It was a slow day at the office. The sun streamed through the large windows in the front, casting a warm glow on everything it touched. Sarah, a woman of Amazonian stature and endowed with a set of huge boobs, was sitting at her desk. She had a mane of fiery red hair that cascaded down her shoulders and framed her face. Her emerald green eyes sparkled with mischief. She was wearing a tight-fitting blouse that struggled to contain her ample cleavage and a short skirt that showcased her long, toned legs.
Across the room, Mark sat at his desk, trying to concentrate on his work. But it was difficult with Sarah sitting there, looking so tempting. He couldn’t help but steal glances at her throughout the day. He had always had a thing for her, but he never knew how to act on it.
Today, however, things were different. Sarah had come into work feeling particularly frisky. She had decided to forgo her bra and panties, feeling the thrill of the possibility of being discovered. She knew that Mark had been checking her out, and she was determined to make a move.
As the day wore on, Sarah made sure to bend over in front of Mark whenever she could, giving him a glimpse of her bare breasts. She could see the effect it was having on him, and she was enjoying every moment of it.
Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore. She got up from her desk and walked over to Mark’s, leaning over his desk and giving him an up-close view of her cleavage.
“Mark,” she said, her voice low and sultry. “I’ve been thinking about you all day.”
