Yes

Your struggles to hide the tent fail, and Mr. Blair sees your rock-hard dick pushing up your boxers. He laughs. "I thought Strickland said you didn't like men? Or did you lie to him?"

You try and tell Blair that the boner was because of the secretaries, but he's not buying it. "You didn't have it when I came in," he says. He slowly approaches you. As he does, his scent gets stronger, and your boner gets bigger.

"Aww, I knew it," he whispers seductively, as he stops right in front of you. "You love me, don't you? My musk, my sweat....it drives you crazy."

You don't say anything.

He reaches around and squeezes your butt. "I bet being this close to a sweaty alpha male is driving you crazy, isn't it?" He's right, you can barely think straight. "I bet you just want to submit to me, don't you? Just say the word, and we can have all the fun you could possibly desire."