The busty married woman, Sarah, sat across from the auditor, her ample cleavage exposed due to her low-cut blouse. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat as he began to question her about financial discrepancies in their tax returns. After several unfulfilling minutes of denial and excuses from Sarah, the auditor's frustration boiled over. He leaned forward menacingly, his eyes fixed on her exposed chest. "I'm not stupid, Sarah," he growled. "I know you're hiding something." His voice dropped to a husky whisper, "Why don't you show me what you're really worth?" Sarah swallowed nervously but couldn't deny the thrill coursing through her veins. She stood up slowly, pulling her blouse tight across her full breasts. "What do you want me to do?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly with anticipation and fear.
