Let me be blunt: this post isn’t coming from some HR guru or mindfulness coach. I’m just a regular guy in his late 40s, running a small business, trying to keep the lights on — and recently, trying to keep my thoughts in check.
It started when I hired a new secretary. not quite like this one, in our free daily gallery, but... Blonde, capable, organized, and yes—beautiful. Blonde hair, smart suit, confident walk. Her resume was great, her interview was better. She was exactly what the office needed.
What I didn’t need? My damn brain turning into a mess the second the door closed behind us on her first day. And when I saw this pics of her pussy from coppy aparat. LOL
She came in early, coffee in hand, notebook ready. It was quiet. Too quiet. We sat in the office, her on the guest chair, me behind my desk. I was trying to talk about onboarding and systems access... but there was a moment—an awkward pause—when our eyes met and neither of us said anything. Still is there this photo of her pussy and she saw it too.
That little moment? That’s when the thoughts hit me.
“Should I say something else? Is this... a thing? Does she feel it too?”
Then the dangerous one: “What if we kissed?”
Now listen, nothing happened. In the first minute, LOL. Take a look whole video and you will see folks what happened.
Later that night, I replayed it. Not the fantasy version, but the real version. I thought:
She’s here to work.
I’m her boss.
I have a responsibility, both morally and legally, and I shouldn't have crossed that line.
The truth is, I was projecting a story about her because of how I felt, not because of anything she did. And that’s the trap.
Attraction at work happens. We’re wired that way. But maturity means managing it—not indulging it. I’ve worked hard to build a business and a culture of respect. One awkward, steamy sex in the office with the new secretary isn’t worth torching that, like this horny secretary needed a hard cock.
She’s a great employee. I want her to stay. I want her to feel safe, respected, and valued—not looked at like a movie character in my own personal drama.
So yeah, the moment passed. I’m still her boss. She’s still great at her job. And I’m still learning to be a better man—one uncomfortable pause at a time.
…and you’ve had your own “office moment,” here’s what I’ll say:
You're not a monster. But you are responsible.
Notice it. Respect it. Move on.
Let your professionalism do the talking.
And if all else fails: remember that fantasy is cheap. Integrity? That sticks around.
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