Eve hurried down the pathway, slowing briefly to push her way through the gate and scampered down the lane to the busy insurance company where she worked. The sun was warm but the late summer morning had a chill of autumn and Eve felt slightly colder than on previous days.
She stepped up her pace, anxious not to be late. Despite being only a mile from her home, Eve knew there were a couple of busy junctions to cross and if they were jumbled, it could be horrendous trying to weave through the cars. Picking up her pace, Eve was aware of her bare breasts bouncing in rhythm with her stride. She enjoyed the way they swayed and she enjoyed the breeze on her bare skin.
Approaching the first busy intersection, she noticed that a few drivers - particularly the male gender - were looking at her with wide smiles. Eve knew that they were just enjoying the sight of her naked body, so she just smiled and walked on.
As she stepped into the lavish reception of Smith Jones Associates Insurance Company (empty as it always was first thing in the morning; the dutiful receptionist making the early morning coffees for the directors), the air conditioning hit her full on. Despite only being moderately warm outside, the AC made it feel like she was stepping into an ice box and her body reacted instantly. Eve's buttocks clenched and her large, light brown nipples stood to attention, rising concurrently with the temperature dropping.
Smith Jones Associates Insurance Company was not a huge company but there were about 40 people employed in various guises, spread out over two floors. Eve worked on the first floor with the rest of the secretarial and administrative staff whilst the ground floor was taken up by the reception, board room and IT staff. Eve didn't mind going into IT, despite the fact that it was full of nerdy men ranging from university leavers to middle aged hippies, none of which had enjoyed the delights of the female form in the flesh before Eve was hired. And today, she had a reason to enter their realm. A few days ago she'd taken a laptop in as the processor was running slower than usual and they'd assured her it would be fixed by this morning.
But she needed to go to the office and make a few urgent calls. Most of the staff in the call centre were female and spent the first hour of the day discussing the various topics they felt like talking about, which gave Eve the opportunity to sit and make the calls while not being interrupted. However, this meant walking past the glass fronted office of the Managing Director who was wanting to speak to her about a new project they were supposed to be developing; something she'd been trying to put off. It wasn't that she didn't want the work but when it came to the handsome, debonair Lawrence Jones, Eve simply turned to mush. Her inner thermostat would rise causing a blush to spread throughout her whole body and she was always sure that the damp patch between her bare thighs would leave a lasting impression on his leather upholstery. It was even worse now that rumours of his impeding divorce were spreading and it hadn't helped that in a drunken state at the last office party, Eve had danced up close and personal with her boss.
Running her hand through her hair, Eve tried to decide what to do first. Should she go straight to her desk and crack on with her work? Or should she collect her laptop from IT? Maybe she should just face the music and go straight to the MD. At least she'd prepared herself in advance, trimming and shaping her pubic hair in case the miraculous should happen.
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