[George VI]

She wasn't technically my boss, she was the client I directly reported to every day for two years. I was in my early forties, she was the same or a couple of years older. Very attractive mature woman, I thought, perhaps Greek with the black hair and very nice curvy body. Her husband worked for the same company but in a different building. She was nice, I enjoyed working for her, but we never had any real personal conversations, it was all professional. But I heard that she was a belly dancer in her spare time, and some of the older employees recalled a time or two where she was drinking a lot after hours and started moving into a belly dance, so she had her erotic side.

One time she came back to the cubicle where I worked to look at some software. Just like my above story, she sat next to me and rubbed her knee into mine, and I didn't back off. Nobody else could see us but we were within earshot of others, and nothing was said.

Some time after that she again came into my cube to look at some software. This time she stood behind me as I sat at the computer. Soon I could feel her left upper thigh rubbing into my right upper arm and shoulder, my shoulder just a few inches from her pussy. She pressed firmly into me as I pressed back, and there was just enough rubbing going on that I felt that she had to be aware of what she was doing. But again there was no conversation and it didn't escalate. Another mild story, but another time that I had some physical contact with a boss that I had lustful feelings for, where perhaps somebody bolder or a quicker thinker might have been attempted to pursue.