He slid me a note before lunch. I was used to getting little notes from him. I treasured them and cried when I had to throw them out. No evidence. But...this note I kept longer. He had written that he was struggling with feelings and then wrote down a song. Cake’s Perhaps Perhaps Perhaps. I listened to it at lunch and couldn’t make the smile leave my face. It talks about the possibility of love, if only someone would decide. I didn’t know what to say the rest of the day. Knew if I looked at him,. I go about my business with a sexy flair, feeling a little light-headed and getting very, very wet.If I have an itch that really needs to be scratched I walk over by my window and pull off my bra. It sends waves of heat through my chest knowing I just stripped for a man I've never even talked to.I press my hands on my tits and roll them around in slow circles and god it feels good. Or maybe I'll cup my hands under my tits and push them up toward my face so I can reach my nipples with my. More

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