Emily Harris sat at her desk practically squirming with frustration. She looked over to her right and saw James Mitchum, the newest member of the office staff busily working at the computer in front of him. She had gotten word a couple days ago that there would be a new person in the office and she was looking forward to seeing a new face. But nothing prepared her for HIS face!She had met James yesterday on his first day with the company. Wendy, her supervisor called her into her office on Monday. She thought it would be a good idea to pair her up with James so she could show him the ropes and help him get up to speed with his responsibilities. Emily, of course, said she would be happy to help the new guy get familiar with what they did there. However, that was before she found out who the new guy was! Now on Wednesday, she was sitting next to him and she couldn’t keep from staring at him dreamily as she helped him learn the computer programs they used.Emily still remembered how goofy she acted yesterday when she met James for the first time. She had been sitting at her desk with her back to istanbul travesti the room, trying hard to get out one of the many reports she had to do when Wendy introduced James to her.“Emily, this is James, the newest member of our team. I want you to help him get adjusted and show him what we do here,” Wendy said. Emily turned around and nearly fell out of her chair when she saw him – not only did she not know that the new employee was going to be a guy, but she didn’t know he was going to be such a drop-dead gorgeous guy!“I… umm… I… sure. Hi James, Emily Harris,” she said, blushing at her giddy schoolgirl reaction.“I’m James Mitchum, it’s nice to meet you, Emily. I am looking forward to having you show me around the place,” he said with a smile that melted her heart instantly.James was indeed a handsome man, six foot tall with dirty blonde hair, clean-shaven and a face and body that had already turned Emily into mush. Emily wasn’t the only one entranced by the new guy, either. Later that day, James was the talk of the ladies restroom. All the single women in the office were talking about travesti istanbul the “fresh meat” and wondering what kind of a chance they had in landing him.Last night was a fitful night for Emily. Dreams of James intruded on her sleep and she woke up feeling thwarted and unfulfilled. She was thinking of trying to get in her usual morning “wake-up”, but her difficulty in getting to sleep meant that she also woke up too late for any play before heading off to work.And now, sitting there at the desk next to him, Emily knew she couldn’t work there for very long without taking care of this terrible itch. Otherwise, she may lose what’s left of her self-control and just start pleasuring herself right there on her desk in front of him!It didn’t take long for Emily to formulate a plan. She pretended she was getting warm (okay she wasn’t really pretending – she was getting overheated!) and she began unbuttoning a couple buttons on her blouse.She looked over to see James try to look away before she noticed him watching her. Smiling to herself, she slowly got up from her desk making sure that he istanbul travestileri would notice her standing and running her hands down her tight black business skirt to smooth it over her body and tighten the fit over her large full breasts that were already threatening to burst out of her half-buttoned white blouse.She looked slightly to the side, tilting her head so her long blonde hair cascaded down over her face, letting her look up through the tangle of locks to see him staring at her. She turned to walk towards him, swinging her hips to pull the fabric of her dress tighter and tighter. She took a deep breath, pushing her breasts hard against the thin material of her dress making her nipples rub against her bra. Her pussy started to moisten as she smiled at him, pursing her red lips and licking them seductively…As he watched her dumbfounded, she suddenly turned to walk past him, looking over her shoulder as she walked by. Emily cast her eyes down behind her and lead his eyes to her swishing ass. As she trailed her right hand over the tight material, she imagined his hands and tongue doing the same…Emily walked into the thankfully empty ladies room and moved to the sink mirror where she could see her full breasts pushing insistently at the thin material of her blouse, threatening to push her bra through and out into view.