The secretary sat at her desk, typing away on her computer. She was wearing a tight-fitting blouse and pencil skirt that hugged her curves perfectly. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back in loose waves, framing her face perfectly

The secretary sat at her desk, typing away on her computer. She was wearing a tight-fitting blouse and pencil skirt that hugged her curves perfectly. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back in loose waves, framing her face perfectly. As she typed away, she couldn't help but notice the way the light caught on the curves of her body in just the right way. She felt a stirring deep within herself as she imagined what it would be like to have someone take those pictures of her and use them for their own pleasure.