*English isn’t my native language, sorry if there’s mistakes*
Back in the days, my wife was working as a bank advisor. The usual dress code for her was a blouse, skirt with black tights and heels. Something formal.
Every advisor had is own room for work, each room was separated by blurred glass walls.
One day, she had an appointment with a new client, a really handsome guy as she told me, a business owner who was looking for a new bank.
After the usual presentation talking, she asked if he wanted a coffee. He accepted, so she stood up from her desk to get to her coffee machine, and lowered herself to get a cup in the drawer underneath.
She innocently glanced behind her back, catching her client insistently lurking her ass. She was surprised but remained professional, it would have been a mistake to point out his behaviour as she was trying to convince him to become a new client.
The rest of the appointment remained formal, they got along well and he was really friendly with her.
They exchanged conversation by mail for 2 weeks, strictly professional, before meeting again.