Target acquired

You spot Jake sitting alone at a corner table, sipping his usual cappuccino and scrolling through his phone. Perfect timing. You take a deep breath, adjust your top to show just the right amount of cleavage, and saunter over to him with a dazzling smile.

"Well, fancy running into you here!" you say brightly, as if surprised to see him.

Jake looks up, momentarily startled, but quickly recovers and grins back at you. "Jody! Hey! What brings you here?"

You shrug nonchalantly. "Oh, just needed my caffeine fix. Mind if I join you?"

"Not at all," he says, gesturing to the empty seat across from him. "Please, sit."

You slide into the chair, making sure your leg brushes against his as you do. Jake's eyes flicker down to your chest before quickly meeting your gaze again. You suppress a smirk. So far, so good.

"So, how've you been?" you ask, leaning forward slightly. "It's been a while since we last caught up."

Jake launches into a story about his latest work project, and you nod along, hanging on his every word and laughing at all the right moments. You make sure to maintain eye contact, play with your hair, and lick your lips suggestively every so often.

By the end of the conversation, Jake is visibly flustered, his cheeks slightly flushed and his eyes frequently straying to your mouth. Bullseye.

"Well, I should get going," you say reluctantly, standing up. "But we should definitely do this again sometime soon. Maybe... dinner at my place?"

Jake swallows hard, his Adam's apple bobbing. "Yeah, that sounds great. I'll text you."

You give him one last sultry smile before turning and walking away, adding an extra sway to your hips. Phase one of Operation Tiny Penis is officially a success.