It's a distracting time, to say the least.

As soon as she saw Sean, Mrs. Tompkins tried to back away and sit down. Not because she was scared of him, though certainly she should be. No, she had to sit down because the onslaught of thoughts she was having now were making her legs weak thanks to the increased arousal. Her eyes kept glancing down to his crotch against her will and the thing that did to her lesbian pussy were downright criminal. She shuddered and put on the mask of indifference she'd spent years perfecting while Sean set up his laptop to review the upcoming sales review.

The meeting proceeeded normally from there... mostly.

As Sean's slides came up some of the charts and graphs seemed rather suggestive. Initially, Rebecca chalked it up to the way her libido had ramped up since her confrontation with Sean earlier. The circle graphs looking like breasts and Venn diagrams looking like vaginas where the overlap was. It wasn't until a bar graph positioned just above a set of circle graphs that looked exactly like a set of cock and balls that Rebecca said something.

"Now listen here. You can't keep putting things like that in your presentation!" Rebecca crossed her arms under her magnificent set of tits with a scowl on her face. Her outburst was driven by the innuendo, but enhanced by the curiosity of what Sean's cock and balls looked like.

Sean just looked at his boss deadpan and ask, "Do you think my numbers are off? Did I get the calculations wrong?" Sean thumbed through his data print-outs and frowned in confusion. "My data is right on."

Rebecca was blushing as she stood up and waved any further discussion off. "Let's just get to the meeting." She began stomping heavily to her office door as Sean gathered his stuff up and chuckled as he looked over to her statuesque figure. "I wonder..." he smiled wickedly behind her back and asked, "Would you rather be just over five feet tall, or just under five feet tall?"