[toonzilla]

My wife, Olivia, loves to flirt and for several years, she enjoyed bringing me home “stories” of what had happened at work that day. Many of them involved an unwitting coworker named Joe. Here’s one of the earliest.

Joe would often come to Liv’s office cubicle for actual work, but more often than not, for mutual flirting. For this story, Liv worked up to her endgame over the course of a few days, starting with some minor downblouse action on Wednesday where she made sure to wear a semi low-cut top and her pushup bra to show plenty of cleavage. Olivia said Joe returned more than once that day to check out the goods.

On Thursday, Joe returned as always, but was treated to a lower cut blouse and a looser bra. Olivia said she could tell that he was trying to get the best view possible by the way he was sidling up beside her when going over paperwork and his continual shifting of positions. She wasn’t sure if he got a nipple peek but if not, it wasn’t for lack of trying. Again, he visited her cubicle several times that day. Lots of papers to sign maybe?

Friday came and Joe was, not surprisingly, back for more. This day, Liv had worn something similar to the day before except wearing a button-down blouse with an extra button or two undone. After his third visit of the day, Liv told him that she was working through her lunch hour and if he had a few minutes, she needed to go over something with him.

Before he arrived, Olivia went to the Ladies’ Room and removed her bra. Then she went back to her cubicle, unbuttoned another couple of buttons and waited. At around 12:15, Joe returned and noticed immediately what was different but tried to ignore it (as if he could). “Sooo,” he said, “Where’s that paperwork we need to look at?” “I’ve got it right over here,” she said motioning to another part of her desk. She stood and walked over, adding, “I’m going to need to go over this with you in a little more detail before we file anything.”

Joe followed Olivia but went around to the opposite side of her (as she’d hoped he would). She then leaned down close to the paper and he did the same, giving him a view to die for. Olivia told me that, outside of her breasts being out of her blouse completely, there was no way for him to see more than he did. He had the perfect shot of her perfectly shaped boobs and the hardened pink nipples that adorned them. Liv said that she knew by the bulge in his khakis that he liked what he saw.

And just so Joe didn’t think he was getting away with anything, after he had taken in the view for a minute or so, Liv pretended to catch him in the act of looking. “I can’t believe you,” she said quietly, feigning shock. “Oh, can’t you?” he returned. Then, as his cocky nature demanded, he slipped his index finger into the top of Liv’s blouse and pulled it open even more. Olivia couldn’t imagine he had missed seeing anything over the last few minutes, but if he had, there was no question now. “Mm, mm, mm,” he whispered, “Simply beautiful.” When he saw her later in the day (she had put her bra back on), Joe mentioned that he’d have no problem if she wore that top again sometime. And she would…