He Pretty’s Up the Office

On my way around to get my first coffee, Nicholas Wray, one of the IT guys, was reclining back on his chair and the crotch of his tight blue pants resembled the Olga’s. I couldn’t help but notice. Woof! 

Monday morning! I thought.

Mid morning, I went to get another coffee, and Nicholas was in an office on the phone, standing in profile against the floor length windows, and the bulge on him was just as impressive. Standing up, I could also see his arse was like two cushions you just want to, I just wanted to, stick your, my face between.

I think he is my favourite work boy thus far.

I found out later he is 35 and unmarried. Er, shrug, whatever, I only want to look. He pretty’s up the office.