As Savita walked in the next day, my heart skipped a beat. She wore a fitted, vibrant dress that accentuated her figure perfectly, and I couldn't help but admire how stunning she looked. She had hot lips. I oogled her sexy 36D bossoms. Her slim waist and hour glass figure looked stunning. She had the sexiest figure. I just wished to see her navel one day.
"Wow, you look amazing!" I said, genuinely impressed.
"Thank you, Bose!" she replied with a playful smile, her confidence radiating through the room.
She stepped closer to the counter, her eyes gleaming as she surveyed the array of baked goods I had prepared. "They look delicious! I can't wait to share them with the team."
As she admired the treats, I felt a bead of sweat roll down my forehead. The warmth of the bakery mixed with the excitement of her presence was almost overwhelming. Just then, she leaned forward and gently took a napkin, wiping the sweat away.
"There you go, sir," she said teasingly, her eyes sparkling with amusement.
I laughed, trying to mask my nervousness. "I guess it's a little warm in here."
"Maybe just a little," she quipped, still smiling. "But you're doing a great job. I can't wait to taste these!"
As she picked up a pastry, I felt a mix of pride and anticipation. "I really hope they're a hit at the party."
"Oh, I'm sure they will be," she said, taking a bite. "Mmm, this is even better than yesterday!"
The way she savored the treat made my heart race. "I'm glad you like it. It means a lot to me."
Her eyes met mine, and for a moment, everything else faded away. "You have a real gift, Bose. It's not just about the baking; it's the passion you put into it."
"Thank you, Savita," I replied, feeling a warmth spread through me. "I love what I do."
"Clearly! I can see that," she said, her tone softening. "And I'm really grateful you could prepare this so quickly for us."
As she collected the pastries, I felt a sense of connection growing between us. "If you ever want to discuss more than just baked goods, I'd be happy to treat you to coffee sometime," I suggested, my heart racing at my own boldness.
Savita paused, her expression thoughtful. "I'd like that, Bose. It's nice to meet someone who shares a passion for good food and great company."
We exchanged numbers, and as she left the bakery, a smile lingered on her lips. I couldn't shake the feeling that this was just the beginning of something special.
After she walked out, I took a deep breath, realizing how much I looked forward to seeing her again.
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