"Are you sure you are OK to work late tonight?" asked Jackie.
It was 7pm already as I stood at my desk. Jackie was my manager and she was sitting at the desk opposite. I gave a sheepish look towards her.
"Yeah sure....I wouldn't have offered if it was going to be a problem."
I sat back down and started going through the accounts we were both trying to prepare before our monthly deadline. The problem was that with just the two of us in the office alone, I was finding it increasingly difficult to concentrate on the figures on the screen in front of me. After about half an hour, Jackie got up and walked towards the printer at the other side of the office.
I waited a couple of seconds before getting up and following her. As I walked behind her, I gazed longingly at her slim figure. She was tall, only slightly shorter than my five feet ten inches and a good portion of her height was accounted for by the length of her slender legs. She was wearing a tan coloured skirt which was tight enough to show every curve of her hips and arse. A slit on the left hand side widened with each step she took, showing me a generous portion of her thigh.
When she reached the printer, she leaned forward and I stopped in my tracks and stood there gawping at her. Her white blouse came loose from the top of her skirt, where it had been tucked in and rode up, revealing several inches of the back of her waist as I continued to stand and look.
She glanced round behind her and, perhaps out of embarrassment, sharply turned her head away from me again. The next couple of hours were filled with the usual mundane work before Jackie opened her mouth to speak.
"Right, I'm going to head home. Do you want a lift to yours?" she asked.
"Yeah OK. Thanks, that would be great."
"No, it's fine. Thank you for staying late and helping me out," Jackie smiled across at me.
We each tidied our desks and went outside to walk to her car. She deactivated the central locking, the lights flashed and I opened the passenger door and got in.
"If you want to smoke in here then it's cool."
"Thanks."
I took a cigarette from the packet inside my jacket pocket and Jackie did likewise, popping open the ashtray before turning the key in the ignition, while still holding the cigarette between the fingers of one hand. The car moved off and I planned my next move.
My flat was only a short distance from work so we arrived there within five minutes. Jackie parked up.
"Thanks again for staying late tonight."
"It's OK...really. Look....this isn't easy for me to ask but...well...I was wondering if you fancied coming in for a quick coffee?"
She burst out laughing.
"Oh my God! A coffee! You could do better than that!"