Lunch (Part 1)

Imagine if we both worked together in an office….So it’s right before lunchtime and I come over to your desk to see if you’d like to go get something to eat or have me bring you something. You’re working away and hear me ask you about lunch right before feeling my hands run through your hair to your neck…rubbing your neck and looking around to make sure nobody sees me. My hands sliding down the material of your shirt to your arms and back up….you lean back and say hi and that you should stay and work but could use some fresh air…..

Lunch consists of the typical flirting….brushing of each other hands against each other’s bodies. Knowing that this is all in good fun. We get back to the office and nobody is around your desk. I slide past you and sit in your chair…..I tell you to sit up on your desk while I check my voicemail from your phone. You sit next to me and cross your legs….but my hand goes from the phone to your knees….pushing them apart and you open them for me….