The presesntation

I walked over to the flip chart, faced her and began my presentation, unsure how much flesh I was showing.

"Obviously this is a working title, but you get the idea." I gestured to the chart.

W.T.F Am I DOING?!! End this. End it NOW!

Bent toward the chart slightly, my ass pointing towards Mrs Elvgren, I scrawl on the chart.

"And so if you offset the cost from the drilling and declare that as tax, you could save yourself the cost of 3.7% per unit. Not only that but...

Mrs Elvgren lowered her head hoping to get a better view.

Now turned with my back and ass towards her completely I look over my shoulder and continue to demonstrate how we can help her company. I lift a sheet of paper on the board to flip to the next page. The sheet catches my shirt and lifts the front slightly. Thankfully she can't see.

"... And don't worry about the slump in armadillo pelts. We fully expect the market to rise again."

Is she even listening to this? That glazed expression would suggest not.

Facing sideways to her, the bottom of my shirt opened slightly without the paperclip. Slightly exposing my pubic hair to her, she thinks to herself as well "Is that a hint of shaft?".

"Any questions so far?" I ask. "Mrs Elvgren?" "Any questions? Is everything ok? You looked as though you faded away just then."

Maybe I should have only undone one button. Damn! I am sooo turned on!

My semi, twitched as blood flowed into it.