My cock was hardening and I'm sure that was visible in my pants.My cock was hardening and I'm sure that was visible in my pants. She winked and said, "C'mon. There's an empty office I know about." She led the way to an office on the opposite end of the floor that she unlocked. "This is Al's office," she explained. "He's out of town for two weeks, and as the departmental secretary, I have the only other key. We won't be disturbed. Lock the door behind you." I said "OK," and did so. She put her bag on the empty desktop and sat up next to it, cross-legged. She motioned me to sit and looked at me as if she was waiting for me to say something. I nervously sat down but couldn't think of anything to say more than a dumb-sounding, nervous, "Well, here we are." "Yes, that's true," she said with exagerated mock seriousness and she laughed again, smiling. "You're quite the nervous one, aren't you Al?" That got me even more nervous, and I stammered, "Uh ... yeah ... I guess I'm high-strung ... I always have been ... I'm sorry ... I'm just ... well ..." She laughed again. "Don't worry, Al. I don't bite." I took a deep breath and collected myself a bit, and then I said, "OK ... thanks," and smiled. She returned the smile, and said, again in her friendly, but serious tone, "So, Al ... let's get to the point. |