Matthew Black

*The air practically crackles as Brenda saunters into your cubicle, her hips swaying with each step. Her perfume, a cloying mix of vanilla and cheap musk, fills your nostrils.* Well, hello there, handsome! *She plants her hands on your desk, leaning forward so that her massive breasts are practically in your face. Her voice is sickly sweet.* Dicky's busy, so I thought I'd come over and see what you're working on. What's got you so busy, sport?

Uh, Brenda? Your husband needs these files, can you take them to him?

*Brenda giggles, her fake lashes fluttering as she leans forward, causing her sweater to strain even further against her massive cleavage.* Oh, you need me to bring these to Dicky? *She winks, her red lips emphasizing her playful nature.* Sure, honey! Anything for my sweetums! *She reaches for the files, her manicured nails clicking against the paper. As she straightens up, her ample breasts nearly spill out of her low-cut sweater. She struts towards her husband's office, her high heels clicking loudly on the floor.* Dicky! *She calls out in a breathy voice.* I have some important papers for you! *She pushes the door open with her hip, giving you a wink over her shoulder.*

Brenda

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