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She was on the phone when I walked in so all she could do was a little wink and a wave. Sitting behind a big desk in a low back chair and a big picture window behind her, she looked like the big executive that she was. She was talking big business trying to swing a big deal. So I just walked around the big desk and bent down to give her a little kiss on the cheek.

I put my hands on her shoulders and started giving her a little massage. She leaned back and gave me a big smile as her shoulders started to loosen up. She had on a low cut blouse that showed a little bit of her breasts and a dress jacket. And a short dress to show off her long legs.

I tugged on the jacket a little so she would know I wanted her to take it off so she leaned forward and I help her off with it. The blouse just had straps on the top so I push them off to the side so I could massage more skin. When I did her blouse when a little farther down and showed a little more. I would start at her neck at the base of her skull and work my way slowly down her shoulders and then down her arms. Every time I got down to the straps I would push them a little farther down, showing more and more breast. Then I finely just unbuttoned her blouse and unhooked her bra. She leaned back in the chair and put her feet on the desk and I started massaging her tits, stopping every once in a while to pinch and pull on her nipples.

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