Samantha feels your erection while you hug

"John, you're the best," Samantha says as she squeezes you tightly. You take in a deep breath full of the floral scents of her beautiful hair. You wrap your hands around her waist, just sitting above her ass. You let then drop down a few inches to give you a sense of touching her ass. Then you pull her in tightly.

"Oh!" Samantha says suddenly.

You were so engrossed by the moment you hadn't even realized that your cock had grown to full attention and was pressing against Samantha's stomach.

"I'm so sorry, Samantha!" you say, embarrassed as you realize she's reacted to your boner.

She doesn't let you go completely for a few more seconds. Then you cover yourself with your hands.

"I can't believe..." you begin to say.

"No, it's my fault. I mean, look at me," she says and waves her hand up and down her body, indicating her outfit.

"I have," you say dryly.

"I dressed like a slut today to try to help convince you to help me. But you're too good of a boss, to need to be seduced," she says and you stifle a laugh.

"You look good though," you say.

"I look like a mess," she replies.

"Look, I'm holding physical evidence to your hotness in my hands," you say as you continue to cover your erection.

Samantha blushes and doesn't seem to know what to say.

"I'll work on that $10,000 Samantha, don't worry. You can take the day off if you need. I'll talk to you tomorrow, okay?" you say to Samantha trying to wrap up this awkward situation.