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This happened about a year ago. Spring is here and our appreciation day is approaching again, which led me to think back and write this up.
By the way…this is a story of where one of the parties is married so if that is not your thing then maybe you should close it up now.
Karen and I saw each other all the time, but since we didn’t work together directly, we talked only in passing. “Good morning” or “have a good weekend” on a Friday afternoon.
Karen always dressed impeccably, and it’s what separated her from the rest of the girls in the office. It didn’t matter if she was wearing a long sun dress or blue jeans, it was easy to see she put thought in her outfits. From the choice of jewelry to her shoes, everything had purpose and accentuated her always professional yet feminine and sexy look.
I took notice of Karen the first time I saw her. Thin waistline, long legs, long dark brown hair and B cups that sat high up on her chest rounded out the body on this 42 year old five foot eight beauty.