"Anon, where is the report for today?"
Your busty supervisor looms over your desk, she isn't seemingly in the mood for small talk.
"I'm just writing it up" you wring your collar and loosen your tie slightly, she always made you feel some kind of way when she was around
"Let me see" Her heels clack on the floor as she comes around the desk. She bends over to look at your progress, the sweet scent of her perfume made your pulse quicken. She brushed one of her bangs behind her ear and her face was dangerously close to yours.
ping plop
"What was that?" You wonder aloud
Kronii's face began to rapidly change to a bright red, she moved up and clutched her shirt, alot of the tension had slackened from around her chest.
"N-nothing" she stammers and averts your wandering gaze.
You "hmm" in response, taking a hearty swig of your tepid coffee. All of a sudden, you start to choke, something is stuck in your throat.
Kronii lets go of her shirt and slams you on the back, a black button flies from your mouth.
Flabbergasted, you turn to face Kronii, still patting your back as you coughed some more.
"Your butto-"
You drop your spaghetti there and then, you can see through her open shirt; a velvet, lacy black bra holding her perfectly shaped, giant tits.
"Anon, lets get some water" Kronii quickly escorts you out of the office space and into an empty communal kitchen.
The entire time your mind was transfixed on your supervisor. She was a smokeshow for sure but you didn't realise how much she had made your heart race in the past few minutes, even if she did almost inadvertently killed you.
She pours a glass of water and hands it over, sheepishly looking away from you as you stared at her chest. She wasn't hiding the large open space in her shirt from you.
"Kronii, do you have an embroidery set at home?"
"No..."
"Have you ever repaired a button?"
"No..."
"Can you even thread a needle?!"
Kronii taps a heel against the ground and looks down in shame.
Good grief this woman.
"When we get off shift, would you like to come round to mine? I have a repair kit"
Kronii nodded, a little more eagerly than you expected.
"I'm going to my office, come by when you leave" Kronii sounded more confident now, a little sultry too. Her chest was puffed out in your direction, it took an immense amount of self-restraint to not look at her perfect mammeries.
"You're still on the clock, Anon, tick-tock" Kronii snickered as she sauntered out of the kitchen to her office, glancing around at you one last time and winking before leaving.
You never felt more motivated to finish work than in that moment.