The moment she walked into the room my eyes took in her voluptuousness and my heart skipped a beat. She had come to offer herself as a candidate for a post in the company and I was to interview her.
She asked for permission at the door and at my motioning her walked across the room to the other side of the large table in front of me.
She had a beautiful round, full face, which was further accentuated by her full-teethed smile. She wore a light grey silk saree and a matching blouse, which only accentuated her full womanly figure. As she walked across the table, had a side view of her torso, naked between her blouse containing her ample breasts and her tucked-in saree, which fell over her high and firm derriere, which undulated with her every step.
Cut to one month later:
Her lips were moving against mine, soft full and moist ones against hard rough ones. Her arms were around my neck and being just shorter than me, she did not have to raise herself to my height nor I bend down to reach her for us to devour each other's mouths. Her tongue slipped into my mouth and dueled with mine.
As a reaction, I clasped her buttocks tighter in my large hands that she let out a moan, and pulled her more tightly against my hard muscular body. She caught her breath as she felt the hardness of my crotch against her lower belly. In addition to my pulling her flush with me she also maneuvered herself so that my genitals were snugly positioned in the little hollow between her lower belly and the two thighs.