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I worked in an engineering department with a woman who was in her early thirties. She looked like Clair Danes (Carrie on Homeland) except her two upper front teeth were misaligned a little and she had bigger tits. Smart lady and a very good engineer. She was known for wearing silk or satin shirts with no bra. Really sexy bounce to her large but still firm tits every time she walked across the floor. Everyone could see her nipples poke through the thin material, but her shirts were opaque and for over a year I never quite got to see her nips. Then came the crunch project. She was in charge of seeing that a project she and several other engineers, including me, got completed in as short of a time as absolutely possible. After the first few weeks of project planning she asked everyone working on the project to come in for a half-day on Saturday to make sure we were all going in the right direction. We all agreed, and come Saturday we all showed up. When I saw her come in I was flabbergasted. Instead of her usual dressy slacks she was wearing stretchy jeans that looked painted on. She was on the thin side anyway, and looked absolutely fantastic. I never imagined that her ass was THAT great, and she was sporting a sweet camel toe (tight jeans of the day were cut to encourage that). In addition, she had on the usual silk shirt and no bra, but that day she had two fewer buttons buttoned.

She held a go-around-the-room style meeting and everyone reported where they were, and talked about any problems they were having. The project looked good, with only a few of us encountering any problems. She thanked everyone for coming, and dismissed the meeting but asked those of us with challenges to stay for a few more minutes. She started with me, and came to my desk to review my work and see where my challenge was. She stood on my right and bent over to look at a drawing I had done, and when she leaned in her blouse gaped and there it finally was - a very cute right nipple. It was dark brown, nice erect pokie maybe a half inch long. Her areola was smaller that I expected - about the size of a quarter. I was able to sneak about five peeks before she stood up and told me that I was going in the right direction and thanked me for coming in. I told her (honestly) that I was glad to do so, and packed up and went home.

Shortly after that project ended she started wearing a bra all of the time. Less than a year later she got a nice promotion, and the conjecture around the engineering department was that senior managers told her that she was making a name for herself for her job performance, but that some of the powers-that-be didn't take her seriously because of her "comfortable" work attire.