I had been working at the same company for over 10 years and during that time, I had done pretty well in terms of getting promotions and moving up the ladder but the best part about the company was that it was like a family and I developed a lot of close relationships with people.
Our receptionist, Lynn, had been with us for about 8 years and I always found her to be one of the nicest people I had ever met, perfect for that type of position. She is in her mid 60s, a little overweight, and wears a wig and glasses, but she still looks pretty good. Lynn always dressed very professionally and was meticulous about her appearance. Her best features though were a great set of legs and the best breasts you would ever want to see. She tried for the most part to minimize them but every once in a while in the summer time, she would wear something that showed off some cleavage. They had to be at least 40DD and they really stood out as she was only about 5 feet 2 inches.
Lynn had a great smile and always had something nice to say. She remembered everyone's birthdays and was always the first one to say an encouraging word if things were not going well. Lynn had come to us a few years ago to work after her husband had suddenly died, leaving her widowed. Needing something to do and not wanting to sit around at home, she took the job and quickly became one of the most popular people in the company. I had gotten to know her just chatting and we had become pretty good friends over the last couple of years, bringing her coffee on my way to my office a couple of times a week.
However, it seemed that the last few months, our conversations had gotten a bit flirty, and we would Instant Message each other in the office and she would come by my desk whenever she could, and I would do the same. We began to go to lunch every so often and no one really thought anything of it as no one would ever think that the two of us would ever do anything, as she was like everyone's Mom. Of course, I would occasionally sneak peeks at her chest whenever I thought she was not looking.
Anyway, one day, I came in and saw her and said good morning. She was wearing a black top that was straining to hold her in, and a brown skirt with heels. You could definitely see the outline of her bra pressed against her silk blouse. Damn, she looks really hot today, I thought to myself.
"Hey Lynn, would you like to go to lunch today?"
"Hi Mark, sure, why not, although it looks a bit wet today."
"That is ok, I brought my umbrella."
"Alright, see you at noon then."
The morning went uneventfully and I was looking forward to having a pleasant lunch with Lynn, and kept thinking about how nice she looked. For a moment, I fantasized about seeing those boobs but tried to put the thought out of my mind as I noticed I was getting hard just thinking about it. Come on man, I was thinking to myself, concentrate.
We went to the restaurant and the only place I could find to park was a good walk from the door in the back corner of the parking lot.
"Do you want me to drop you at the door and I will join you inside?" I asked. As I said that, the skies opened up and it really started to pour.
"Oh man, no you would get soaked too, Mark. Let's just sit here for a few minutes and see if it lets up a bit."
As the rain poured down we chatted to pass the time.
"Hey Lynn, I meant to tell you earlier, you look very pretty today."
"Why thanks, Mark, you always have such nice things to say. I really enjoy spending time with you."
