
Sugar Walls
Damn, just look at the sexy way she walks! Mmmm. Okay Marlayna, snap out of it.
I shook my head as I came back to reality from a brief stint in the land of eye candy. I was checking out another woman, a co-worker of mine who had recently started working in the editing department last month. Because I’d been traveling quite a bit on business, I had not gotten to see much of her but damn if I didn’t just get an eyeful! If I didn’t know any better, I’d think that she just put on a show for my eyes only. She had to see me come around the corner when she bent over to pick up her pen. It was the way she did it; that bend screamed “come get it” as she cocked her ass to the side and reached down to pick it up. As she stood back up she looked directly in my eyes, turned around, and seemed to glide down the hall with the confidence of a runway supermodel. Strange, but she kind of reminds me of me! Sun-kissed skin, thick and luscious all over, with long, dark hair. Never mind that I was on my way to the printing room to pick up the copies of the presentation I’d ordered. It was as if a magnet was pulling me toward her and I followed her down the hall toward the break room.
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