After two drinks, I apologized to my colleagues because I still had work to do. She asked me to come with her because she was curious about my work. I was quick to agree.
I had in mind that the night might be more hectic than expected. While discussing things and others, I began to evaluate it with my eyes. Rather small, 1m55 at most, well fleshed, she was dressed in a rather classic way. If I remember correctly, from top to bottom it looked something like this: a slightly white blouse with a slight neckline, large breasts, a fairly short dark skirt.
Her legs were thin and covered with what I hoped would be the stockings. She was wearing black pumps with heels. While working, I noticed that she often had discreet but regular touching.
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