No...

You recall that the printer paper is in fact, not on the top shelf... You quickly grasp the fact that she's trying to get you alone in a secluded area, no doubt to all you "sir" once more... With Mary on your mind, it's not hard to come up with your answer...

"I'm sorry Suzanne, but I really have to be getting back to work... Perhaps you can find someone else to grab it for you?" You tell her.

She quickly grows a look of disappoinment...

"Oh?" She asks, her eyes betraying her emotions to you...

"I'll see if someone can give me a hand... Thanks anyway John..." She tells you with a smile.

You can't help but stare at her shapely ass as she exits the break room... If only you were single you tell yourself...