I have known Nichole "Nikki" for almost 20 years. She joined our department shortly after getting her college degree. She had been working and going to school, so she was maybe 24. She had married Robert when she was 19, and he was 32. They choose not to have a family. For them, their pets were their family. She made no secret that Robert had had a vasectomy.
Nikki was pretty average physically. Average height, weight, long black hair and nice blue eyes completed the picture. She had a very nice set of legs, although her thighs were a little thick, and over the years her ass widened. But you really could not think of her as heavy. For me her best physical trait was her smallish breasts. I have always been a sucker for small tits. A pair of 44DDs did little for me, but a nice pair if 34B's or C's could start my engine. I never thought it would take me were it did. Although, I was single, and six years older, since she was married, I never seriously considered the idea of anything ever occurring.
After a few years in our department, she transferred out. Since we still worked in the same building, we often ran into each other. As all of our co-workers moved on, through transfers, retirement, or leaving the company, Nikki and I would try to have lunch about twice a year to just keep up, and discuss all our mutual friends.
Over the years, the office had become more and more casual. So sweatshirts and jeans replaced her blouses and skirts. We had scheduled one of our lunches on what turned out to be a rather warm day. Nikki was wearing a sleeveless blouse, with buttons down the front. At some time during our meal, I became aware there were two buttons open, and I had a full view of one of her bra cups. I was mesmerized. She finally noticed what was distracted me and corrected it. I probably turned red.
On the way back to the office she casually said, "Did you enjoy the show?" and let out a big laugh. I did not reply, but just blushed again, making her laugh even more.
Nikki had transferred into an area that allowed her to move into management. She had also found a way to get an office, although it was in the middle of the building, and had no windows. Shortly after retuning to my desk, the phone rang.
All I heard was, "I have a meeting at 2, if you would like another peek, come by before then."
"Ahhh, Okay." was all I could reply.
I looked at my clock; it was 1:10. I double-checked my schedule and found that I was free all afternoon. I strolled down the hall to the men's room. I had trouble taking a pee with a hard-on, but was finally successful. As I approached Nikki's door, it was ajar about six inches. I could hear her on the phone. I lightly tapped.
I heard, "Come on in, and close the door."
Nikki had a strangely arranged office. The door was in the corner, but opened into the middle of the room. So, you had to walk around the door to get in or out.
I quietly entered, and shut the door then sat down at a table near the door. Nikki's desk faced the wall so her back was towards the door and me. As she continued her phone conversation she slowly turned her chair around to face me. She had a big smile. Then I noticed why. Her blouse was unbuttoned clear to her waist; revealing cleavage all the way down to her waist. This meant she had removed her bra sometime after we returned.
Her phone conversation ended with, "We can discuss this with the group at 2. Talk to you then. Bye."
She turned back to hang-up the phone, then turned back to me, leaning slightly forward placing her elbows on her thighs. This allowed me to see just a little more of each breast as she spoke.
"Alan" she said. "This is not the first time I have noticed you looking at me, and I've always been flattered, and somewhat aroused. So, I just decided to give you a nice view."
