"I'd love to join you for lunch," you reply to Julie over the phone.
"Great!" she chirps. "I'll meet you at your office in an hour, and then we can head out to do lunch..." She trails off for a second, then with the same low voice she adds, "...or whatever..." You gulp hard as you hear a click and dial tone. You get the feeling that Julie wants more than lunch this time.
Though you try to continue working for the next hour, you simply can't get Julie out of your head. Her sparkling eyes, perfect hair, and beautiful smile cloud your thoughts as you shuffle through documents and crunch numbers. You even think you can hear that signature laugh that you love so much inside your head. Then your mind's eye aims a little bit lower to focus on her gorgeous body. She has curves in all the right places and a set of breasts that would make any woman jealous. And her legs, long and smooth... how you would love to caress them if you had the chance...
"Snap out of it!" you mutter to yourself. "How would your wife feel if she knew what you were thinking right now?" But it's no use. You can't stop thinking about your secretary. You begin to think that agreeing to go to lunch was a bad idea, but a sudden knock on your office door reminds you that it's too late to back out now.
"Hi there, Marky!" You glance up to see Julie standing in the doorway smiling at you. She is wearing an attention-grabbing cobalt blue dress that accentuates every curve on her body and prominently displays her cleavage. The dress is fairly short as well, revealing just enough of her legs to stir your imagination. There's no doubt about it; this dress was designed purely for seduction, and you know that you are the target. As you gaze at the lovely woman before you, you feel your member swell and push against the front of your pants. You hope she doesn't notice, and you simply smile back and motion for her to enter.
"You ready to go to lunch?" you nervously choke out.
"You bet! I'm very excited to try this new restaurant..." Julie's eyes dart directly toward your crotch as she continues, "...and apparently so are you."
Your face turns several shades of red as you stutter, "Oh... um... yeah... you could say that..."
Julie's smile turns a bit devilish, and her lustful eyes lock on to yours. Slowly, she moves in close to you, gently placing a hand behind your head. With a single finger, she slowly traces a figure-8 across your chest. You can feel the warmth of her breath moving across your lips as she seductively replies, "You know, I might be able to help you with that nice, big problem you seem to have before we go..."
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