I used to have an accounts job in a construction company (so mostly men in the office) where I was the youngest there by far. It was endearing as it meant everyone was quite protective of ‘sweet and innocent Paige’. After a few months, one of my (indirect) bosses there started coming in more days than he should (he was usually site based) with gifts for me and asking me out on dates. People in the office started to notice and he was spoken to by the managing director and told, in no uncertain terms that he was not allowed to touch me or his time would be done at that company. I was also told to be careful of him as he would end up letting me down. He was 46, recently divorced and had a reputation for being a bit of a player. I was 20 at the time and had two long term relationships, and had never had casual sex or a one night stand.
I started to look forward to his visits, and we would have a meeting each Wednesday arvo. My outfits started to become more revealing, wearing tighter dresses, or shorter skirts. I masturbated a lot thinking about him, sometimes in the toilet at work, wondering if he was thinking about me.