Sexual stimulation was not the primary thing either of them expected in the office; but they both got more than they ever thought was possible.
The first time he saw her his eyes involuntarily raised and his pulse quickened, as she walked by his desk on her way to the office kitchen. She did not seem extraordinary, yet her physical presence lit a flame of desire in him over which he had no control. There must have been something primal about his reaction to her walking by: her tall slim figure as it passed by; the narrow waist flattered by the close fitting top; how her bobbed hair waved jauntily above her bare neck; the athletic action of the long legs clad in tight trousers; the way the fine material clung to the shape of her buttocks - yes, especially her delightful rear. He found himself glued to her, seduced from a distance and eager to know more.
She was equally entranced when she first saw him at his desk - the handsome new guy in his smart suit, bringing a touch of class and excitement to the dull office. She was strongly drawn to his dark eyes, stubbled jawline, slim physique. She hoped he would notice her and want find a way to meet her. She held herself tall and proud as she passed by, sensing he was watching her and hoping he would notice and react.
There were a few attractive women in the office, he noticed, including a couple of hot young girls dressed in skimpy clothing, the kind all the guys notice and focus on. But he was more attracted by the tall slim young woman who had a little more maturity and subtlety, who somehow promised more mystery and excitement.
She, Edie, had been so excited to see this new guy, despite herself. She was surprised at the effect he had even from a distance as she passed by and they exchanged smiles. She felt a tingle inside and suddenly the office was a more enjoyable place.
He, Joe, was delighted to see what he imagined to be a secret temptress, a wild woman behind a modest exterior. He felt an urge to act on his impulse and make this place more fun that it first appeared to be.
And from that moment it escalated very rapidly. She found every excuse to walk by his desk. He found reasons to walk to her zone of the office. They started following each other to the kitchen. And it wasn't long before they fell into conversation over a coffee break. It was small talk but with moments of unmistakable subtext - they desired each other without doubt. He was seduced by her Baltic ice blue eyes; she was charmed by his gentlemanly smile. Both quickly sensed a deeper attraction and secretly resolved to act on it somehow.
And they made sure the opportunities came soon. He made the first move, brushing his hand against hers as they both simultaneously reached for the sugar. Their eyes met; they smiled into each other's eyes; their fingers briefly met and locked. He moved his face towards her, about to speak - or kiss her, she dared imagine. But someone suddenly came into the kitchen and they parted with a grin.
She made the next move, coming to his desk ostensibly to ask his help with a system update. She stood close and leaned over to see his screen. Her thigh came into contact with his body in the seat below and his hand, dropped to his side, brushed against her leg. She edged closer and pressed herself against him in a way that she knew he could not take as accidental. His palm stretched over her leg, his fingers clasped, he gave a gentle caress. He slowly discreetly ran his hand up her inner thigh and she subtly pushed herself closer.
