"I think I know what might make you feel better." The words broke the silence and made me jump. I had slumped into another daze as I sat at my desk. Why did I drink so much last night! Louise was my age, 30, but had the body of a late developing teen; about 5'7 and slim frame, she must have been about 32, 24, 32 with A-B tits and dark complexion. She flirted with me all the time and often got a little racy. I knew from conversation that she had been with someone for the last ten years, but she suspected him of playing around. I thought she was right, he probably was sleeping around which is why I always encouraged her flirting. I didn't know that it was going to pay off this day though.
"What!?" I asked, sounding a little short with her.
"Well, I always like a little head when I feel like shit, maybe the same would apply to you?" Her frankness took me by surprise and I just wrote it off to her feeling risky with some flirting.
I replied, "I think that is a universal medicine! Good for all ails!" I resumed my typing, feeling a stir in my pants as I gave the suggestion some thought.
"No, she continued, "I mean it, do you think it would make you feel better? I would love to try it." I looked at her and could see she was a bit flush and breathing a bit heavy, could she be serious! I was getting hard under the desk now. We work in an office building, but our own workspace was separate from the other work spaces, With the other guys out in the filed, it left Lou and I in there on our own for pretty much the whole day. I turned my chair to face and decided to call her bluff, "I think it might," I said.
She sat looking at me for a while, her eyes moving between mine and my crotch, I am sure that my bulge was very obvious by now. "What's up?" I asked, "Scared?"