Cindy was a hot little blonde. Friendly and always had a bright smile for everyone. If you were lucky enough to work closely with her, as I was, you were also frequently treated to a nice long look down her top. Yeah, she knew who looked and who didn't. So one day she's leaning over showing me her lacy white bra and some ad copy when she suddenly stands up and says, "Do you know why you should masturbate with this hand?" (Holding up her right hand.) Taken by surprise, I mumbled, "No, I don't." Her answer, "Because it's mine!" She came around to my side of the desk and saw the growing bulge. She gave my crotch a little rub and said, "You'll be thinking of me tonight!"
Never did hook up but she was right! I thought about her a lot!
