She reflects on discretion

"You're so sweet," she says, stepping closer and kissing your lips, her ripe breasts brushing against your chests. "Let's see how things go." She puts a finger on your lips as you try to kiss her again. "But we have to be careful Brian. I'm your boss, and there are people who would be happy to have an excuse to embarrass me. You could be fired, maybe me too. We have to be very discreet."

"Is that what we were being just now? Discreet?" you smile, your hands on her silken hips. She blushes and bites her lip.

"We both got carried away," she murmurs. "I'm not saying I didn't love it, or want it, but if it's to happen again we have to be very careful. And yes Brian, I want it to happen again. But right now I have to take a shower. We both have a faculty meeting coming up, and it wouldn't do to arrive looking all sweaty and disheveled." She steps out of your arms and sways naked into the office bathroom, her ass twitching delectably. You watch as he reaches in to turn on the water, admiring the sleek taut lines of her body.