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John's fingers fumbled as he folded the paper in his hands. The origami swan was not turning out as expected and he soon realized there was no hope for the creation. He threw the paper wad at his cubicle wall in defeat. The work day couldn't end soon enough.
A glance at his computer monitor revealed only three minutes had passed since he last checked the time. He sighed and leaned back in his swivel chair. Just before he was about to close his exhausted eyes, he heard the office door open. He snapped upright in his chair and, like every other man in the office, craned his head above the cubicle wall.
Ms. Washington gracefully stepped out from her office, high heels thumping on the floor. John ogled her as she made her way through the room. Every man in the office was staring at her as she passed, heading towards the elevator. John perhaps gazed the deepest at the dark-skinned beauty.
Gabrielle Washington's intoxicating fragrance captured John as she walked by him. John froze the moment in time so he could take in the wonderful sight before him.
Ms. Washington's pumps made her calves form sexy curves as she walked, her stride confident and true. His eyes followed her legs up to the pencil skirt that tightly clung to her wide hips. The next part John appreciated was too good to be real.
Sitting at the top of her tall and smooth legs, were two massive lobes that formed an insanely huge bubble butt. The sheer mass of the two fat cheeks couldn't simply be called a butt. It was a ridiculously massive, mammoth-sized ass. The size of her bottom made it seem as if she would appear taller when sitting. John had never seen an ass that jutted out that far. The behemoth portions bounced and shook as she strutted.
Just past the first curve of her hourglass, was her tiny waist. Her torso was so tight and skinny it made the proportion of her hips look preposterous. John continued up her figure to his favorite part.
Ms. Washington carried on her chest, the two most obscene breasts John had ever seen.
Her giant globes swayed side to side in her blouse as she walked, simultaneously bouncing up and down. The mere size of her tits concealed most of her torso, and John was mesmerized by them. They protruded out two feet in front of her, defying gravity and hanging high on her chest. Her low cut top revealed a totally inappropriate amount of cleavage, a valley of chocolate brown flesh. These breasts were impossible. John thought they must act as the counter-weight to her humongous butt.
Ms. Washington's figure looked as if a cartoon drawn by a hormone driven teenager came to life.
Reluctantly, John's eyes continued up from her mammoth mammaries to her gorgeous face. Her cheek bones were high and her nose was small. Her smile displayed straight, white teeth, and her demeanor was pleasant. Her beautiful brown eyes kept straight, but were aware of the audience she captivated. John saw something behind them, and it was something sinister.
Ms. Washington stopped and turned, her raven hair flipping as she did. John's eyes widened when he realized she was headed towards his desk. Her hips moved with a mesmerizing sway, and she arrived at his desk before John could stop staring.
Ms. Washington extended a lovely limb and set a small piece of paper on John's desk. Without a word she turned and left, walking the way she had before. John stared at the folded paper and lifted it slowly.
He unfolded the small mystery to find a series of numbers and a name written down. It was an address. There was also a short message to arrive at the address a few hours after work.
Confused and bewildered, John gazed at Ms. Washington's ass as it bounced away. He assumed his boss wouldn't tell him to arrive somewhere if it weren't important. He would have to call his girlfriend to cancel plans tonight.
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John sat across from Ms. Washington nervously, twiddling his thumbs as she sized him up with her eyes. She had not spoken since she answered the door and motioned for him to sit in the living room. John was so nervous he started to break a sweat. It wasn't that his boss had not said a word since she let him in, but that she was wearing a white bath robe. He thought it seemed inappropriate.
"So what is it you called me here for Ms. Washington?" John sheepishly started.
Gabrielle Washington smiled widely, something predatory hiding behind her grin.
"Call me Gabby, John," she insisted, not answering his question.
"Okay, Gabby," he said uneasily, taking a deep breath.
Gabrielle stood up from her chair and walked over to John, her movements slow and calculated. Her robe barely covered her butt, and John stared at her impossible cleavage. The man looked up at his gorgeous boss when she stood in front of him, bewildered by her strange actions. He gasped when he saw what she did next.
"Do you like these?" she asked, grabbing hold of her huge breasts through her robe.
John became flush and quickly looked away. He had no idea why his boss was acting this way.
"What? Is this a test? What are you doing?" John deflected, burning a hole in the ground with his eyes.
"I see you checking me out at work. Don't deny it. Every white man wants a piece of my black body," Gabby stated, still holding her globes.
"This is really inappropriate. I have a girlfriend," John tried to assert.
"I know you do. You have an ugly white girlfriend. She doesn't have big black tits or a huge round butt. But I do," Gabby said, opening her robe.
Gabrielle Washington dropped her alabaster robe to the floor, revealing the entirety of her impeccable black body.
Gabby's hourglass figure was the most ridiculous thing John had ever laid eyes on. Her smooth chocolate skin spread over two insanely enormous breasts, which possessed two Hershey kiss shaped nipples.
Her outline narrowed at her small waist, and expanded again at her wide hips and crazily large butt. Her tummy was tight and fit, but most of her mid-section was eclipsed by her fun bags. His boss turned slowly so John could take in the magnificence.
As Gabby turned, the full spectacle that was her naked ass revealed itself. Even though she rotated slowly, the humongous rear end couldn't refrain from jiggling. When she made a full circle, John rested his eyes on the small and dark nipples sitting in the middle of her giant chest hangers. The body he was staring at was total perfection.
"I think I have to leave," John said, his body frozen in amazement.
"No. You are going to stay right there while I show you how much you love my black body. If not, I'll fire you," Gabby threatened.
Gabby pressed her arms against her breasts, pushing them together pleasingly. Her cleavage was plentiful and her skin seemed to glisten. Her body was perfect in every way, and John was finding it hard to resist.
The black breasts hanging in front of John were bigger than beach balls. He was fixated on their impossible shape, when he felt a stir from below. His boss made sure it did not go unnoticed.
"I knew you were a dirty white boy. I knew you weren't satisfied with your white girlfriend," Gabby said victoriously, grabbing his bulge.
