Make a regular iced Thai coffee

I sit at my desk, checking off all of my morning responsibilities. When finished, I go back to the coffee station and grab a mug to fill with ice. The sweetened condensed milk is sitting there... I think about feeding it to Victoria, drizzling it straight into her open mouth and I get a powerful tingle from neck to nuts. Once the image develops in my sleep deprived mind, I can’t let it go. The idea of personally contaminating her creamy beverage lingers for several minutes. Would she be able to tell? She is observant, and a food and wine snob... The more I hesitate, the more time I have to imagine the consequences. The downside of getting caught would surely be instant firing, perhaps a lawsuit, perhaps public ridicule, loss of respect with others in the office... I finally let the idea go, at least for the moment. Besides, I can still fantasize about it with no risk at all, and knowing me, I will.