I don't know if you remember, but during the new employee get together, you told me that you like tights. Oh, you do remember. I'm surprised because you were so drunk! Well, anyway, I went shopping and bought this skirt and a few pairs of tights, including the ones I'm wearing. You like them, don't you? Well, you don't have to stare! That's a bit rude, isn't it, and inappropriate in the workplace? Are you still staring at my legs? You've put me in quite the uncomfortable position. I don't know how to handle you. Maybe you deserve a little bit of your own medicine. Perhaps I should make you feel a little bit uncomfortable. You just can't take your eyes off me crossing and uncrossing my legs, waiting to see what I do next. What's that? Are you wanking? Oh, my goodness! It would appear that teasing you was too much. Just look at you, rubbing yourself. Wait, I need my glasses for this. You've got a little willy! A tiny willy! How embarrassing. All you need is a finger and a thumb to wank your tiny willy. You know, I thought you'd put me in an awkward position, but I see it's not at all, at least for me. Can you imagine what people would say if I told them what you've done? There's a promotion coming up, isn't there?
