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A few weeks went by and Christine was everything I knew she would be. She was extremely efficient and became quite an asset to the business. It didn hurt either that I had such a lovely sight to look at. In fact, everyday I was anxious to see what she would be wearing next. Sometimes she would have on this really short skirt. It was easily half way up her thighs when she was standing. I had a hard time working that first day she wore it. When Christine sat down at her desk that tiny little skirt rode all the way up exposing her incredibly smooth thighs. I kept walking out of my office past her just so I could catch a glimpse of those legs. Im gay sex men sure she knew it too. Late that afternoon when I was on my way to the rest room, she conveniently decided to stand gay sex men up as gay sex men I passed. She swung her legs around from under her desk spreading them apart. She had to know I could see everything. There were quite a few other days too, that Im sure she was being a tease to me. I would get these coy smiles, as she would simply lick her lips. And if she knew I could see out from my office, Christine would stroke her fingers up her leg. So many times she would bend over to a bottom file drawer letting her dress ride up. What a beautiful view I would get of her legs and thighs. Anytime I asked her into my office it seemed like she went gay sex men out of her way to bend down in front me so I could see her breasts gay sex men. I couldn miss those frilly-laced bras she always wore. After the first week she began making remarks too. Comments that were making me crazy to the point that I began wondering if she really was trying to tease me or come on to me. On a warm day shed say something like, "Oh, Im so hot." Then shed look at me smiling, almost grinning. Then late in the afternoon shed comment, "don you think its warm in here?" Shed fan herself with some papers saying, "even my panties are wet." The rest of the afternoon all of could think about was her panties. And that drove me crazy. I was really believing that I hired gay sex men a beautiful little cocktease.

One day I had to leave the office for the afternoon. It was nothing unusual. I had done that a couple times before, leaving Christine holding down the fort. I was only gone a few minutes when I realized I had forgotten one of the files gay sex men I gay sex men needed. Upon returning to the office, I didn see gay sex men Christine when I entered, but I heard some movement gay sex men in the bathroom. I went right to my office, which is a separate room adjacent where Christine has her desk. I was only a few minutes looking for the file I misplaced. When I was ready to leave again, as I approached the doorway, I could hear Christine. She was making a sort of moaning sound. Wondering what she was doing, I peeked through the partially cracked door. Christine was sitting at her gay sex men desk with the chair pushed back. Her skirt was pulled up to her waist and her hands were working feverishly between her legs. Obviously she didn know I had returned to the office. I stood there watching, staring at Christine as she was fingering herself. And from the sounds she was making, she was enjoying the self-stimulation allot. I gay sex men couldn believe this was actually happening. My secretary was playing with herself. As I stood there watching, I suddenly realized I was touching myself too. I was stroking my cock through my pants enjoying the feel of it growing harder and harder. When I hired Christine, I had fantasized many things about her. And I know she was teasing me the past couple weeks. Now, suddenly I was wondering what to do. Should I walk in on her? How will she react? All I know, is at that exact moment I wanted her. I wanted to touch her and feel her. I wanted to be the one fingering that pussy. And gay sex men with my cock growing harder every moment, I wanted to fuck her. I looked back at Christine, after my momentary daydream of what to do. She was now standing, her back was to me, and her skirt gay sex men was around her waist. I could see what she was wearing underneath, a skimpy string thong. I could see the thin strand going up the crack of her ass. And my God, what an ass. She was simply gorgeous. Her fingers were running from her cunt back underneath gay sex men that thong to her asshole. She was masturbating herself and giving me quite an amazing show. I had to do something. I had to touch that gorgeous body.