Swati’s experiments

She sent that pic off to Abob1, excited to see his reaction. She didn’t have to wait long.

“Now THAT is what I’m talking about. Try engaging your crush looking like that. Let me know what he says.”

There was no way she was going to talk to Rico looking like this, no matter how exciting the thought was. But she wanted to act before she talked herself out of it, so she buttoned one of holes in her shirt and picked up the phone to call Rico’s extension.

“This is Rico,” he answered.

“Rico, could you please come by my office for a second?”

“Sure thing, boss. I’ll be right there.”

Now Swati started to panic. Caught up in the moment, she had committed to a bit of innocent flirtation with a coworker, but she now realized she had no further plan. She tried to think up something to say, but came up with nothing. A few minutes later, there was a knock at the door, and a jiggle of the handle.

“Swati?” Rico asked from the other side of the door.

She had forgotten she’d locked the door. “One second!”

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She came from around her desk and walked on shaky legs to the door, unlocking it and opening it for Rico. As he stepped in, the first thing that caught her eye was his bicep, and that dose of masculinity alone caused her to trip over herself as she stepped backwards. Collapsing to one knee, she found herself at his feet, her head level with his crotch.

“Swati, are you O…” he lost his voice as she looked up at him. At least five inches of cleavage appeared below him, and he couldn’t help but to stumble over his words as he caught her in such a prostrate position.

“Are you OK?” he asked, as he bent and gripped her forearm.

“Yes, sorry,” she said, as he helped her to her feet. She wiped a few loose strands of hair from her face, tucked them behind her ear and smiled courteously, trying to compose herself.

“You wanted to see me?”

Her collapse had caused her to lose all focus, and now she was the one stumbling for her words.

“Yes…uh…Rico…I wanted to know if you could drive me home again tonight.”

Rico’s eyebrow curled in mock curiosity. That was the kind of thing she could have she could have easily asked over the phone. They both knew it, and she kicked herself for being so transparent.

“Sure, Swati. Of course I can.”

There was an awkward pause, lasting a few seconds, where they simply locked eyes. The short distance between them felt dense with tension. If either of them had made a move for the other in that moment, they might have torn each other’s clothes off right there in her office. But neither did.

“I’ll come by at five and walk you to the car?”

“OK, thank you, Rico.”

Rico closed the door behind him and made his way back to his tiny office, smiling the whole way. He knew that what he had just experienced was Swati’s feeble attempt at innocent flirtation. While he had always found his boss attractive, he had never entertained any fantasies about her. But now, he felt, if he played his cards right, he might be able to taste her after all.

Swati, meanwhile, closed the door and refused visitors for the rest of the day. She was beyond flustered, torn between the conflicting desires of tearing her clothes off and masturbating, and trying to force it all out of her mind and pour herself back into her work. She managed to commit to her spreadsheets, but she was sporadically distracted by her increasingly damp panties.

She was so entrenched in her work that Rico’s knock on the door caused her to jump. She noticed the clock above the door reading 5pm just as he entered the room.

“Ready to go, boss?” he said in a way that didn’t sound like a question.

“Uh…yeah, Rico. I’ll meet you at the car.”

“Sure thing. I’ll see you out there.”

Swati quickly closed down her computer and tidied her desk, haphazardly throwing whatever she needed into her purse before locking her office closed behind her. She still had no idea what Rico was expecting, if anything. She had embarrassed herself in front of him earlier, even if he didn’t let on. He was always a gentleman like that.

Rico was rhythmically tapping his fingers against the steering wheel, bobbing his head to the radio, when Swati stepped out onto the parking lot asphalt. It was hot, at least 90 degrees, and she immediately felt sticky. The air conditioning of the awaiting car was incredibly enticing.

She opened the door to the backseat and climbed in.

“Thanks again, Rico,” she said, trying to be nonchalant.

Rico just smiled into the rear view mirror and put the car in motion. They circled the lot and made their way to the exit. Swati was just beginning to think that their encounter that morning had been forgotten, when Rico suddenly pulled the car to the side. They were just a few feet from the exit, and Rico had the option of turning left or right out of the lot. He put the car in park and lowered the radio.

“Is everything alright, Rico?” she asked, getting the sense that he was going to bring up her obvious attempt at flirtation.

“Swati…forgive me if I misread things. But when you asked me to drive you home, did you mean your house, or mine?”

Swati’s breath got caught in her throat. Her heart seemed to triple its pace almost immediately. She wanted to scold him, but she knew it was her fault for leading her on. But could she be honest and tell him it was just the advice she had received online? To flirt with him to improve her sex life at home? No, that wouldn’t work. She also knew that if she simply answered “mine,” like it was obvious, he voice would falter and give herself away.

Rico sat still in the front seat, his head tilted down and to the right so that his right ear was directed directly at her, awaiting her response. He had the poise of someone who could wait all night for an answer, so she started to muster a reply.

“I…well…what do you mean?” she stumbled.

“Again, I’m sorry if I misread you, but it felt like you were trying to flirt with me earlier. I know you’re a professional woman, and I would not typically even entertain the thought, but that was a pretty flimsy reason to ‘need to see me’ earlier. And then I come in and you’re on your knees with a couple buttons undone. It could have all been a fluke, but it seemed intentional.”

Swati’s heart started pounding to the point that she thought he might hear it.

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“It was intentional,” she managed.

“But Swati, you’re married. And I respect you so much as a boss and friend. What would you need with someone like me?”

Swati knew the best answer was to come clean, to just be honest and disclose the story from the beginning, and ask him to please just take her home. But she couldn’t do that to him. He was a good man, and did not deserve to be a pawn in her game with her husband and her online acquaintance. But as her mind was spinning through all these responses, she realized it had been a while since he asked the question, and she needed to reply soon.

“I…I’m sorry, Rico. It was this random thought I had, to try to feel some level of arousal by flirting with you, because I’m so unhappy at home.”

It was a much more honest reply than she was expecting to give. It seemed to surprise Rico as well. He saw two possibilities in his reply. He could guilt her, and express frustration that she would lead him on like that. Or he could offer consolation for her domestic situation. He chose the latter.

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