If you see me out and about, do I make you wonder? Your eyes see a conservatively dressed working woman, but your mind goes in another direction. You see my nyloned-covered legs in high heels, my curvaceous ass in a short tight skirt. My large breasts in a snug blouse or top. Squeezed together to form eye-catching cleavage. I see you sneaking a peak. On the line at the coffee shop, on the commuter train, or at the local lunch spot. Thinking to yourself, Damn! Look at those tits, that ass. I would love to hold those and taste them. Shit, I want to fuck her so bad. I know that's what you're thinking. I don't mind at all. I do get excited knowing that you lust for me. You're giving me a reason to finger myself later on. So sexy. I'm more than a working woman, I'm a closet slut.