Everyone noticed Maureen. She was medium to tall, with a well-rounded butt, C-cup boobs, and flaming red hair that gently flowed over her shoulders and down her back.
Although she wasn't flamboyant, Maureen was one of the sexiest women around and she was well aware of it. She wasn't above flaunting it. I knew from friends of hers that she had lost her virginity at a young age. She was known to have several notches in her bed post.
Maureen could fill out pants and a top extremely well, but she looked best in a dress. Actually, she looked best out of it, but that's another story. This day, she was wearing a navy pantsuit with a low V-neck cut that revealed more than just a little bit of boob.
Maureen sat down next to me, leaning over to make sure I saw her abundant boobs.
"Hey, Maureen."
"Hi," she said, flashing a big smile. She sidled into a chair, making sure to put her tits directly in my line of vision. "How's it going?"
I grinned. "I'm doing great right now," I said. Maureen laughed and pushed back her flowing red hair. "How are you?"
"Well, right now, I have a bit of a problem."
"Sorry to hear that," I said. "Can I help?"
"Oh, yeah," Maureen purred. "You can definitely help." She grinned and chuckled. She leaned forward to give me another up-close view of her tits. Maureen licked her lips. She moved to a chair closer to me.
"How can I help?" I asked.
"Well, you could start by kissing me." Maureen turned towards me and leaned in.
"I'm happy to do that for you," I said, "But I'm not sure this is the right place."