"Will you concentrate on this?" Nicky scolded me playfully as she caught me once more looking at her small, shapely backside.
I'd earlier told her that it was one thing wearing a tight-fitting, light summery dress but when that also hugged her bum revealing the outline of obviously quite brief panties that was, "just too much."
"Look, I'm sorry, but cute, sexy backside or boring reports and cute, sexy backside wins every time," I grinned back. Nicky had refused to accept that her bum "wasn't big," despite me earlier telling her that she was 'mad' if she really thought that and, as I'd now repeated, it was actually 'cute' and, indeed, 'very sexy.'
"Stop it," she smiled, "and I still don't believe you."
"Look, I think you know...or at least I hope you know...that I think you're great; you're really cute, great personality...despite all our arguing....stunning body, etc, etc and if I was single, younger and looked like Brad Pitt, well...," I trailed off, finding the way she was looking straight at me a real turn-on.
"...and so", I continued, "I'm telling you the blooming truth...I'd struggle to say what is your best feature, because there's so blooming many of them, but your arse is right up there!"
Nicky paused, grinned nicely, and said "well, thank you, as compliments go, that's...right up there too!"and laughed.
"I just don't like the idea of you having a complex about something which is actually a real selling-point!"
"A selling-point!?" she feigned looking aghast and then tried to smack me.
"You know what I mean," I replied, dodging backwards and laughing.
"Well, I've got to admit that I always forget you're a bit olde....more mature," she grinned, seeing me raise my eyebrows, "because," she quickly continued, "you certainly don't look it...or act it," this time she ducked backwards from my playful swipe, "and I've always had a thing for the slightly more mature, attractive, athletic man and so if you weren't married..."
"You don't 'do' married men then?" I grinned, at my deliberate entendre.
"No...well, never have done," the seemingly significant pause made my already stiff cock jerk in excitement.
As we stared at each other the telephone rang to slightly break the moment, but Nicky just continued to look at me until it stopped. After another few moments she finally said, "I should put that over to voice-mail as we don't want to be interrupted anyway." She then turned round and it seemed as if as she leant forward to lift the handset and press the relevant keys she'd deliberately stuck her arse up higher than it needed to be. It also appeared to be taking her slightly longer than it should have needed and when she finally looked round at me, I was just openly gazing at her backside. "OK?" she asked.
"More than OK" I sighed, smiling and still continuing to just stare at her small, rounded arse cheeks clearly outlined through the lightweight dress material.
"Well, can you," she finally said, "go and get that original report from your office to compare to this one?"
"Yep, will do," I reluctantly said, disappointed that our flirting had obviously come to an end.
As it was a Friday afternoon the offices were a lot quieter than normal and I felt relieved that it would give my erection a chance to subside without anyone spotting it poking outwards from my lightweight suit trousers. I was also relieved that, as it was dress-down Friday I just had on an open necked business-style shirt on, no tie or jacket, as I was feeling noticeably quite warm now.
Having got the original documentation, however, as I walked back towards the filing room we were using for some guaranteed piece and quiet to sort out this problem, the thought of her just made me aroused once more.
Nicky had just turned 29, quite a bit younger than me at 41, but, if anything, she looked even younger than that. She was about 5ft 4", with short'ish blonde hair but a long fringe which often fell over her face and which I found particularly alluring. She also had a wide mouth and the most stunning smile.
Whilst I'd heard other people say she was too pale and also 'way too thin,' for me her slender frame and waist just further accentuated her rather impressive breasts. In the work clothes that she tended to wear this wasn't normally obvious to view, I assumed she favoured sturdy, supporting bras which must have held her in, but on a couple of non-work occasions she'd worn tops or dresses which confirmed she was certainly very well 'stacked.'
She'd joined the company about a year ago and straight away we seemed to hit it off, often arguing and disagreeing with each other but in a friendly way and such that many people said we were just like a 'husband and wife.' She often came to the gym with me at lunch-times and she was certainly my best 'mate' within the company, but also a mate that I found a real turn-on. I don't think I'd have ever actually tried instigating anything with her, partly because I didn't want to risk our friendship but also I was actually very happily married.
However, as I walked back into the small, narrow document storage room we'd been using I admit I was curious to see if our earlier flirting would continue in the same manner. Nicky was still leaning over the desk with 'that' arse sticking out but then, presumably hearing me enter, she turned her head to look at me.
"Notice anything different?" she grinned. I shook my head slightly in obvious confusion and was then really taken aback as she produced a pair of flimsy, white panties and smiled; "I thought if they were proving distracting I'd help you out!"
She paused, obviously enjoying the surprised look on my face and then burst out laughing as I really shook my head and stammered, "oh, that's just...just not fair!" aware that my cock was now thrusting out of my trousers once more.
Nicky then said, "well you better lock that door, we don't want the cleaners barging in and disturbing us," causing my prick to jerk in further excitement but then she scrunched the pants back up into her hand and said in quite a workmanlike manner, "as I think I've seen what we should be concentrating on" and turned back round to look at the report.
Now I just didn't know what to think and, having locked the door, she did appear to be mulling over that damn, boring report once more. "What do you reckon?" she asked without looking round at all.
The desk was only quite narrow and penned in by filing cabinets either side, without enough room for me to stand alongside her so moving forward I tried to look over her left hand shoulder down to where-ever she was looking.
"I think this is definitely what we should be concentrating on", she continued easing herself back slightly so that her bum now nestled against my groin. I hesitated uncertain if that had been an intentional movement by her but Nicky then clearly started to move her bottom so that she was slowly rubbing herself against my ever-hardening cock! She pushed back against me even more, causing my shaft to ease her cheeks apart and, even through our clothes, I could now feel myself nestling in-between her crack.
I sighed quietly, just enjoying the sensation and not really daring to move in case it broke the moment and she stopped doing what she was doing. There didn't seem to be any real danger of that though as Nicky was now really sliding herself up and down against the length of my shaft and I heard her sigh and moan slightly as well. As Nicky seemed to be getting herself more worked up I gently placed my hands on her slim waist and my very touch seemed to galvanize her as she held the table to push back against me, her movements becoming even firmer and more pronounced.