Chatting at the Office
Jessica always wore nice but conservative clothes to work. They didn’t do much to show off what looked like an incredible body, but didn’t necessarily hide it either. I’d walk by her desk several times a day jus to get a whiff of her perfume or a glance at her cleavage or her neck. We were civil to each other, even friendly, but we rarely went past that professional barrier. I’d laugh and kid around or at least I’d try, and she didn’t seem to mind the occasional joke that was a bit off,...
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