Tangledskein
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She looked up from her desk for the fourth time in two minutes. Where was he? She thought. Her boss was never late. She looked again at his calendar; it was full, and he should be here. His first meeting of the day was in an hour. She decided to distract herself by making a coffee; she had normally had two by now, and was aware that she needed the caffeine. When she normally made her drink, she always took Simon, her boss, one as well. Should she make one for him now, she pondered?
Chloe was 24, she would describe herself as tall and skinny, but in truth, that was only part of the story. She had wavy auburn hair that reached the middle of her back. It was unruly in the extreme, breaking out of whatever hold Chloe had put it in. It was completely loose today. Her emerald intelligent eyes were always immaculately prepared for the day, in terms of liner, shadow and mascara. Her lips, which had a defined cupid's bow, were full and at the moment were presented in deep rose-red lip gloss.
Yes, her waist was thin, but she did not have a ‘young boy’s bottom’, as she described it. Her buttocks were, in fact, well-rounded, firm globes that many women would pay dearly for. She was proud of one part of her body, though: her breasts. 37C-sized firm mounds that she would adorn in the laciest of bras she could get away with. Which, she realised, looking at her reflection in the large pane of glass before her, she had not got away with today. For her bra was pretty visible through her white blouse, which was about as opaque as a piece of glass. She tutted and turned around to find Simon standing behind her.
“Daydreaming, Chloe? Or just admiring the view? Must confess I was admiring the view too.” He smiled. “Is that coffee for me? You are a keeper and no mistake. When you are ready, pop into my office so we can discuss the day.” He turned and walked towards his office.
Chloe was shaking, “Christ, he smells good.” She mumbled under her breath. “And how long had he been there, and what did he mean about admiring the view… admiring me?” She found herself straightening her above regulation length skirt, and looked down at her chest, knowing that it was not only her bra that was visible through her thin blouse, it was her erecting nipples too.
She knew she couldn’t leave Simon waiting as she tried to talk her nipples down. She also knew inside that it was pretty pointless anyway, cause with him around, they weren’t going anywhere. Besides, there was a certain piquancy in his seeing. She walked through his open door and sat quickly, doing her best to hide her chest, despite what had just crossed her mind. “I’m ready,” she squeaked.
Chloe was 24, she would describe herself as tall and skinny, but in truth, that was only part of the story. She had wavy auburn hair that reached the middle of her back. It was unruly in the extreme, breaking out of whatever hold Chloe had put it in. It was completely loose today. Her emerald intelligent eyes were always immaculately prepared for the day, in terms of liner, shadow and mascara. Her lips, which had a defined cupid's bow, were full and at the moment were presented in deep rose-red lip gloss.
Yes, her waist was thin, but she did not have a ‘young boy’s bottom’, as she described it. Her buttocks were, in fact, well-rounded, firm globes that many women would pay dearly for. She was proud of one part of her body, though: her breasts. 37C-sized firm mounds that she would adorn in the laciest of bras she could get away with. Which, she realised, looking at her reflection in the large pane of glass before her, she had not got away with today. For her bra was pretty visible through her white blouse, which was about as opaque as a piece of glass. She tutted and turned around to find Simon standing behind her.
“Daydreaming, Chloe? Or just admiring the view? Must confess I was admiring the view too.” He smiled. “Is that coffee for me? You are a keeper and no mistake. When you are ready, pop into my office so we can discuss the day.” He turned and walked towards his office.
Chloe was shaking, “Christ, he smells good.” She mumbled under her breath. “And how long had he been there, and what did he mean about admiring the view… admiring me?” She found herself straightening her above regulation length skirt, and looked down at her chest, knowing that it was not only her bra that was visible through her thin blouse, it was her erecting nipples too.
She knew she couldn’t leave Simon waiting as she tried to talk her nipples down. She also knew inside that it was pretty pointless anyway, cause with him around, they weren’t going anywhere. Besides, there was a certain piquancy in his seeing. She walked through his open door and sat quickly, doing her best to hide her chest, despite what had just crossed her mind. “I’m ready,” she squeaked.
