Marina comes to meet you

You spent the next couple hours working, ignoring (though you couldn't forget) that you are naked in your office. Finishing up the projections for this month and creating the presentations for last month's excellent sales. It felt strange to be working on showing off the very numbers that had **** you to, well, show off. As you finish up the presentation, you head a knock on the door. "Who is it?" you ask, continuing to work on the presentation. "It's me!" Marina's voice answered.

You prepared yourself, positioning yourself so that Marina couldn't see the important bits unless she came around the desk. "Come in!" you say, attempting to sound cheery. Marina walks in, with no hint of mirth, begins to conduct business as usual. She lays out the biggest sales leads and walks you through the marketing events for the month. What you guys usually meet to speak about at the beginning of every month. But then it happens. Marina, the beautiful, intelligent, dogged marketing professional transformed into Marina the minx, who had stripped you completely naked and had you at her mercy.

It brought shivers down your spine and life back into your dick, which had gotten soft. "So," Marina said, moving to come around the desk, to take a proper look at you, "is the little matter of your schedule and the promise I made this morning." You remember the promise. Something about her mouth. She looked mesmerizing as she came around your desk, able to get a better view at your naked form, from the side. She then places her hand slowly on the armrest of your chair. She's going to turn you to face her now. As she swings you towards her you are met with an exhibitionist wave of arousal, making you semi-erect. Your body turns, and now she's towering over you, completely clothed, looking at your bare cock with fire in her eyes. You quickly cover up, but you know it's too late.

"Wow," Marina said, "John, you really enjoy being naked. What an exhibitionist.

"I AM NOT" you say, furious, not because it's untrue, but because it's embarrassing. "it's only because of, you know, your promise!"

"Prove it then!" Marina says.

"How?"

"If you don't enjoy being looked at, don't cover up as I give you your schedule and look at you, all bare and sexy over there. If you get hard, you're enjoying this!"

"I wouldn't!" you say. Immediately Marina fires back. "Wanna bet?"