1. The Office Flirt


    Date: 3/19/2024, Categories: Exhibitionist & Voyeur, Author: byWolfyLikes 

    ... she never asked, I don't think she wanted to, so I never willingly sent her any," I told her.

"But then, I'm trying to work out what she got out of it?" she asked puzzled.

"Well, apparently she found it a big turn on taking the photos, and although it didn't tempt me her boyfriend got the benefits instead," I answered.

"Didn't your wife know with your phone pinging all the time?" she pondered.

"She works from 2 pm until midnight so she's not in," I answered.

"Ah, that's like us. I get home at around 5.30 pm and Dean goes to work at 7 pm and doesn't get home until 6 am, so I'm home alone too," she told me.

My phone rang and I took it from my pocket to answer it, telling Hannah it was a client and I needed to take the call, walking off with my drink.

It seemed like a very long time until Monday, and I wondered if I'd made the wrong choice in telling Hannah. I needn't have worried as she flounced into the dining room at our time on Monday.

"I've been thinking about you all weekend," she beamed.

"I'm flattered," I laughed.

I stood back from her and looked at her outfit. She had on a tartan pleated skirt, reaching halfway down her thighs. Long socks were pulled to just above her knees, calf-length boots over them. She wore an old-style Nirvana t-shirt to complete the look. I smiled.

"You like the look?" she laughed.

"Yes, but how do you get away with wearing that outfit in your office?" I asked.

"It's all women, they'd be judging whatever I ...
    ... wear, so I wear what I'm comfortable in," she said confidently.

"It's mainly men in ours, you'd have them all staring and drooling, there's a couple who'd be trying to grope you too probably," I laughed.

"Maybe I should come down to your office sometime then," she giggled, "so, you like it then?"

"Yes, it suits you, you have great shapely legs and the outfit suits your figure," I told her.

"Ooh, are you flirting with me Dave?" she giggled.

"Just paying you a compliment young lady," I told her.

She frowned, then smiled, telling me maybe she'd take it any way she wanted. I misconstrued that differently, feeling the blood start to rush to my loins.

"Maybe I'm being a little too forward, maybe I like you flirting, erm, paying me compliments I mean, but can I get your phone number please?" she gushed.

"Yes sure, why not. A little harmless flirting never hurt anyone did it," I laughed.

I'd forgotten I'd given it to her when I heard my phone ping that night. I looked at the screen, it was an unknown number. A little wary, I clicked to open it, to see a picture of Hannah. She was sitting on a chair by a dining table, her feet up on the chair too, her legs showing off the soft curves of her thighs. She still wore the same skirt and knee-length socks she'd had on at work that day. Another came through, she'd now pulled the loose t-shirt down both shoulders and pulled it down a little at the front, showing just the smallest bit of cleavage.

"Very nice," I ...
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