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Sam walked quickly down the hall of the almost deserted office building. She was 26 and petite, with shoulder length dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, and a slim yet athletic figure. At only 5’1, and with a baby face, she sometimes struggled to be seen as a peer rather than the intern she had been just a few years ago. She wore jeans that hugged her trim hips and thighs and a tight green sweater that accented her breasts, which looked large compared to her petite frame.

Her white sneakers made no sound as she purposefully made her way past several empty desks. It was Friday afternoon and most of the staff had already headed home. She just had some documents to drop off on a coworkers desk, and then Sam was planning on getting out for the weekend.

She turned the corner to Veronica’s cube, Manila folder in hand. She stopped short, startled, when she realized Veronica was still at her desk. She had been so expecting the place to be empty it was a bit of a shock. But what was even more shocking was that Veronica had her bright orange, lacy panties pulled down to her knees. Her legs were spread slightly, stretching the lacy fabric of her panties as she angled her phone camera down between her legs. Sam froze, completely unsure how to respond to this.

Looking over her coworker’s shoulder, she could see a shaved vagina clearly visible on the phone screen as Veronica worked to get a quality shot up her skirt. Sam’s jaw dropped as she hesitated, unsure what to do. When her rational brain kicked in, she realized that Veronica had not yet realized she was there. She decided to try to quietly sneak away, when Veronica suddenly looked up, gasped, and locked eyes with her. “Fuck!” She exclaimed. She dropped her phone to the floor as she hastily yanked her panties up her thighs. “I was just…” she stammered.

“Oh, I, uh, just needed to drop these off,” said a very rattled Sam. She held the folder in front of her like a shield, proof she was here for work and not to eavesdrop. She tossed the files onto her coworkers desk and rushed away, face turning red. She felt guilty even though she logically realized she had done nothing wrong. She stepped into the bathroom and splashed cold water on her face. A few deep breaths and she had calmed down a little. It was really no big deal. Just unfortunate timing. And Sam was no snitch, especially on other women. Truth be told, she was a little turned on. She hadn’t expected to see her coworkers pussy today. Or ever, really.

Grinning, she texted her boyfriend. Maybe she shouldn’t, maybe it was a secret, but she had to tell someone. She typed it out and hit send. “Can you believe it?”

“That’s crazy.” He responded immediately.

“Who does that? Especially a married woman!”

“I dunno. Maybe she was sending her husband a preview of what he can expect later.”

“From work though?” She paused. “Do guys really like that?”

“Are you kidding? Of course we do!”

“So what would you do if I sent you a naughty pic from my desk?” She was feeling cheeky now. Her boyfriend never pressured her for nudes, unlike most guys she had been with. It was one of the things she liked about him.

“We will never find out because you will never do it,” he responded.

She get a little down about that message. OK, maybe she wasn’t the wildest girl. But she wasn’t a prude. Was she? “Wouldn’t it prove you wrong if I did?”

“Yep. But you won’t.” There was a pause. “Sorry I didn’t mean that in a bad way.” He said. “You don’t have to do anything you aren’t comfortable with.” Another pause as she walked back to her desk. “I’ll see all of you when you get home, anyway, right?”

She frowned. He was so sweet. He was worried he’d offended her. Yet she was a little put out at his assumption she would be too chicken to send a naughty pic. She had done things like that before. Well, she hadn’t. But that didn’t mean she wouldn’t.

Veronica was waiting for her at her desk. Sam’s face went from flushed to beet red as she approached the older woman. She might have had more awkward conversations, but she couldn’t remember when. “Look, I’m sorry you saw that. I was just having some fun with a group chat I am on and I got a little carried away. I should’ve been more discreet.” Veronica looked her in the eyes as she approached. “But please, can we keep this between us? You know how people gossip. I don’t want this getting around.”

“Oh no worries there. It’s between us. Besides I’m not entirely sure what you are talking about. You implied that I saw something? I don’t recall that happening? All I did was drop off a folder.” Sam put on an exaggerated inquisitive look that made Veronica chuckle.

“Okay, thank you. And if you ever need a favor - I owe you one. I mean that sincerely.”

“It’s all good. Like it never happened. Let’s just get out of here and start the weekend, I think we are both ready”

“Agreed!” Said Veronica, who gave her a spontaneous hug. “I think I need a drink.”

She began to walk away when Sam stopped her. “Wait!” Veronica turned back, wary. “I want to cash in that favor.” Veronica raised an eyebrow. “I want to send something naughty to my boyfriend. But I’m terrible at selfies. Can you help?”

A slow smile crossed Veronica's face. “I might be able to. I - may have a tiny bit of experience in that area.” She winked. Veronica did a quick look around the area, this section of the office was deserted. “Go ahead and pose, sweetie. With your body, you’ll look good from any angle.”

Sam hesitated. She bent over the desk. With trembling hands she unbuttoned her jeans. She pulled them down, revealing a pink thing stretched across her round ass. Athletic thighs and glutes made her butt look good bent over. She handed her phone to Veronica.

“Bend over. Arch your back. Further. Spread your legs a little. Now look back over your shoulder. Give me your sexiest look. Sexier. Even sexier. Make me want to devour you. Bite your lip. Yeah. That’s perfect. Wow, absolutely perfect.”

Sam yanked her jeans back up. Veronica handed her the phone back but she hesitated. “One more.” The blonde lifted her sweater. She pushed her bra down so it wedged under her tits and pushed them up. She looked at Veronica.

“Smile. Give me a big sweet innocent smile. Yeah that’s perfection. I am not sure who these are getting sent to but whoever it is will love them.” She handed the phone back to her colleague who was quickly replacing her top. “Word of advice - delete those or set them to hidden. You don’t want anyone stumbling across them.” There was an awkward pause. “Anything else?”

“No. I guess we are in this together now,” said Sam.

Veronica had an unreadable look on her face. “I suppose we are. Have a nice weekend.”

“You too,” said Sam as she browsed her new photos. These were getting deleted for sure, but first she was sending the best one from each pose to her boyfriend.

“I wish you could bend me over this desk.” She texted as she sent him the first photo.

“Holy shit!” He replied even while she was sending the second. “I was not expecting that!”

“Wow!” He exclaimed over text as she send the second. “If you were trying to turn me on, mission accomplished!”

She smiled, pleased with herself. She wondered if he would realize there was no possible way to take those photos by herself. Or was he just mesmerized by the sight of tits and ass? He was a man so it was likely the latter. She packed up her things and headed home.