"Is there anything that I can help you with while you're waiting, darling?" Calling you something so endearing so casually was something you knew Miss Washimi for. She was sat at her desk while you waited to talk with the CEO, your boss. She was... Very easy to look at. Tall, and slim, and graceful, and curvy. You were in the chair across from her at her desk, the only seat to sit and wait at, with your eyes glued to her large chest, the bumps of her nipples visible pushing against the fabric of her blouse. "...Dear, are you alright? You're blushing. Do you need me to turn the heat down?"