I looked up to see him staring at them."Start reading over this while I get the call list." I turned to the file cabinet behind my desk and bent over ...more than I should have, hoping he would notice the lack of panty lines I had. When I got the docs I needed I sat on my desk in front of him and leaned forward to pop my cleavage out again while I showed him something on the paper.He didn't even miss a beat. He saw what I was doing. He rolled his chair up to me closer, wrapped his hands around my. I reach over and place my hand on your leg, slowly rubbing my thumb on the seam of your shorts, hooking my thumb under them to slowly raise your shorts just so I can look at your thigh.As a slowly rub my hand on your upper thigh you can feel that I'm working my way up moving the leg of your shorts up. You look at me with the look that says “that's annoying”and you nod to the k** in the back. The look in my eyes betrays my desire to have you. A ravenous plea I sigh and grab my phone, where type. The top row showed two Medals of Honor side by side. The next row showed three Distinguished Service Crosses and a Legion of Merit. The bottom row showed three Silver Stars, two Bronze Stars and a Purple Heart. In addition, on the table, which in reality was bare, an opened letter lay showing a single fold.Bobbie said, "If I ever do this as an oil, of course the letter will be light-blue paper with blue ink." But what's in the shadow box?" Ken asked softly."Some medals. I don't know what any of. She gave him a small smile and said, "Okay, it doesn't include sex. Anything else. Agreed?"He gave her shoulders a squeeze, then let go. He stepped back and extended his hand which she took in her firm grip. "Agreed!" he exclaimed. Then he smiled and said, "Darling, are you sure you want to play tennis?"She smiled ruefully and said, "Of course not! You could literally kill me with a tennis ball. Darling, I don't think I slept a wink last night. I'm utterly destroyed. I don't think I could even.