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Joy Was a Great Receptionist

Joy was a very cute petite Asian girl, probably about twenty-one or twenty-two. She was the receptionist at my office. Always perky and cheerful, I often wondered what it would be like to spend some private moments with her. I knew my fanciful thoughts were just a pipe dream, so when I had the chance to get to know her on a more intimate level, I was a bit surprised, especially since I didn’t think she even noticed me. My office is in the back of a multi-tenant office building. Joy is stationed at a reception desk near the lobby. Our greetings were always professional and lighthearted. So one day, when Joy asked what I did for a living, as I passed by her lobby desk, I took a moment to explain to her my daily grind. Joy listened intently as I explained my work. As I paused to gage her receptiveness, she asked, “How tall are you?” I hadn’t anticipated the question, but instinctively I replied, “Six foot four.” “You’re tall,” Joy responded. “How tall are you?” I inquired. Joy stood up. I had never seen her standing before. “I don’t know,” Joy responded. She stepped from around the reception desk. She wore six inch stiletto heels, so I guessed her to be about five feet or a few inches under. Joy was very petite. She had soft Asian features, and was well proportioned. Her white button down blouse had the top two buttons suggestively unfastened and provided an ample view of her bust line. Her black skirt was a bit on the short side, but covered what needed to be covered. Joy did ...

... a little step and turned to tease me. “I’m guessing about five foot,” Joy remarked, proffering a smile. “Good things come in small packages.” “Yes they do,” I replied. Joy reclaimed her seat behind the reception desk. “Maybe one day,” Joy remarked, “We can have lunch.” It was an unexpected invitation that caught me totally unprepared and by surprise. “Sure,” I replied without even thinking of the ramifications of my nonchalant response. I sauntered off to the coffee bar and made a frapachinno. As I walked by the reception desk, I caught a glimpse of Joy’s thigh and a lot of exposed leg. I did my best to not prolong my look, but failed. Joy must have sensed someone was fixated on her. She looked my way, looked down at her exposed leg and then back at me. I tried to quickly avert my eyes, but it was too late. Joy flashed a quick smile. I was embarrassed and quickly disappeared down the hallway to my office without saying a word. All morning, I couldn’t get Joy out of my mind. Her accidental flash was the magical spark that turned my fascination loose. About eleven, I heard a tapping on my office door. I opened the door to find Joy standing in front of me. “Whatssup?” I casually inquired. “Are you busy?” Joy asked. “I was winding things down for lunch,” I replied. I opened the office door and stepped back, and Joy seized on my non-verbal hint. She stepped into my office. I closed the door behind her. Almost immediately, I could smell the sweet fragrance of her perfume. “Do you ...