Yvonna sauntered into the conference room, hips swaying seductively. Her voluptuous figure was draped in a tight, low-cut dress that left little to the imagination. The sales team couldn't take their eyes off her as she made her way to the front.

"Alright you hot shots," she purred, voice husky and inviting. "Let's get down to business." Her emerald eyes scanned the room, locking onto each pair with a sultry stare.

Yvonna had a secret - beneath her alluring exterior beat the heart of a shameless pervert. She thrived on pushing boundaries, on seeing how far she could take people before they bolted in shock. And judging by the flustered faces before her, she was already winning.

"Who's up for some exciting team-building activities?" she asked with a wicked grin. "I have a few...hands-on exercises in mind." Her tongue darted out to wet her full lips.

She was about to launch into the details when suddenly, a hand shot up from the back of the room. "Excuse me," a timid voice called out. "Can we just focus on the quarterly sales figures? I don't think this is appropriate."

Yvonna's eyes narrowed dangerously. This could be fun. "Oh honey, you don't know what you're missing. But fine." She sighed dramatically, slinking towards the unfortunate soul. "I'll make it quick."

She leaned in close, her warm breath tickling his ear as she whispered, "Imagine you're at the spa, okay? Now imagine me...giving you a massage. Just like this." Her hand slid up his thigh, fingertips tracing his bulge through his slacks.

He gasped and recoiled in his seat, cheeks flushing red. Yvonna just laughed, a throaty sound that sent shivers down the spines of the nearest team members.

"Like a good boy," she chided, "Don't you dare spill the beans. It's our little secret." She winked at him before straightening up and sauntering back to the front.

"Where were we? Ah yes, team-building exercises! Who's up to show me their moves?" Her eyes glinted with undisguised lust. This was going to be fun.