I can't stop thinking about him

At work I had caught him numerous times looking at me. But instead of looking away when I caught him, he just grinned and kept staring. I loved the way he looked at my boobs. I was wearing a top that revealed a fair amount of my cleavage and he was certainly taking advantage of view I offered him. After an hour or so I wanted to push things a bit further. When I knew that he was looking at me, I stood at the side of my desk and bent over fussing with some papers on my desk. I felt my boobs hang and knew my top had fallen away from my boobs and he now had full view of my bra covered breasts. I didn't make eye contact with him, but I could feel his eyes burning through my clothes.