I know, I know.I know, I know...it's not a good idea to date the boss, but this is different. Robert is just so sweet and sexy and he pays such nice attention to me at work, how could I refuse? Actually I've been hoping he would make a pass. We had a scrumptious dinner at Victoria Station, Prime rib and baked potato with sour cream and a really great California wine, cab something-or-the-other, anyway it was good. We had such a great time, with the good food and he's such a great conversationalist; we just never made it to the movie we were planning on. I was in my best summer outfit, green silk with a full skirt and a scoop neck. It's so soft and wispy, it's almost see-through in the right light. Because Robert has been so interested in my boobs at work, sneaking peeks down my top and all, I tried to sit so there was a light behind me and he could see my tits silhouetted through the fabric. I also made sure I bent over a few times so he got several real good looks during the evening. In the cab home, I snuggled up close and rubbed my boobs and hardening nipples against his upper arm. Naturally, I invited him in for a nightcap when we got back to my apartment. We were chatting about work and everything when he mentioned casually that Robyn had told him that I seemed to have a ''special'' interest in Mr. Bannerman's photo's. I guess I must have blushed as he said that, but he kept going, asking me what I had found so interesting about them. When I told him that they were of a very sexy party, I'm sure he knew right away how much they had turned me on; my nipples started making little tents on the front of my dress as I described a few. |