Bobbi Needed It

Bobbi and James were new office neighbors*in our multi-tenant office. James was an affable older fellow, in his fifties and Bobbi, while equally affable, was much younger and unsettlingly cute. James was an appliance installer and Bobbi was his office help, scheduling appointments for her husband.I helped them to get settled into their new offices when they brought in their office furnishings and we seemed to hit things off very well, right off the bat. Even though they weren?t from the little town where we all officed, we were suburbanites, in every sense of the term. Bobbi and James were from the country and not quite as refined as some of the city people, but their down-to-earth good-natured dispositions had to be admired.Bobbi and James would saunter into the offices each morning and spend about an hour behind their closed office door. James would then head out about ten or eleven in the morning and sometimes he wouldn?t return until well after six or seven in the early evening. These types of long days were tough.Bobbi seemed to have a good relationship with James, for the most part. They weren?t the hand-holding, ?give-me-a-kiss? type of couple. I surmised their relationship was more business-like than deeply personal, or at least that was the vibe they gave off whenever they were in the office.For the most part, they kept to themselves, except whenever we would pass in the hallway. Then one day, Bobbi and I literally bumped into each other, rounding the hallway corner in the office. I quickly grabbed her to keep her from tumbling backwards and falling after beylikdüzü escort we collided. I quickly apologized.?It?s my fault,? Bobbi exclaimed, as she hand-brushed her hair out of her face and tried to regain her composure. ?I wasn?t paying attention.?In the process of grabbing hold of Bobbi, several of the button-down buttons on her shirt had opened, giving me a good clear view of her white lace bra and cleavage. Bobbi made quick work to re-fasten the buttons on her shirt, as she started to walk around me. As she walked past me, I caught a wisp of her perfume and that was all it took to get my full attention.?Leaving?? I asked.?No,? she replied, ?I have to use the ladies? room.??I think it?s ?out of order?,? I told her, since there was a sign on the door stating the restroom was closed for maintenance.?Great,? Bobbi replied.?Use the men?s room,? I countered. ?I?ll stand guard.?She looked down the hall and seeing the sign on the ladies? room door, she muttered a soft-spoken, ?Fuck.??I?ll stand guard,? I repeated.I could see the wheels turning in her head, trying to decide whether or not she wanted to wait or risk my guarding offer.?Would you?? she pressed.?Sure,? I replied.Bobbi disappeared into the men?s room, and I stationed myself outside the door*to prevent any unauthorized entrants.Full disclosure: We were the only tenants in the building, so there really wasn?t anyone to guard against, except me. Bobbi stepped out of the men?s room after a few minutes.?Thanks,? she proffered.?You know,? I said, ?there?s no one here but you escort beylikdüzü and me.?Bobbi stopped and looked in my direction.?You are a sly one,? she proffered.I laughed.?Yeah,? I replied, ?It was a tough fight to keep myself out of there and respect your privacy.??I bet it was,? Bobbi shot back, proffering a wink.Wow! Was this a come-on tease? I wasn?t sure, but it sure appeared that way.Bobbie was height-to-weight proportional and stood about 5?3" or so, and probably weighed about 115 or*120 pounds. She looked good in her tight jeans and the light scent of her perfume had an undeniable effect on me.Several weeks went by.*Bobbi and I began to become good hallway chat friends. She was easy to talk with, but our conversations were nothing more than casual topics, such as the weather. Bobbie always dressed casually*in nice jeans*and boots, although she did sport a dressier look and stiletto heels*whenever she*and James would have visitors to the office.Then one day, after James had left the office, things changed. I noticed Bobbi seemed a little flustered about something. She was not her usual cheerful self.?Is everything okay?? I asked as we passed in the hallway.?Yeah,? she replied, as she headed past me*and disappeared into her office. As I walked by, I could hear her talking on the phone.?I don?t care what James says,? Bobbi declared, ?I?ll find a way to pay for it.?I could tell the conversation was a tense one. I waited a few minutes and poked my head into the office.?Is everything okay?? I asked. I was being intentionally nosey, beylikdüzü escort bayan but I figured if Bobbi didn?t want everyone to know her business, she would have and could have shut the office door.**Bobbi pushed her fingers through her thick locks of long brown hair and looked up at me. She leaned back in her high-back office chair. The top three buttons of her button-down shirt were unceremoniously unfastened, giving me an unintentional view, I am sure, of some her cleavage.?Just feeling a financial pinch,? Bobbi said. ?It?ll work out.?She paused for a second and then appended her answer to say, ?If it doesn?t, I?ll start selling my body.?I laughed.?I get first dibs,? I jokingly replied.I quickly disappeared from her doorway and retreated back to my office, leaving her to ponder my less-than-subtle offer. It didn?t take Bobbie very long to make it down the hallway and peek into my office. She stepped past the doorframe to my office and silently settled into the office chair that I had positioned by my desk.I gave her a quick glance and returned to my storyboard and typing on my laptop computer. She took in a deep breath and then forcefully exhaled.?Talk*to me,? I nonchalantly instructed, never looking up from my keyboard as I typed.?Aren?t you happily married?? she asked.?Yes,? I replied. I waited a second and then appended my response. ?But*I?m not blind.??Wouldn?t your wife be upset if she knew you were looking at another woman?? she pressed.?Yes,? I replied. ?And I?m sure James would be equally upset if he knew you walked around the office with your shirt unbuttoned, showing off your stuff.??I?m just being comfortable,? Bobbi replied. ?Besides, he probably wouldn't give a shit.?Bobbi stood up and closed my office door. She leaned against it*after it closed. I stopped typing and looked at her. She plopped back into the chair next to my desk.