Marie had already had a couple of drinks with her friends when she startled him at the office. Dave was there alone working late as usual, focused intently on a software project. He was wearing his headphones so he didn't hear her come in.
Her voice was his first awareness of her presence. He heard something, not even sure what it was and when he turned his head there she was, standing at the end of his desk.
After his exclamation of surprise, he saw she was dressed to go out in a little black dress, his throat immediately closed up. He was immediately aroused. She had that kind of effect on him.
She enjoyed his reaction to her. She related that she had asked her girlfriend who was waiting in the car downstairs to stop and let her pick up something at the office before they headed out.
She was a blue-jeans kind of girl at the office, but this dress was on another level. Noticing his interest and feeling flirty, she spun in place for him.
As she spun back his way, she caught him adjusting himself. He was always so quick to excite.
She looked at him.
"You like?" she asked, the question was rhetorical, his approval was apparent.
He nodded, letting out a quiet "Yes, Ma'am" as he did.
She liked it when he called her Ma'am. Most guys she went out with were all about being the one in control, being all 'alpha-male.' Not Dave, he was sweet, not bad looking if a bit older.
And he was submissive. She found this exciting, though he wasn't anyone she'd ever date.
"Not too short?" she asked, slipping it up a bit to reveal those incredible legs.
She watched his eyes, saw the bulge already forming in his pants.
"Danielle and I are on our way out dancing," She stepped closer, looking directly at his bulge. "I just stopped by for a sec."
He couldn't take his eyes off of her.
She continued, "Sooo Davy, are you going to masturbate after I leave?"
She was always so direct. He was always so tongue tied around her.
"While you think about me in this dress?" then she lifted it again, just enough to show the edge of her black lace panties "or maybe you'll be thinking of my legs?"
She was teasing now, she turned around and looking over her shoulder at him as she lifted her dress even higher. "Or maybe you like to cum thinking about buring your face in my ass?"
He was blushing now, but mesmerized, staring at her butt, in a pair of tiny lacy panties.
"Go ahead Davy, you know you're going to, you might as well just pull it out, while you have a good view."
He didn't hesitate, he had his cock out and his hand wrapped around it, his jeans pushed down.
"Such a dirty boy." she said, but she was smiling, enjoying her power over him.
Her voice was like butter, it filled his very soul it seemed.
Her phone rang, and she said to him "don't you dare stop" as she picked up. It was her girlfriend asking what was taking so long.
"I'll just be a sec, this won't take long, I'm standing here watching Davy masturbate."
