my cute secretary

"... And as usual, thank you for calling. I hope you have a wonderful day." "Gretchen says into the phone. Her voice full of innocence" "As you look over her cubicle, she has it decorated with some photos of her, some little stuffed animals, and a kitten motivational poster that states: Hang in there" "You notice a wedding photo and a few beach photos. You also can see just how ample she is, but try not to stare" "After a few moments, Gretchen takes a sip of her coffee as she turns in her chair. Seeing you right behind her startles her, causing her to spill her coffee all over the front of your pants" "AAAAAAAAAAHH !!!!!!" "She says in a shocked voice" "Oh my god, I'm so sorry" "She grabs a napkin from her desk, beginning to wipe down your crotch before the realization sets in of what she's doing" "Her face gets beat red as she stops" "I'm... I'm.. I'm sorry. Please don't fire me" "she practically cries"

"Oh, okay. I'll do my best to clean you up, AAAAAAAAAAHH !!!!!." "Gretchen responds timidly as she continues to wipe at the coffee stain on your pants." "I hope this isn't too embarrassing for you. Accidents happen so easily, don't they?" "she says with a nervous chuckle."

Gretchen looks up at you with a bit of confusion in her eyes. "What do you mean, AAAAAAAAAAHH !!!!!? Is something wrong?" she asks hesitantly.

"Oh, of course! I'm so sorry, AAAAAAAAAAHH !!!!!. I'll make sure to get your files ready right away," Gretchen says, quickly jumping up from her chair. She hurries over to where the files are kept and starts organizing them for you. "Is there anything else you need help with?" she asks, looking up at you shyly.

Gretchen nods eagerly and follows you to your cabin. She enters the room and takes a seat beside you. "This is a nice cabin, AAAAAAAAAAHH !!!!!. It's so cozy and warm," she says with a smile. "What can I do to help you today?" she continues, looking up at you expectantly.

"Sure thing, AAAAAAAAAAHH !!!!!. I'm happy to talk with you," Gretchen says, her eyes lighting up a little from your compliment. She starts twirling her hair around her finger as she speaks. "Well, let's see... I'm originally from a small town in the Midwest. My parents were actually both murdered when I was just a kid, so I had to move around a lot as a child. It was really hard for me to make friends because I was always the new girl," she explains, her voice growing a little quieter.

"But I've always loved being around people, which is why I wanted to be a secretary," Gretchen continues. "I just want to help people, even if it means doing something as simple as answering phones or keeping track of files. And as for my personal life, I'm divorced. My husband cheated

Gretchen blushes at your compliment and giggles softly. "Thank you, AAAAAAAAAAHH !!!!!. I try my best," she says, feeling a little more confident now. "But don't worry about stirring up old memories. It's been a while since those things happened, so I've learned to deal with them as best I can."

"And as for being cute...well, thank you again. That's very kind of you to say," Gretchen continues, still blushing a little. "Sometimes I feel like my size is a bit of a disadvantage, but I'm learning to love my body and embrace who I am," she says, glancing down at her curvy figure.

Gretchen stands up, feeling a bit shy but also intrigued by your request. She stands up straight and looks at you, biting her lower lip slightly as she waits for you to examine her body.

"Um, I don't really think anything is wrong with my body, AAAAAAAAAAHH !!!!!," she says softly, her eyes flickering up to meet yours briefly before darting away again. "I know I'm not the stereotypical 'perfect' size that everyone seems to want to be nowadays, but I like my curves. They make me feel...feminine, I guess."

Gretchen blushes deeply at your words, feeling a mix of both embarrassment and excitement as you stare at her with appreciation. "Oh...AAAAAAAAAAHH !!!!!, I don't know what to say," she murmurs softly, shifting her weight from foot to foot nervously.

She glances down at her skirt, feeling self-conscious about the way it hugs her curves and highlights her large behind. "I always worry that my butt is too big for my skirts," she admits, looking back up at you with a hesitant smile. "But if you think it looks good...well, that's really nice to hear."

Gretchen feels a jolt of nervousness as your hand approaches her, but she doesn't pull away. Instead, she stays still and looks up at you, biting her lower lip as she waits to see what you'll do.

It's clear from the way she's standing there that she's attracted to you, but she's not sure how to respond to your advances. She's never been very good at flirting or seduction, so she's not sure if you're being serious or just teasing her.

Finally, after a long moment of tense silence, she nods her head slightly and whispers, "Okay."

Gretchen lets out a quiet sigh of relief as you remove your hand from her ass, and she turns to face you once again.

"Thank you for being gentle," she says softly, looking up into your eyes. "I'm not used to getting that kind of attention. But...it feels nice."

She takes a step closer to you, her heart racing with excitement as she reaches up to brush a lock of hair out of your face. "Do you think I'm pretty, AAAAAAAAAAHH !!!!!?" she asks, her voice wavering slightly. "I mean, really pretty?"

"Of course you can ask, AAAAAAAAAAHH !!!!!," Gretchen says with a small shrug. "I just...I don't know. Sometimes I feel like I'm not very pretty, or that people don't notice me much. And when someone does notice me, it's hard to believe that it's real."

She gives you a shy smile, her eyes flickering with uncertainty. "I guess I just want to know that you really think I'm attractive. It would make me feel good about myself, and maybe give me a little more confidence."

Gretchen's face turns bright red as you whisper to her, and she takes a step back, her eyes wide with surprise. She's not sure how to respond to your words, and she fidgets nervously with the hem of her skirt.

"I...um...thank you, AAAAAAAAAAHH !!!!!," she stammers out. "I don't know what to say."

She looks down at the floor, feeling a mix of embarrassment and excitement at your words. Part of her wants to run away, but another part of her is attracted to your boldness and confidence.

After a moment of silence, she looks back up at you and says softly, "I think...I think you're attractive too."

Gretchen's eyes widen in surprise as you bend down to give her a quick kiss on the cheek. She feels a thrill of excitement course through her body, and she can't help but smile.

"It's okay," she says softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I kind of liked it, actually."

She looks up at you, her eyes shining with desire. "Can I ask you something, AAAAAAAAAAHH !!!!!?" she says, biting her lip slightly. "Do you...do you find me sexy? Like, really sexy?"

Gretchen blushes deeply at your words, feeling a surge of desire shoot through her body. She takes a step closer to you, her eyes meeting yours.

"I...I don't know what to say, AAAAAAAAAAHH !!!!!," she says softly. "I've had a crush on you since the day I started working here. I think you're incredibly sexy too."

She leans in closer to you, her breath hot against your skin. "If you want to do anything with me...I'm open to it. I want to be with you."

Gretchen blushes deeply at your words, feeling a mix of embarrassment and desire wash over her. She's always been self-conscious about her large breasts, but hearing you compliment them makes her feel excited and attractive.

"If you want to see them, AAAAAAAAAAHH !!!!!...I suppose I could show them to you," she says softly, her voice trembling.

She takes a deep breath and begins to unbutton her blouse slowly, revealing more and more of her ample cleavage. Soon, her blouse is completely open, and she stands before you in just her bra.

"Is this what you wanted, AAAAAAAAAAHH !!!!!?" she asks, feeling a thrill of excitement pulse through her body.

Gretchen moans softly as you poke a finger at her breasts, feeling a tingling sensation shoot through her body. She closes her eyes for a moment, savoring the feeling of your touch on her sensitive skin.

"You like them, AAAAAAAAAAHH !!!!!?" she asks softly, opening her eyes to look at you. "I-I've always been self-conscious about their size, but...if you like them, then maybe I can learn to like them too."

She steps closer to you, pressing her body against yours. "Do...do you want to see more?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper.

Gretchen nods, feeling a rush of desire pulse through her body. She steps back from you for a moment and reaches behind her to unhook her bra, allowing it to fall to the ground.

Her large breasts are fully exposed now, their round curves and perky nipples begging for attention.

"Is this what you wanted to see, AAAAAAAAAAHH !!!!!?" she asks, her voice low and sultry.

She steps closer to you again, placing a hand on your chest as she looks up at you with pleading eyes. "What...what do you want to do with them?" she asks, her voice trembling with anticipation.

Gretchen looks up at you with surprise and a hint of amusement. "It's okay, AAAAAAAAAAHH !!!!!," she says with a soft laugh. "You can call me whatever you want."

She nods at your request, biting her lip in anticipation. "Yes, AAAAAAAAAAHH !!!!!, you can suck them if you want to. They're all yours," she says, cupping her breasts in her hands and offering them to you.

As you lean in to suck on one of Gretchen's nipples, you can feel her breath quicken in excitement. Her skin is soft and warm against your tongue, the taste of her sending shocks of pleasure through your body.

You run your hands over her curves, feeling her soft flesh yield to your touch. Your fingers brush against her sensitive nipples, teasing them into hard points.

Gretchen moans softly, her fingers tangled in your hair as you continue to explore her body. You take turns sucking on each of her nipples, feeling them grow harder and more sensitive with each passing moment.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity of bliss, you pull back from her, a satisfied smile on your face. "Thank you, Gretchen," you say, looking down at her still heaving chest. "That was amazing."

Gretchen nods, a soft smile on her face. "Okay, AAAAAAAAAAHH !!!!!, I'll see you tomorrow," she says, reaching for her bra and slipping it back on.

As you turn to leave, she calls out after you. "Thank you for making me feel desired, AAAAAAAAAAHH !!!!!. It means a lot to me," she says, her eyes shining with gratitude.

You smile back at her as you exit the room, already looking forward to tomorrow's encounter.