Part I: Teasing
Rick sat back and pinched the bridge of his nose. It had been a hard first few hours in the office, fixing the bugs he's failed to spot with the tired eyes of the day before. But now everything seemed to be working fine, he packaged up the changes and fired off a mail to his team leader requesting his update be approved. Time for a bit of slack time he figured, he'd earned it. He slouched back into his office chair and flicked over to his browser to catch up on the mornings news stories.
It was then he heard the steps coming towards him from behind and there was an immediate tensing in his legs. There were over twenty people in his department, but being IT only three of these were women and he'd learnt to identify these particular high heel shod footfalls within the first few weeks of their arrival at the company. Moments later his prediction was given credence as Jessica brushed past his desk.
For a moment his world was filled with the swashing jiggle of her buttocks, a slight shimmering of soft cheek as the heel of each shoe connected with the ground. Then she was past his desk and he could see further down her legs. She had quite a boyish frame, hence the slightly too small arse, but that was more than made up for by the legs. They were simply two of the finest he's ever seen. Her skirt ended mid thigh, and from there down was just pure pale skin, leg muscles just toned enough to sculpt lines down her thighs, the back of her knees looked so soft and the faint blue lines of veins could be seen. Below her calves arched with the same just toned lines until they met the ankle strap of her shoes. Rick hadn't seen this pair before, but that was no surprise.
In those all too few months since she had joined Rick had only seen the same pair of heels a handful of times. She must have quite the collection, and all really quite fabulous. Today's pair were black, matching the skirt perfectly, ankle strap connected to a slip of heel support, then peep toe front. The shine of her french polished toes clearly visible, but enough of a shoe to hold her toes in place so that only part of her big toe and the next toe were on show.
Jessica moved down the office to the desk diagonally across from Rick, obviously needing to talk with Tina about something with her current programming assignment. He could only make out the odd word, but then he really wasn't concentrating on the conversation. He idly flicked a few screens around on his PC in mock work, but his actual focus was on Jessica's skirt.
She had bent forward to talk with Tina, resting her palms on the desk as she bent in to look at Tina's screen, this had raised the back of her skirt just that little bit higher than she probably would have liked it to, but lost in work she clearly couldn't feel that she had exposed so much leg to Rick. He couldn't see any of her panties, but he figured they must only be centimeters out of sight.
Rick suddenly became all too aware of his excitement, the swell in his dick had forced it up at an alarming angle, he quickly slipped his hand into his pocket and forced it down into his left trouser leg, though he couldn't resist flicking the tip of his finger over the rim of his helmet, sliding his foreskin back and forth a few times whilst keeping his gaze locked onto the hem of Jessica's skirt the veins on his dick filling, and a sudden rush of heat signified his full arousal.
The beep of a new email broke his concentration for a moment, as he checked what it was.. nothing too important, just a message from Simon asking for his football predictions for the office fantasy game. He made up a few scores, not really caring to think too hard, and certainly not too long about it and then glanced back over to Jessica.
Her back must have gotten tired of leaning over as she was stood again, returning the skirt to it's more usual position, but she was still in deep conversation with Tina clearly there was quite the problem going on. Then she moved again, perching on the edge of Tina's desk with her left leg so her foot dangled mid air, the shoe dropping slightly until the ankle strap prevented it from falling off. Her right leg still on the ground she again leaned in to look at Tina's screen in detail.
This time it was not the hem of her skirt that caught his attention, but the top. As she leaned in her white blouse, which met the skirt perfectly in length when stood up crept up her back, and as it did revealed a tantalising glimpse of the top of her thong. A deep blue satin back became clearly visible the sides sweeping around her back, and the center.. oh the center dropped out of sight into sadly unknown lands. But that didn't stop him imagining that fabric dropping down between her pert buttocks softly obscuring her undoubtedly cute arse hole before sweeping round and under towards her neatly shaven pussy. Not that he knew if she shaved or not, but he had a hard time believing anyone who took so much time over her outwards appearance would not maintain a fairly high level of grooming.
It was at this moment that he heard his name being called. He snapped back to reality only to realise his name was being called by Jessica herself. The eye contact immediately sent a jolt of excitement to his dick, he felt the pulse travel the entire length and with it there was a sense of dampness as the first droplets of pre-cum shot into the fabric of his underwear.
Part II: Seduction
"Rick, can you take a look at this with us please?" Jessica said once he had met her gaze. There was a glint in her eyes, had she noticed? Was that a look of disgust, or maybe, just maybe was there a slight hint of a smile on the corner of her lips? Rick pushed those thoughts and his sexual ones away. Time to be professional! Or at least as professional as he ever got. He moved to stand, then the presence of his still slightly throbbing cock reminded him that might be a bad idea. he checked himself back down onto his seat and wheeled it across to Tina's desk. He slotted the chair in on Tina's left, with Jessica on his left. As he slid in he realised Jessica's raise leg, that dangled off the desk so sweetly, was now between his, the back of her calf rested gentle on his left thigh about a third of the way up.
"Sorry." he said looking up into Jessica's blue eyes
"Huh? Oh it's fine." She replied. Was that the hint of a smile again? No.. over analysing he thought. Stick to the job sir!
"What's the problem?" he asked, turning to Tina. She was somewhat older them either himself or Jessica, hair greyed, laughter lines clear upon her face up close like this. But there was always a playfulness to her hazel eyes and she could certainly hold her own when the office banter turned adult, as it invariable did when Rick was involved. She peered at him over her half moon spectacles.
"It's this filtering routine again, we only just got it working last week and now it's crashing out every five minutes for this one customer." She highlighted the section of code on the monitor.
Rick lent in to look over the lines of code, as he did so he felt Jessica's calf slide slightly up his leg. He must have moved he thought, must have been his leg sliding down. Then it moved again, higher still, this time he could sense the ankle strap standing proud of the soft skin of her lower calf. He fixed his eyes on the screen. The way he had lent in Tina's view was obscured, and besides she was studying the screen with him. He then detected the faintest smell of hot leather. With Jessica's foot slightly out of the shoe the aroma of the fabric had been released. Rick felt his dick return to full strength, the swell pressing in on his thigh trapped by the fabric of his trousers, pressing back into the now cooled dampness, sending a thrill along its length and jolting his balls up what felt like a full inch. He bought some time with Tina
