As she swiveled from side to side, she could see his eyes following her nicely-shaped tits, her mature breasts moving back and forth like a hypnotist’s watch. She stopped and sat forward, letting him see right down into her camisole. “Gee, I hope nobody comes by—they’ll wonder what we’re doing in here dressed like this.”
Cary gulped again, his eyes looking down her top at the tempting swells of her breasts. His cock was just throbbing in his pants and he could feel the sweat running down his brow. He finally dragged his eyes back up to hers, and found her looking at him with an innocent smile on her face. He was surprised that in his flustered state, he was still able to think reasonably coherently. “I uh…I don’t think we’d have any trouble explaining ourselves to anybody,” he said, pointing to the ‘faulty’ thermostat.
“Yeah, I guess you’re right. This heat is pretty obvious.” She continued to fan herself, the heat getting to both of them. “Now, where were we? What was that you were saying about Sweeney’s driver having a record?”
Cary continued talking, giving her the information Kalinda had obtained about the chauffeur. Alicia sat a little forward and pretended to look down at the file open in front of her, but really looking past the front edge of her desk. She was able to see the bulge in Cary’s pants. She took a good long look and then sat back smiling to herself—her plan was working perfectly. She had hoped her provocative behavior would get a response like that from Cary, and she was pleasantly surprised to see the size of the hard-on he was surreptitiously trying to cover up. She could tell it couldn’t compare to Zach’s horse-like cock, but it certainly looked substantial.
She felt a little guilty with the way she had acted in front of him, first by eating the fruit—the juicy grapes, the lush strawberries, and especially the long curving banana. She knew she was teasing him mercilessly—but she just couldn’t resist. And then, the spellbound look on his face as she’d slowly undone her jacket was priceless. He seemed totally mesmerized by her as she’d taken both sides of the jacket and opened it while facing directly towards him—like she was helping him open a special Christmas present just for him. His eyes had gotten glazed over as he’d looked at her tight white camisole, the shiny satin caressing her mature body temptingly as her stiff pebbly nipples almost poked right through the cool fabric.
She loved the attention the young lawyer was giving her. It was so refreshing after all those years of being a stay-at-home wife and mother. The way Cary was looking at her gave her self-confidence a much-needed boost, especially after being so unsure of herself in her recent return to work. She thought about that stiff cock sitting right across from her, and her perverted mind immediately shifted to her well-hung son. It wouldn’t be much longer before she’d be heading home to him, a whole night of illicit incestuous depravity awaiting them. She was really starting to feel the heat herself, and knew it had to more to do with her thoughts of Zach than the actual temperature in the room.