The next morning Martin showed up late again.
He went to the toilet and stared at his reflection in the mirror. He sighed unhappily and went to the urinal. He unzipped and dangled his penis over it. It took a long time for him to be able to pee. His hardon was interfering.
When he finally finished, he returned to his desk just in time to see Theresa arrive.
"Good morning," she said and then took a seat.
"Morning," he muttered distractedly.
Martin went to his desk in a state of anxiety.
He looked down into his lap and saw he was still sporting a hearty boner. He glanced up at Theresa who was reading emails on her computer monitor.
She looked really good today too! She was wearing a sweater-dress, similar to the one she'd worn yesterday, but it was blue, not beige. Martin wondered if her underwear matched the color of the dress the way it did yesterday.
As his hardon pressed against his slacks, he decided to nip this in the bud before it got out of hand.
"Theresa?" he called.
She grinned and stepped into the doorway of his office. Martin could see the outlines of her bra and panties beneath the dress and he sighed with relief.
'At least she's wearing her underwear today!' he thought to himself.
"I want you to put some filing boxes together," he said, "You'll find them in the storeroom outside Susan's office. Grab four of them and then start on the A's in the cabinet right here. You're going to place them into the boxes. After you've finished with the A's, let me look it over. Then you'll start on the B's."
"Sure thing boss!" she said with a happy smile.
He went to work on the new figures he received in his email. By the time she returned, he was well into having a productive morning.
Theresa leaned the ready-to-assemble boxes against the file cabinet. Over the next ten minutes, she tried several times to fold the first one properly. Martin looked up at one point to see she had messed it up horribly.
He snickered a bit but then stood and knelt on the carpeted floor with her. He went through the process with her and eventually she had folded it properly.
"Wow!" she said in frustration, "That was really hard!"
"It can be confusing," Martin agreed.
"I'm set now," she said.
Then he returned to his desk and went back to work.
He glanced up to see her bent over the file box as she tried to arrange the file folders in it.
She was leaning forward and concentrating on placing the folders into the box carefully. Her rump was raised slightly with her knees tucked up underneath her and her feet splayed out behind.
That was when he noticed that the panty-line under her dress was gone. The knit fabric was pulled taut against her bum showing no folds or lines beneath it at all.
He stared and swallowed nervously.
She really did have a nice ass! It was perfectly round and stuck out prominently.
He went back to looking at his work, but it was no good. He couldn't keep his eyes from drifting toward the girl bent over in front of him.
She turned her head and grinned when she finished arranging the folders in the file box.
"You said you wanted to look this over before I went on to the B's," she said.
"Um, yeah," he said and coughed uncomfortably, "Let me look!"
He went and stood over the girl and the box. As he checked to see the box was appropriately filled, he glanced toward her chest. How could he not?
Her breasts were held firmly by the knit dress but there was no sign of a bra underneath it.
Martin licked his lips and nodded.
"That's good," he said, "I'll, um, be right back."
He rushed toward the bathroom and closed the door behind him hurriedly. He stood with his back to the door breathing heavily.
"This girl is going to drive me crazy!" he muttered to himself.
He washed his face with cold water and concentrated on making his boner disappear. After several minutes, he thought he had himself under control at last.
He returned to his desk and saw his office was empty.
He looked toward the outer office but there was no sign of Theresa. He shrugged and walked to his desk.
