1980 Altered States a science fiction endeavor
Things just did not seem to be going well. It was one particularly frustrating day I was working on a difficult customer issue that required a co-effort with a particularly hot coworker who was, and still is, the center of many late night relief sessions. We had become pretty close as far as coworkers go. Over time she was confiding some of her work frustration in me and, seemingly, genuine in seeking my advice. I was likewise able to share some similar frustrations, well, at least the ones I could share. And over time we developed camaraderie of sorts.
This one particular day she wore grey, very form fitting, yoga pants with a long shirt that stopped about midway down her great ass. It was all I could do to not make a fool of myself by staring, but being the good guy that I was, I managed. She made a couple of trips to my office to work on this issue. The first time, as she sat across the desk from me, I couldn't help but notice her glances appeared to be at my slightly stiff member region. Nah It was just my wishful thinking. If only she knew how much I wanted to show her what she was imagining. The second time she came in she had to show me something on the database. So coming around the desk she leaned past me over to my computer giving me a wonderful (clothed) side view of her very inviting breasts and nicely shaped back side. If only she knew how much I wanted to reach up and massage those perfectly shaped breasts and that perfect ass.
At one point she finally called my desk asking for clarification on a particular part. Being late in the day the production floor was now empty. So I told her to meet me at the warehouse location and we could verify the part. Lo and behold the location was on a second row! Without a ladder or fork lift close by I jokingly offered to boost her up. OK she said! I stood like an idiot and apparently hesitated too long as she then walked past me and started to climb the rack in front of me. So now here I am with the best ass in the building seemingly barely covered by grey yoga pants that perfectly followed every curve of her gorgeous behind and all this mere inches in front of my face. As I'm struggling to not be caught staring, while keeping her from falling off the racks, I now also have to contend with a raging hard on!
As I am thinking my day just reached its peak we somehow discover the issue and have to retrieve a fork lift after all. As we pull the skid down to inspect the parts I squat down to inspect the parts. I do this mainly to allow myself a moment to secretly adjust my now hard dick. As she lowers herself beside me, my hard member only gets harder. There in front of me is her grey spandex perfectly outlining her luscious camel toe. Her outer and inner lips are now clearly defined as she squats there right in front of me. Being the nice guy that I am, I get up slightly and move over... to gain a better vantage point!
Secretly I wish she knew.