You need to stay in the office

You're a realist. The thought of going to the gym with Ted is inspiring steamy fantasies, he's being very forward, but odds are nothing would ever happen. You'd waste your time on the elliptical machine, have some rejuvenating tea, maybe get a peek at his abs and then what? More things to think about while you diddle yourself in the bedroom at night. Not worth getting fired over.

"Sorry, Ted. I absolutely have to get through those spreadsheets or Perry is going to fire me. I can feel it." You flatten your hands against Ted's muscular chest to push away. He lets go of your ass, but only to grab your wrists. You squeak with surprise as he pulls you tightly against him.

"We don't have to go anywhere, babe," he says. "I know you want what Ted is packing. I've seen that look on a lot of girls. Well, I'll give it to you."

You say something about really needing to get back to your desk, but it's lost as Ted leans down and plants a hard kiss on your lips. You flush with embar-rassment. Luckily, nobody is watching. You finally push him to arm's length.

"Ted!" you gasp.

"That's me," he grins, his smile annoyingly white and perfect.

You twist your hands away from his grip and take a step back. Then another.

Then, when you could escape, you hesitate. Ted sees your hesitation and makes his offer.

"Men's room in fifteen minutes," he says. "Be there and I'll make all your fantasies come true."

Before you can answer him he snaps his fingers and starts walking back to the sales department. You watch him go. You enjoy watching him go. Oh, hot cross buns! After he disappears around a corner the spell is broken and you slink back to your office in accounting, hoping that nobody has noticed.

John Rodriguez, who you dated years ago, stops by and asks you out to lunch, but you're too preoccupied and you wave him off. John looks hurt, but he deserves it. You work in the same office and yet the guy has been freezing you out since you dumped him all those years ago. Then he picks today to try to reconnect? Bad timing.

While you try to get back to the spreadsheets, you're not making much progress. Your mind keeps wandering back to Ted's offering. Once you're imagining him ravishing you in the men's room - how sordid! - you can't help but look at the clock. Ten minutes. Five. Two minutes. You heart is beating faster and your head is filled with a XXX video of what Ted might do to you given the opportunity.

You realize it's time to decide. If you're going to take Ted up on his outrageous offer, it's now or never.