Part 1 My Monday started like most, little did I know it was going to be day I would never forget. I woke up at 5am (as usual), showered, got dressed and left for work. Our department usually works out of the office on Mondays, and then the rest of the week we spend on the road visiting clients. We work out of a satellite office as the headcount in the main office has grown larger than it can handle. The “satellite office” is office space attached to an old warehouse we lease a few kilometres away from our main office. Most of the employees who work out of here only occasionally visit their desks as they spend most of their time traveling. Our 3 person team has a small room just off the lobby, with our desks lining three of the four walls. Today I was only expecting to see Debby, as Ron is off for the week. I arrived at the office around 6:15 am (my normal time), I set up my laptop and started working on the mountain of paperwork that had built up while I was out in the field the week before. It must have been about 7:30 when I heard Debby come in the main doors; I always know when she arrives as her keys have a distinctive sound as she puts them back into her purse. I looked up briefly as she came around the corner and entered the room and we said our usual good mornings. Something seemed a little different about her this morning, but my quick glance was too short to figure it out. As she walked behind my chair, I did notice she was wearing a very nice perfume, something I don’t recall ever noticing before. Debby is a very attractive, tall blonde (we are about the same height). Although she is slightly older than me, I have always found her very attractive. She has very large breasts and a nice sized butt to match. Although I wouldn’t consider myself much of a boob man (I am more of an ass man), I have found Debby’s tits to be very distracting at times. Since we are both married I had never considered making any advances, but I have fanaticised about being with her many times when I was alone (if you know what I mean). I could hear her rustling papers and setting up her computer (her desk is right behind mine our chairs only a foot or two apart). Things seemed normal as she asked me what I thought of the hockey game last night. We all have interest in hockey, me because I am a Canadian male, and Debby (a Hockey Mom) enjoys it as she has two boys who play and both have aspirations of one day making it to the NHL. I started to rant about how the defence had left the goalie out to dry on the first goal. I spin around in my chair to expand on my analysis of the game and that was when I first noticed Debby was wearing a silky blue blouse and a very short black skirt. This was interesting because I had never seen Debbie in anything but black pants. I felt my cock twitch slightly, and my mind started to wander. Her face was more ravishing than usual (Debby is a naturally beautiful woman and she does not usually wear much makeup, but this morning she had enhanced her beauty 10 fold), a few long minutes must have passed before I noticed I was staring and looked awkwardly away. We kept talking about the game (details of which I can’t seem to recall now)? But strangely enough I do remember what happened next <grin>. As we were talking Debby opened her legs slightly and slid her computer bag over to the front to her chair and started rummaging through it. I am not sure what she was looking for but I couldn’t help noticing I had a great view of her white lace panties. I tried very hard to make sure I was only checking out the view when she was focused on the contents of the computer bag. In public I am very conservative and try to appear respectful of the ladies, while deep inside I am a typical horny man ceasing every opportunity available to sneak a peek of a sexy ass or visible cleavage. Unfortunately she seemed to have found what she was looking for, and slid the bag away and returned her legs to a very lady like position once again. Our conversation fizzled out and I slowly tried to take my mind off of what I had just seen so that I could get back to work.