I'm sitting here in my office every day and watching you walk in wearing a provocative outfit as you have been knowingly heating me up on a daily basis without saying a word. You slowly bend over my desk giving me all sorts of feelings...
I watch you in your office as I adjust my garter belt and turn to you with a crooked smile. I turn and come close to you and drop off the paperwork you asked for. My perfume lingers and you inhale, arousing you even more. As I bend over to drop off the papers on your desk, you can see down my silky white blouse and look at my lacy red bra. I look up and make eye contact with you, catching you looking at me again, which is not surprising. I can feel the sexual tension emanating from your body. I can see the fire in your eyes, wanting to take me right then and there at the edge of your desk. But there are people walking past your door, it would not be right.
I bite my lower lip, and then ask you if there is "anything" else you need from me in a low and seductive tone.
I sit there noticeably uncomfortable and clear my throat holding back what I am wanting to say because of the people walking by and in a varied and obviously nervous tone let you know that there will be more needed later in the day but that is all for now. I watch as you teasingly turn and seductively walk away leaving me in no position to stand. I sit back and enjoy your lingering sweet smell in anticipation of your next visit! I have to "adjust" myself and loosen my tie as I try and concentrate on my task at hand...
I let you know I look forward to our meeting later.
As the hours go by, I am working but thinking of our meeting. Anticipation is getting the best of me.
You call me into your office asking me to come and brainstorm for a project. But I am not at my desk.
I then come rushing in 20 minutes late, flushed, and my clothing a little disheveled. You ask me if everything is ok. I look up and blush, breathing heavy, replying with a little smile...yes. Sorry I am late.