Rough Night At The Office: Curvy Office Pet, Part 1
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Penny squirmed on the uncomfortable office chair. She tugged on the hem of her skirt. Sitting down, it went well above her knees. Or maybe it was her thick thighs that made the skirt suddenly too small. Maybe she should have worn pants for this interview. And worn a baggy turtleneck instead of a button up blouse, now that she thought about it.
She didn't remember her breasts stretching the blouse so much in the store. She remembered the buttons laid nice and flat but now she was sure that if she took a deep breath, the buttons would fly off and kill someone. Speaking of buttons, why was the blouse's second button so many inches below the first?
This was a job interview, not a party. As a curvy woman, she'd given up on not showing cleavage in professional settings. Now she contended with the philosophical conundrum "how much cleavage could she show until it was inappropriate?". The answer always seemed to be less than what she was currently showing.
A door opened. A tall brunette in a charcoal gray pantsuit poked her head into the waiting room.
"Penny Lewis?" she called.
Penny stood up and raised her hand.
"Come on, you're up," the brunette said, gesturing with a hand holding a manila folder.
Penny followed her through the door and down a long corridor. Penny had to jog to keep up. She was 5' 1" and on top of having a longer stride, the tall brunette was a...