I keep daydreaming about my boss. He goes out of his way to touch me, I caught him looking down my shirt (admittedly wore a v-neck one day to test my theory), he’s got no personal space bubble near me… No joke, his dick is inches from my face more times than I can count (me sitting, he walks up to me – I wish it was that easy) And I’m dying to fuck him on his desk, or anywhere at work really. I get more and more sexually frustrated every day.