He Claims I Went Fishing

I was at the head of the table in charge of the projector, I stood and tripped on the cord and fell back in the chair, but not before flashing the VP with open legs and a crotch shot, at least I was wearing new panties.

It is a moment that followed me, he became 'friendly'. Conversations became personal, he held me back to ask me questions. I got called in to get my opinion, asked to work on the Christmas party. His hand on my back, his caress of my face, his unwanted kisses. I slowly became his office favorite, the one he told his most personal feelings.

One afternoon late, when I stayed behind to talk with him, I was wearing a dress and he told me he wanted me to flash him again, but give him time to absorb what I was giving him. I sat on his desk with my dress in my lap, my legs open, and he spent a few minutes getting an eye full, before puling my panties off and eating me. We went to a motel a little down the highway, and he consummated me.

I wear dresses a lot, especially when I wear new panties. At times my dress climbs up my thighs and he watches intently, a quick flash, enough for him to get the message, he's welcome to touch me, take me to lunch and a quickie.