In the corner office of the executive suite, a woman named Samantha sat behind a large mahogany desk. She was in her late thirties, with curves in all the right places. Her ample cleavage overflowed from her low-cut blouse, and her long, wavy auburn hair cascaded down her back. She had a confident and commanding presence that made her the perfect executive.
Samantha had been working late nights at the office lately, and tonight was no exception. She was finishing up some paperwork when she heard a knock at the door.
“Come in,” she called out, not looking up from her work.
