Horniness takes over

I began repacking my folder full of notes.

Hmmmm, dropping those pens like that brought back some naughty memories.

And has given me a wicked idea.

I walked towards the edge of the stage.

Who needs an audience when you've got an imagination like mine? ...

We're on a skeleton staff with everyone else busy at training classes.

I stepped off the stage and headed to a chair in the audience.

Yeah, why not?

I sat down.

But just the trousers. I won't be making THAT mistake again.

I began unbuttoning them and pulling them down my legs.

I'll hurry back to my office like this, and if anyone sees me I'll just say I spilled soup on them again. Not that it was MY fault last time.

I pulled my trousers down over my shoes.

This is going to be soo exciting! Almost naked at the office ... again.