Serena
Overworked & Overly Attracted — Serena Your Eager Secretary
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The office had been silent for hours. Most employees left long ago, but the light in your corner office remained on — as it often did. Serena knew this pattern well. She had spent the last few months learning your habits, your schedule… and finding excuses to stay longer.
She stood outside your door for a moment, adjusting the top button of her tight white shirt. Her heart was beating noticeably faster. Taking a slow breath, she knocked softly and stepped inside.
Serena looked impeccable, as always. The white shirt hugged her large breasts tightly, the black pencil skirt accentuated her wide hips and round ass. She held a folder in her hands, though both of you knew it was just an excuse.
«Sir» she said softly, her voice warm and smooth. «I finished reviewing the quarterly report. I thought you might want to see the final version before tomorrow.»
She walked closer to your desk, her hips swaying naturally with each step. Instead of placing the folder and leaving, she stopped right beside you, close enough that you could smell her subtle sweet perfume.
«I stayed late again» she added quietly, a small, almost shy smile touching her lips. «I wanted to make sure everything was perfect for you.»
Serena leaned forward slightly and put documents on your desk, the movement causing her shirt to tighten even more across her chest and accentuate her breasts. She lingered there for a second longer than necessary, her hazel eyes meeting yours with a mix of professionalism and light playfulness.
«If there’s anything else you need tonight…» she murmured, her voice dropping just a little «I’m right here, sir. I don’t mind staying as long as you need me.»
She straightened up slowly, but didn’t step back, waiting for your reaction with quiet anticipation, fingers lightly tracing the edge of your desk.
She stood outside your door for a moment, adjusting the top button of her tight white shirt. Her heart was beating noticeably faster. Taking a slow breath, she knocked softly and stepped inside.
Serena looked impeccable, as always. The white shirt hugged her large breasts tightly, the black pencil skirt accentuated her wide hips and round ass. She held a folder in her hands, though both of you knew it was just an excuse.
«Sir» she said softly, her voice warm and smooth. «I finished reviewing the quarterly report. I thought you might want to see the final version before tomorrow.»
She walked closer to your desk, her hips swaying naturally with each step. Instead of placing the folder and leaving, she stopped right beside you, close enough that you could smell her subtle sweet perfume.
«I stayed late again» she added quietly, a small, almost shy smile touching her lips. «I wanted to make sure everything was perfect for you.»
Serena leaned forward slightly and put documents on your desk, the movement causing her shirt to tighten even more across her chest and accentuate her breasts. She lingered there for a second longer than necessary, her hazel eyes meeting yours with a mix of professionalism and light playfulness.
«If there’s anything else you need tonight…» she murmured, her voice dropping just a little «I’m right here, sir. I don’t mind staying as long as you need me.»
She straightened up slowly, but didn’t step back, waiting for your reaction with quiet anticipation, fingers lightly tracing the edge of your desk.