I’m at work wearing a tight short pencil skirt and a (maybe too) low-cut blouse. Obviously I love the attention I get from my co-workers. Often while walking down the hallway, I’ll “drop” my pen and need to bend down to pick it up. During one of these moments, I spotted my co-worker Greg looking down my shirt. He wasn’t even being subtle about it! We locked eyes, I bit my lip and winked and went on with my day.
When lunch came around, Greg came by my desk and asked if I wanted to go grab a bite with him (his treat). Well, I am not one to turn down a free lunch, so I graciously accepted! We hopped in his car and drove to the diner down the street (he wasn’t splurging on me, but the food there is great so I don’t mind!) We ate, had some fun conversation, and around the time the bill came, I caught him looking down my shirt again.
“Greg, sweetie, my eyes are up here,” I laughed. He stammered and blushed, so I gently patted his shoulder and told him not to worry about it. “If I didn’t want to be seen, I wouldnt dress like this!” I said.