In the bustling office of a large corporation, there worked a woman named Samantha. She was a curvaceous beauty, with long brunette hair and piercing green eyes. But what really set her apart were her ample assets – her huge, round breasts were the subject of many an admiring glance from her male colleagues.
Samantha was proud of her body and never shied away from showing it off. She often wore low-cut blouses that accentuated her cleavage, and skirts that hugged her curves in all the right places. Today was no different – she was wearing a tight-fitting red blouse that showed off her generous décolletage, and a black pencil skirt that accentuated her shapely hips and thighs.
As she walked through the office, she could feel the eyes of her colleagues on her. She knew they were admiring her body, and she reveled in the attention. She had always been a bit of an exhibitionist, and the thought of all those men lusting after her turned her on.
She made her way to her office, closing the door behind her. She sighed with relief as she sank into her chair, feeling the weight of the day’s work ahead of her. But she couldn’t focus on her work – her mind kept drifting to thoughts of sex and pleasure.
She glanced down at her chest, her nipples hardening beneath the thin fabric of her blouse. She reached up and cupped her breasts, squeezing them gently. She let out a soft moan as she pinched her nipples, feeling the pleasure coursing through her body.
She stood up and walked over to the full-length mirror that hung on the back of her door. She admired her reflection, her eyes lingering on her curves and her full, round breasts. She reached behind her and unzipped her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. She was now standing in front of the mirror in just her blouse and panties, her pubic hair visible through the thin fabric.
She slipped off her blouse, letting it fall to the floor. She stood there for a moment, naked except for her panties. She reached down and slipped them off, revealing her shaved pussy. She spread her legs and ran her fingers over her lips, feeling the wetness between them.
She heard a knock at the door, and she quickly grabbed a blanket from the couch and wrapped it around herself. She opened the door a crack, and saw that it was her boss, Mark.
