my chin and turns it towards his cock. I don't react fast enough to swallow. And his full load of cum smacks me in the face. Liam takes photos.
It's just after midnight when Liam and I step out of the snack bar. Liam has stuffed my suit into a plastic bag. He lights a cigarette. I ask him if I can have one too. I haven't had a single cigarette all day. He hands me tobacco and a leaf. I look at him questioningly? "Roll your own, saves money." And he gives me 20 pounds. "Your wages for tonight." The two old guys gave him 200 pounds each for licking their boots.
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beingmes-blog · 1 year
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*Abhiram return from his business trip*
Abhi: *just walking to the the airport exit* Ram?
Ram: Hi! !! How was your trip?😄
Abhi: It was good, how did you know I was coming back today?
Ram: oh, you do know that I call you ever minutes right and I called you but it was telling that I can't contact you and I know that when *Flight mood* is on you can't make or receive calls 😁
Abhi: *impressed* aww my baby girl is smart *Kiss his forehead* 💋
Ram: *shyly* when you have a smart boyfriend, It's not a big deal 😊
Abhi: Hmm *hugs him romanticly* I missed you Princess *kiss his neck*
Ram: *Shivers* Me too, ah hmm Abhi there are people watching *shyly blushing red as the  reddest colour ever existed*
Abhi: I don't care *kiss him deep and rough* I love you *kiss again this time soft and sweet*
Ram: *shy and blushing red and in different stages of emotions like shy, confused, lust and horny etc* ABHI!!! *More like a  Wishper* *in a cute and sexual morny way*
Abhi: I missed you so much *speaking on his ear* Let go home, I want you. I'm going to f--k you so good baby girl *in a deep seductive voice and kiss his ear* 💋👄
Ram: *glup* yes daddy
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And Then they went Home *As fast as possible* and then
*scene Missing*😆
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Making a new business trip memory every weekday night
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randomberlinchick · 11 months
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I'm happy to report that Prague was wonderful! Nothing like the city I experienced back in the day when it was still behind the Iron Curtain.
More pics to follow. In the meantime, these were taken from the terrace of a rooftop club on my last night. Fun times and I very much look forward to going back to a fantastic city!
Hope you're all doing well! 🤗
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masscheater · 1 month
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Miami
I will be next week in Miami. If any fellow cheater in the region is interested in meeting up for some fun, please reach out!
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foodweate · 7 months
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@출장
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germ-t-ripper · 3 months
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11JAN24 Shatterproof Strong.
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