

He rubbed his hands up his thighs and said, ‘I’m feeling like being a little ‘offensive’ myself.’ He was trying so hard to be a gentleman despite all of my taunting...and that turned me on even more. So I grabbed his shirt and playfully pushed him into the chair I had been kneeling on, then sat on the desk directly in front of him with my right foot on the seat of his chair, grazing against the outside of his left leg. I raised my left leg up and rested it the back of the chair on the other side of him. ‘I think you should, it’s only fair.’...