” I sort of pushed past him, “I have a whole load of work to do.” I suddenly felt really self-conscious. I could feel his eyes on me and I knew ...hat he wanted more. God, I wanted more but this was the first date and I’d already gone far enough. I just had to get the hell away from him before I did something I’d regret. I turned to look at him before I went, “Thanks.” He shrugged, “For what?” He had a slightly pissed off look on his face and that just made me feel bad. “For a really nice. I leaned in and kissed her, rolling her to her back. I stopped for a moment to look at her, really look at her, almost in awe. I loved her body. Her breasts were smaller than mine, perfectly rounded, her nipples pink like mine. I traced a finger down her chest, sliding it up across the mound of her breast, toward the peak of her nipple. I circled it slowly, watching the skin purse as she responded. She moaned, squirming, and I looked at her, her eyes half closed, her breath coming faster, and. .. I would admire from afar and then discounted as possible partners. Let be clear, I'm no ogre, but I'm a big guy and I know a lot of people, men and women find that intimidating. As I don't particularly enjoy feeling like a bull in a china shop, I'd been filtering my choices for a partner with that in mind, but without realizing it. I wonder if my choice of the cute-russian-dj last night, was part of my response to do things differently this time.Anna had been nibbling at my scone the entire. Standing in the doorway the office manager asked, who was your victim today. Laughing Samantha said, why what do you mean. I know you to well, Mary said. I hear the men talking. You flash them under your desk. Acting innocent she answered, is it my fault they look. Mary smiled shaking her head. Adjusting her seat, Sam sat behind her desk. Stretching her legs out, she raised her feet up. Seeing she could see her toes from over her desk, she settled down for work. Her phone buzzed from the front.