[IamAStoryTeller]

Sticking true to my name, I will start writing random short pieces base on characters I know. I will describe the characters first before starting their story arc.

N is a shy and timid lady who works in an office. She is petite in frame and not much of a sports person, but she loves shopping. She has a huge crush on her office co-worker, S, and she is willing to do whatever it takes to gain his attention.

N has started wearing more revealing clothing and lacy undergarments to show off her body. She takes risks and tries to flirt with S as much as possible, initiating physical contact and "accidentally" revealing parts of her clothing that are usually not shown to the public.

Despite her shy demeanor, N is determined to make S notice her. She is willing to push her boundaries and take risks to catch his eye. She feels a rush of excitement when he finally starts to reciprocate her advances, and she becomes more confident and daring as a result.

N is a woman who is willing to take charge of her own desires and do whatever it takes to get what she wants. She may be shy and timid on the surface, but beneath that lies a woman with a fierce determination and an unyielding desire for love and attention.

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As N stepped into the office, she was dressed in a way that was quite different from her usual attire. She had decided to take the initiative and wear more revealing clothing, and today was no exception. She had on a red lace bra set that peeked out from underneath her crop top, which was paired with a short, pleated skirt and a pair of sneakers.

Although she was nervous about wearing such an outfit, N was willing to do whatever it took to catch S's attention. She had always been shy and timid, but her feelings for him had pushed her to test her own boundaries and step out of her comfort zone.

As she walked past S's desk, she could feel his eyes on her. She took a deep breath and tried to project confidence, even though her heart was racing. She hoped that her efforts would pay off and that S would finally notice her.

N was determined to keep pushing herself, even if it meant taking more risks. She wanted to show S that she was willing to do whatever it takes to get his attention, and she hoped that one day he would feel the same way about her.

N took a deep breath and approached S's desk, trying to act as casual as possible. As she stood in front of him, she could feel her heart racing and her palms getting sweaty. She tugged nervously at the hem of her jacket, trying to cover up the bare skin on her midriff.

"Hey, S," she said, her voice a little shaky. "How was your weekend?"

S looked up from his work and smiled at her. "It was good, thanks for asking. How about yours?"

N fidgeted with her jacket and shifted her weight from one foot to the other. "It was fine, just did some shopping and hung out with some friends."

She caught S's eyes lingering on her crop top and felt a flush rise to her cheeks. She knew that she was showing more cleavage than usual, but she had taken the risk in the hopes of catching his attention.

As they chatted for a few more minutes, N felt herself becoming more comfortable around S. She was still nervous, but she was determined to keep trying. She wanted him to see her as more than just a shy and timid colleague.

As N and S chatted, she couldn't resist the urge to make physical contact with him. She casually brushed her hand against his arm, trying to seem natural.

"Your shirt looks nice," she said, nodding towards his button-up shirt.

"Thanks," S replied with a grin. "It's one of my favourites."

N smiled back at him, feeling emboldened by the physical contact. She reached over and lightly touched his forearm again, hoping to send him a subtle signal.

As they continued to talk, N found herself getting more comfortable around S. She laughed at his jokes and shared stories about her own life, feeling like she was finally breaking out of her shell.

Every now and then, she would reach out and touch him, whether it was a quick brush of the arm or a light pat on the back. She hoped that S wouldn't mind her physical contact and was relieved when he didn't seem to pull away.

By the time they had to get back to work, N felt like she had made some progress. She had initiated physical contact with S and had even shown off more of her body than usual. It was a small victory, but it was a step in the right direction.

N found herself struggling with a project at work later part that day. She knew that S is extremely resourceful, and she decided to ask him for help. She took a deep breath and approached him at his desk.

"Hey, S," she said, trying to sound as confident as possible. "I was wondering if you could help me out with this project I'm working on. I'm kind of stuck."

S looked up from his work and smiled at her. "Sure thing, N. I'd be happy to help. Do you want to come over to my desk and we can look together?"

N nodded eagerly, feeling a rush of excitement at the thought of being close to him. She followed S to his desk and sat down in the chair next to him.

As they worked on the project together, N couldn't help but feel drawn to him. She sat closer to him than necessary, hoping to create more physical contact. She leaned forward, letting her crop top slip down slightly and revealing more of her cleavage.

S didn't seem to notice, or if he did, he didn't say anything. He was focused on the project, explaining things to N in a patient and clear way. But N couldn't help feeling disappointed that her efforts to reveal more of herself had gone unnoticed.

N leaned over slightly to pick up her pen that had fallen to the ground halfway through the interaction. In the process, she "accidentally" brushed her hand against S's thigh. She hoped he wouldn't think it was too inappropriate, but she wanted to see how he would react.

As N accidentally brushed her hand against S's thigh, he felt a jolt of electricity run through his body. He couldn't believe that she had actually touched him in such an intimate way.

Although he wasn't sure if it was intentional or not, S couldn't deny that he was attracted to N. He had always found her shy and timid demeanour endearing, and now that she was making more of an effort to catch his attention, he was starting to take notice.

He cleared his throat and tried to focus on the work in front of him, but he couldn't shake the feeling of N's touch on his thigh. He stole a glance at her and noticed that her crop top had slipped down slightly, revealing more of her cleavage. He felt his pulse quicken and his breath catch in his throat.

As they continued to work on the project together, S found himself becoming more and more distracted by N. He couldn't concentrate on anything else but her, and he was desperate to find a way to reciprocate her advances.

Finally, as they finished up the project, he took a deep breath and made a move. He reached out and lightly touched N's arm, trying to convey his feelings without being too forward.

"Hey, N," he said softly. "Thanks for me to help you on this. I really appreciate it."

N looked up at him, her eyes shining with excitement. She could feel her heart racing in her chest, hoping that S was finally starting to see her in a different light.

As they said their goodbyes and headed back to her own desks, N felt a rush of hope. Maybe, just maybe, S was starting to feel the same way about her. She couldn't wait to see what the future held for them.

After finishing up that project together, N mustered up the courage to ask S out for lunch. She suggested a new café that had just opened nearby.

"Hey S, would you like to grab lunch with me today? There's a new café that just opened nearby, and I've been wanting to check it out," N said, her heart racing with anticipation.

S smiled at her and replied, "Sure, that sounds great. What time do you want to go?"

N suggested that they go after the lunchtime rush to avoid the crowds. S agreed, and they made plans to meet at the café later in the afternoon.

As they sat in the booth, N couldn't help feeling a sense of nervousness. She had never been so close to S before, and the privacy of the booth setting only added to her excitement.

As they chatted and ate their food, N found herself feeling more comfortable around S. She laughed at his jokes and shared stories about her own life, feeling like she was finally making progress with him.

Every now and then, their arms would brush against each other, or their feet would touch under the table. N couldn't tell if it was intentional or accidental, but she enjoyed the physical contact, nonetheless.

As N sat across from S in the booth, she felt her heart racing with excitement. She had made an effort to wear a lacy bra that day, hoping to catch his eye.

As they chatted and ate their food, N couldn't resist the urge to lean forward and let her blouse slip down slightly, revealing more of her lacy bra. She knew it was risky, but she was willing to push her boundaries for S.

Every time she leaned forward, she watched S's eyes linger on her chest. She felt a rush of excitement knowing that he was noticing her.

N continued to push her boundaries throughout the lunch break, making subtle movements to reveal more of her lacy bra. She even "accidentally" dropped her napkin and bent over to pick it up, giving S a clear view of her cleavage.

She felt a thrill of excitement at the thought of what she was doing, but she also felt a sense of guilt. Was she being too obvious? Was she crossing a line?

By the time they finished their lunch, N felt like she had made a real connection with S. She thanked him for coming out with her and suggested they do it again sometime.

S smiled and agreed, and as they left the café, N couldn't help feeling a sense of hope. Maybe, just maybe, things were finally starting to look up for her and S.

As they headed back to the office after their lunch, N felt a sense of excitement. She had spent the whole time pushing her boundaries and revealing more of herself to S. She couldn't wait to see if he had noticed.

Once they were back at their desks, N took out her phone and snapped a quick selfie of herself. She made sure to angle the camera from above, giving S a clear view of her lacy bra and cleavage. She attached the photo to a message that read, "Thanks for lunch, S! You always know how to make me feel good. ��"

N hits send and wait anxiously for S's response. She knew that what she had done was risky, but she couldn't help feeling a sense of excitement. She was finally taking charge of her own desires and doing what she needed to do to catch S's attention.

When S responded with a message of his own, saying how great it was to spend time with her and how beautiful she looked, N felt a rush of excitement. She knew that she was on the right track.