I have to be honest and say I did not leave my case by accident. I saw you early in the day heading into the office and asked about you. I found out you were working in the conference room for a few days alone on a project. When you were out for coffee in the afternoon I dropped my case off in a corner of the room.
When I first saw you early in the day I immediately started to get hard. The way you were dressed and carried yourself made me think that you might be my next great conquest. I could almost smell your sex from a distance. I decided on a plan of action and waited for the right moment to drop the case off. Really glad you left the door unlocked.
When I entered the office in the evening I just stood and watched you, my heart racing and my blood moving to my lower extremities. Your skirt had risen a bit in the back, which just added to my urgency to touch you. I cleared my throat to gain your attention, but only after I was sure my hardness had gone down enough that it would not be noticeable.
You asked if you could help me and I explained about leaving my case behind after a meeting. You accepted my story and watched me as I recovered the case.
I hesitate before leaving in hopes of an opening communication. Desperate, I ask about your work piled high on the table.
I walk over to you with a smile and attempt to show interest in your work when all I really want to do is have you close enough to me to feel my hard cock that wants to have you. You perfume excites me more, but your scent is giving you away, or is it my imagination driving me on. You tell me how boring the work is as you rub your neck, which is sore from working at the table all day.
As I watch you, I have trouble keeping my focus on your eyes as your breasts are visible where some buttons have come lose. I again feel stirring between my legs as blood begins to flow rapidly to my cock again.
I hesitate before saying "Long day??" As I attempt to control my desires your blouse opens even more. I tell you "I can take care of that", not really meaning your neck as I motion to it.
You play coy and hesitate before saying "Would you?" then you pull your hair out of the way with your hands and I begin to rub your neck. As I rub your neck I am working further down your shoulders and soon push your blouse open more for easier access. I move slowly and deliberately until I finally am compelled to move your bra straps down to give me better access to your neck and a view that turns my heat up and blood to my groin.