I may have made a mistake

Bursting into Joyce's office at the back of her art gallery Xander found Joyce going over something on her computer. She looked up at him and gave him a once over a wide smile forming on her face as she raised a single sexy eyebrow at him. "Oh my, a gentleman caller... for little old me?"

"Joyce, ah, hi." Xander shut the door behind him and walking to the corner of the room he set his messenger bag down and then walked as far away from it as he could.

Joyce looked between him and his bag. When he came to rest in the chair before her desk the eyebrow remained up in question. She pointedly stared between him and the bag.

Ducking his head Xander rubbed the back of his neck, "Yeah. Um, it's a thing. I just... I got to stay off my laptop. For like... an hour. I've, uh, I have to prove to myself that I'm in control."

Joyce leaned back in her chair, her tone was teasing "So you came to me to keep your hands busy?"

Xander blinked, opened his mouth but found he had no way to reply. He may have made a mistake in coming here. Joyce wouldn't ask questions, that was true, but she was likely going to- Xander jumped as Joyce slid her foot up his leg and into his crotch. He groaned as she gently teased her toes against the side of cock resting in his pants leg.

"Xander, Darling, if you were feeling backed up you could have at least called before hand. Given me a chance to spruce up a bit." Joyce was slouched in her chair allowing her leg to reach out and plant her foot in his crotch, tickling her toes down his cock until they traced around his balls. She let out a small erotic purr of pleasure as his cock went hard in his pants. "Oooh, poor Xander, too much time looking at internet porn? Rosy Palms not cutting it anymore? Need some attention from a real woman?"

"Joyce." Xander whined and found that while he wanted to pull away from her toes he really liked what she was doing and subsequently didn't. "It's not... It's not that. I didn't come here for that."

"Oh, of course, of course." Joyce smirked and lifted her foot off of his crotch. "Silly me."

Xander held back a whimper as Joyce sat up in her chair and left him sitting there with a raging erection. Looking from his tented pants up to Joyce he actually whimpered as Joyce finished unbuttoning the first four buttons of her blouse, allowing him a great view of her very sexy pink bra containing her enormous boobs. Making a show out of stretching her back and showcasing her wondrous chest Joyce grinned at the sounds Xander was letting out. Pulling her chair in close to her desk Joyce sat at attention and folded her hands in front of herself, primly asking. "So, Xander, what can I do for you?"

With his dick painfully erect in his pants Xander grabbed the arms of the chair he was sitting in to keep control of himself. He was not here to have sex with Joyce. He was here to make sure he didn't use Master P.C. He was here to resist temptation. He was....

Joyce winked at him as she stared at his crotch.

O-oh boy, he was in trouble.