I'm standing over you, looking down your open blouse to where you want me to see. Your bra and how it separates away from your breasts to let me look down to your nipples. You know I've been looking at you for a while now across the office, shy to speak at first but now we've struck up some work banter. You're showing me a spreadsheet, knowing well that I'm looking at your nipples as they harden. You let yourself lean in your chair so your shoulder brushes against the front of my pants. You feel that I'm aroused. I pull away, as if embarrassed. You let your hand back in a casual gesture for something and let it brush over the bulge under my zipper, lingering there. I don't move away now. In fact I throb against your palm and softly groan. Anyone walking by your cubical could see us. And then you feel my hand on your bare neck and slipping down. I'm actually reaching down under your bra cup and I touch your right nipple softly. "The closet by the breakroom," I whisper to you. You're surprised how confident I sound. You thought you were doing the seducing. I move away now and head in the direction of the break room. You stand, straighten your skirt and wet panties and follow me. Write back if you want to keep playing.
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