shy guy

At work I make sure to show my hose and panties to this quiet married guy that works next to me. I spilled coffee on my skirt on purpose so he could see me cleaning the front and telling him that Iwould have to go remove my hose and undergarments because they were soaked. I removed my panties and hose and worked the rest of the afternoon showing my bush to him anytime he wanted. I sat at an angle that would let him see all the way in. He did come around and ask a few things that day. My skirt was hiked up and I know her had a good view of my bush. Before I went to change I took paper towels and stuffed them in between my legs as he was wiping the floor underneat my chair. His head was right between my legs when I pulled out the towels and told him to look how wet I was! I am not sure if he got it. I know that he looked straight into my legs and saw my panties. I lifted up my skirt as if trying to fan it to dry but was realy trying to let him have a better view. He acted not to notice, but I did see him keep peeking and taking his time. I adjusted my garters while he was down there all the while saying that I was going to remove my wet clothes. I send him nasty emails to his personal email from a different email I have setup and he does respond to them. On purpose I act as if I am talking to someone and saying nasty things like, "Did you like what I was doing last nite? & Did you think I would let you put it in there? & I want you to lick me there again, that was nasty, but felt so good". "I could feel something in my ass ,but not sure if it was your tongue or something else". "Did your friend like the photos you took". I will then hang up and ask him to come over to my desk for help just to see what he does and noticed that his cock is hard and erect in his pants. he starts to get nervous afterwards. I will fuck him soon!

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