Adria sat back down beside me with her brown office suit. Her black hair was kind of messy and her shiny hazel eyes avoided me the entire time.
I looked at her out of the corner of my eye as she organized some papers that eventually fell on the floor because of her erratic, sudden movements.
"Why are you so nervous?"
She turned her head and angrily answered, "I'm not nervous Alex."
As she bent down to pick up the papers, her blouse went up her back and exposed her bare skin. It looked soft and delicate. When she sat up straight, she noticed me looking at her body and immediately looked down at my crotch, as if she wanted to confirm that her body made me hot. I rose an eyebrow in a criticizing manner.
She looked back up at me and said, "What? Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Are you really asking?"
"Listen Alex, I don't know what you think you know but you're probably wrong okay?"
"Yeah well, I saw you looking down at my crotch with no shame at all so... I wonder how that works."
I noticed her tightened jaw and fidgeting fingers. I boldly placed one of my hands on her thigh. She looked at me surprised but didn't say a word. Instead, she looked back at her papers and kept working as natural as possible.
I moved my hand upward, getting closer and closer to her groin. Her cheeks were still flushed and she had a small twitch on her face. Her jaw was as tight as it could be and she was gripping her pencil.
I threatened to slip my hand down her pants but didn't do it. Instead, I brushed my fingers up her body, reaching her breasts and lightly touching one of them before withdrawing my hand completely. Adria kept still, looking at me out of the corner of her right eye and clenching her legs together.
We went on with our jobs, trying to finish everything for the day. Her concentration on the paperwork allowed her to forget about my existence and what had happened. Me on the other hand, had a very uncontrollable erection. Even though I was working, my eyes and mind kept drifting towards her, imagining my hands all over her soft skin.
'She's probably very wet from before... I really want to touch her, feel her warm pussy under my fingers. I wonder what her moans sound like.'
I kept daydreaming until a subtle moan interrupted my thoughts.
I snapped out of it and turned my head towards her. She was gripping the fabric of her pants and blushing.
"Are you okay Adria?"
"Y-yes, I'm just not feeling well," she said without looking at me.