Duh!

You really weren't sure if you'd been flirting, but the warmth rushing up from your pussy made your reply easy and obvious. He was into you. If you hadn't been before, you were definitely flirting now.

Karl's smooth reaction brought a flirtatious smile to your lips, and you giggled a demure reply. "I might be, sir." Internally, you were still conflicted. What would Greg think of you flirting with your new boss?

*Greg isn't here, and you've already cheated once,* the voice said.

"Well flirting with me would be *highly* inappropriate, as a married woman *and* my subordinate. What would your husband think? What about your career?" Karl's eyes were sparkling, and his erection was *definitely* bigger. "I don't think you've thought this through, Mrs Ryder."

It was like he was reading your mind. "Those are both good points, sir..." You started, but trailed off, lost in thought.

*He hired you for your tits,* the voice said, *he hired you for your looks, not your conversation. What would Aimee do?*

You brought a finger up and idly wrapped your hair around it, like some dumb cheerleader thinking hard about an answer, and continued, "...they're both *very* good points, but my husband isn't home right now." The words came straight from your sex drive. "And you already said I'm not really looking for a career."

Karl looked over to you, appraising, then pulled over to the side of the road. "Stefi, let me get this straight. You just got a new job, and within an hour you're flirting with your boss? Don't get me wrong, you're hot, but it sounds like you're trying to set up some kind of **** or something. What's going on?"

Your heart sank, hearing his frank summary. He was right, but you were *horny.* You bit your lip, considering your reply. Would it be better to lie, or open up to your new boss about what was going on in your head lately?