Attempt to seduce Mr. Perry

You've seen the portrait of Mr. Perry in the lobby a hundred times and daydreamed about what a hunk he was. Then the reality of Mr. Perry - balding, bloated and smelling like cigars - intruded and you forgot about the fantasy.

But apparently Haley has overcome that revulsion to Mr. Perry and has been using her charms to climb the corporate ladder. Well, two can play at that game, and if it's a business matter you can do just about anything. You watch Perry hunch his burly body over your desk to peer out through the window blinds at the office and the idea of seducing him to get ahead fills you with a smoldering desire

"You know what, I did see Haley talking to Ted," you finally answer Mr.

Perry's dangling question. "They were standing really close and she was touching his arm. Do you think they're going out or something?"

"Dammit." Mr. Perry slams his fist into his meaty palm.

"I know," you stand up behind him, resting a comforting hand on his shoul-der. "It's totally inappropriate to be carrying on like that in the office. I mean, get a room, right?"

Mr. Perry's face is flushed. So far all you've manage to do is make him really angry, but you have a few secret weapons to deploy. You lean against Mr. Perry's arm, your big breasts mashing against him, your hard nipples crushed against his bicep and back.

"I don't know what Ted sees in her," you speak in a soft, husky voice, your lips close to Mr. Perry's ear. You over-enunciate each of the words so that everything you are saying is drenched in innuendo.. "There are so many willing girls in the office. Some of us are positively desperate for a big, powerful man to come along and give us what we've been missing."

You hit Mr. Perry's buttons. He straightens up. His spine is stiff beneath the comforting hand you have slid onto his back.

"What have those girls been missing?" asks Mr. Perry.

You toy with his tie, straightening it and running your hand down his barrel chest. Yesterday you could not have imagined being so forward with your boss, but he has always flirted with the women. Now that you're doing it everything feels so natural.

"Sometimes a girl," you continue to stretch your words, running your hand down to the soft expanse of his belly, "just needs something thick and hard."

Just as your hand is about to make contact with his crotch, Mr. Perry bugs his eyes and takes a step back.

"I, ah, need to get back to my office." Funny, you've never seen him stammer-ing. As he backs away he adjusts his jacket to try to conceal the hard-on tenting his trousers. Looks substantial.

"So soon?" you purr.

"Ah, phone call from, ah, a supplier." He's opening the door and backing through it. "Come see me if you need, ah, if you need..."

He backs out and lets the door close behind him before he finishes his awkward sentence. You grin. So this is how it feels to sexually harrass your boss. Fun, but you're just getting started. To really drive a wedge between Mr.

Perry and that little upstart Haley, you are going to need to do something a little more than just make him uncomfortable. You'll give him a few minutes to think he's safe and then you'll throw everything at him in his office. You take out a compact mirror and study yourself, turning the mirror to take in your charming physique and formulate your strategy.