She missed phone calls… a lot. She made typos… a lot. Hell she even talked on the phone on personal calls during company time… a hell of a lot. But all things considered she was still the best secretary that the company had ever had… John thought to himself. If only because she was so damn hot.

He smiled to himself as he watched her at the copy machine, he could see the slender curves of her body highlighted by the window in front of her. While he could see the slender lines of her bra, there were no matching lines below. His cock stirred in his pants as he realized that she must not be wearing any panties.

He tried to dismiss the thought and return to the report in front of him, which he had carefully stacked in front of him in a vague effort to look busy without actually doing any work. No matter how hard he tried his eyes kept drifting back to her, her long legs, her ample chest, her chestnut hair. He realized after a moment that he had been staring at her, and with a shock he realized that she was staring back at him, and smiling a smile that would have made a nun faint.

“Are you ready for lunch?” she said. She leaned over giving him an eye full of her breathtaking cleavage.

“Yea, what are you having for lunch?” he asked, aware of the fact that his face was flushing.

“You” she said, her smile widening “I have noticed you staring at me for awhile now…” she said

“What?