I could tell just from the way she looked in my direction that this was more than just a friendly conversation, Sarah and I were colleagues and sat in my office that day, I knew what was on her mind.
The night before had been the big bosses leaving do, everyone knew me and Sarah were now going to be in competition for the job, so I had to play my cards close to my chest from now on. That morning Sarah had walked in wearing a tight fitting white blouse, her breasts pushing against the fabric, a skirt that fit so tightly against her ass you could follow every single curve. She had walked straight into my office and sat herself down, exaggerating crossing her legs long enough for me to see her stockings at the top of her thighs.
She had suggested we needed to talk and said that she had a bottle of wine and we should share it after work to avoid everyone listening in and making up their own conclusions....seemed like a sensible idea and had no other plans so agreed to work late that night. And there we were in my office, wine in hand and wondering where this would go...
Sarah knew how attractive she was petite, blonde bobbed hair, toned body, perfect breasts and she knew how to work her body to the best effect.
She moved around to my side of the desk to reach the bottle of wine for her third top up, leaning over me, the smell of her perfume in my face as she brushed her breasts against my arm. I felt as though she could feel the electricity flow through my body. I tenderly reached out a hand to meet hers to see her reaction...she turned to look at me and the look said that she knew what I was thinking.