A pause, as I frowned at her. She said, "Ok, I'll leave you to your important work...", and she turned and walked away a step. Then she stopped, with her back to me. She had a pen in her hand...
Still facing away from me she held it up over her shoulder, so I could see it... she held it there for a couple of seconds... (What is she DOING??, I wonder)... and then, with an exaggerated hand motion, she dropped the pen on the floor.
Then she turned her head back to me, and said, "Oh sir! I'm so sorry! Your hot SECRETARY just dropped her PEN on the floor! I am just such a klutz sometimes!"
A pause.
Then, "You want me to... pick it up. Don't you sir." Then she turned her head back away from me, spread her legs slightly apart, and slowly... slowly... started to bend down. From the waist.
Of course, I was beyond speaking at this point. She was wearing a black business skirt. It was nothing scandalous-- it came down to a little above her bare knees, and was a little tight, but perfectly professional. Still, as she started to bend over, the fabric pulled tighter and tighter against her glorious ass, and then hem of her skirt rose inch by inch. I was enraptured by the sight of those soft thighs revealing themselves to me... Not four feet from where I stood... I could see a few wispy blond hairs... she bent lower and lower... a soft blond fuzz appeared on her inner thighs.... my cock now pressing uncomfortably against my suit pants... all that tanned, just ever-so-slightly plump, luxurious Kate-flesh... that ripe ass pointing proudly in the air...
She had bent all the way over now, and was just casually letting her ass sway in front of me. "I'm so sorry sir, I don't know how I could be so clumsy." But not making any move to pick up the pen. It occurred to me that I could pull off my pants, flip up her skirt, rip down her panties, and be fucking her within 5 seconds. But of course, I wasn't going to do that. Even if I wanted to, I was frozen in place.
"Ever since I can remember I've been clumsy... " She kept up an inane chatter, and gradually spread her legs wider apart, revealing even more thigh. I was hardly breathing. This must have lasted for a minute. I kept staring, lusting. Waiting for the panty shot, which was moments away. Finally I saw a hint of something dark -- was it panties? bush? cunt? And she grabbed the pen and stood up!
"Bye sir!" she said, without looking back, and strode out of my office.
