I kissed each of her pretty, purple-polished toes. We stood in front of each other and just let our eyes rove—she across the bulge in my briefs and ...e to the sheer mesh of her black bikini panties. We moved together for a kiss and each hooked our hands in the waist of the other’s undergarment to pull it down as far as we could reach, leaving my cock free to press against her tummy and mons. We lost the underwear and fell back on the bed together.Making love with just the two of us focused our. I took a hot shower, put on a red teddie, and the high heeled platform shoes he likes for me to wear. I took out my 7” long vibrator from the night stand and the new 4” smaller one for something new.I took pictures of my self in the teddie, thinking about the captains I would write when I printed them off the computer. I took a picture of my hand playing with my breast and getting my nipple hard through the material. (I am about 5’4”, shoulder length auburn hair, 40-24-36). I took by breast. Was he going to do anything? Had I misread him?Although he was flushed he seemed to regain his composure and went back to sorting papers, my heart sank. A few minutes later, he dropped his pen again. I tried to look casual, despite my heart racing, he glanced at me and disappeared under his desk. I spread my legs again and inhaled deeply, the anticipation was beginning to moisten my slit in a delicious way. I squirmed in chair, waiting for something, anything to happen. He was not reappearing. Then I asked the question that changed everything, “What can I do to improve?”She replied “Stop ogling my feet,” and let out the cutest giggle.I started to go red and she said, “I don’t mind you staring but don’t make it obvious."She started talking about work again and setting my KPI for my bonus. She started listing the things she wanted me to do, I zoned out.She hit the table lightly and said, “Did you get that?”I just nodded.“Now, a little motivator, do you trust me?” she said.Again I.