Yes, you want her in your office

“Alright, Nad,” you say carefully, “if it is that important, I guess I can give you a chance. But I can’t pay you very much, until the office has enough customers.”

“Oh thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you,” Nadja cries happy and once again hugs so stormy that it presses you the air out of your lugs, “you will not regret it, I swear it. You can ask me to do everything you want.”

“You first order is to let me breath!” you say gasping.

“Oh, sorry,” Nadja says embarrassed and loosens her hug, but still holds you, “I’m sorry, Max. I didn’t want to hurt you. I’m just so happy that I can stay here.”

Nadja rests her head against your shoulder. It seems you can’t avoid her cuddling you for the moment. However, you notice something. While she hugs you, her soft tits get pressed against your body. And she seems not to mind at all. In fact, she seems to do this on purpose. You always had the feeling that Nadja tried to get closer to you than it would be normal for just friends. But since she is Nadja, you never put much thought into it. Still, you could try to mention it and see where it leads. Or you could play it save and let it slide.