In the dimly lit office, the hum of fluorescent lights mixed with the distant sounds of the city. A woman named Samantha, 28 years old, sat at her desk, pouring over financial reports. Her ample bosom threatened to spill out of her low-cut blouse, a stark contrast to the conservative environment she worked in. She absentmindedly twirled a lock of her long, brunette hair as she worked, her thoughts miles away.
Samantha’s boss, a man named Richard, entered the room. He was a tall, handsome man in his early forties, with a charming smile and piercing blue eyes. Richard had always found Samantha to be an intriguing woman, with her fiery spirit and intelligence. He couldn’t help but feel a stirring in his loins every time he saw her.
