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pants that were a bit snug in all the right places, but only if you were purposefully looking - which she often did. Sandra was sipping her coffee in the breakroom one morning when Sven walked in. They smiled and nodded at each other before Sven made his way over to the coffee maker for a cup of his own. Not for the first time, she casually observed and admired his ass as he walked past. She was pretty sure he walked that way because he knew she was looking. Hey, she wouldn't complain. Once he'd fixed his cup of coffee, he walked over and leaned against the counter beside her. He took a long sip of his coffee. "So how's it goin'?" He asked. "Oh not too bad, really. A little stressed is all..." She sighed, part truthfully