From the very first moment I had laid eyes on her, I had a thing for Natalie. Of course, the first time I saw her, she was wearing a dress with plunging criss-cross neckline, displaying lovely cleavage. I had thought she would dress more conservatively with time, but she still swishes about in clingy skirts and tops which all but shout: Big Tits! Recently, I had cause to go to her office to ask about supplies. I knocked and she opened the door. She was wearing a camisole, which cupped the bottom of her breasts, lifting them for all to see, and a long skirt. As usual, she greeted me quietly and asked what I needed. I told her and she loaded up a cart. As she pushed the cart towards me, she leaned over it, each step causing her breasts to sway. I couldn't help but stare and my cock couldn't help but swell.
She must have noticed my look, because she stopped and leaned way over the cart, maximizing her cleavage, and asked if there was anything else I needed. I took a chance and said, "It might be inappropriate to say, but you."
She smiled broadly, and replied, "I have waited so long to hear that. I was wondering how blatant I would have to be before you said something." She stood up, her arms shifting to her sides, pressing her breasts together, "so, do you like my camisole?"
"Yes, and I like how you fill your camisole ever more," I panted.
"Really?" she breathed, "Show me."
I moved around the cart. As I moved towards her, she backed up. I caught her shoulders and pulled her to me, descending for a kiss. My lips were hungry for her. My hands held her, her arms still down at her sides. My fingers found the straps of her camisole and slipped them off her shoulders. One hand slid over her back to find the zipper, which I pulled down. She shuddered as her breasts spilled out, her camisole opening and pealing off. I stepped back long enough lower my face to her throat, giving her powerful kisses as I knelt lower, my lips kissing over her collarbones and upper chest. My lips sunk into her flesh as I touched her right breast. She started to moan as I dragged my face down and closed my lips on her hard nipple. I sucked her into my mouth, wanting to devour her whole, my lips pinching her areola hard, my tongue slapping her nipple. Natalie gasped as I sucked her hard. I crouched lower and wrapped my arms around her waist. I stood up, picking her up, her teat still drawn into my mouth. With a couple steps, I reached a bench and lowered her down. My hands reached down and pulled her skirt up, exposing her lacy panties.
