Oh, Susanna!

I am absolutely petrified! My brain is telling me one of two things is about to happen. Either she?s going to run out of the room and show me for the pervert I have apparently become, or she?s going to fulfill a fantasy I?ve had for weeks now. All I can do is stare at her with huge eyes and shaking knees!I guess that doesn?t make any sense to you, but believe me, it?s not a simple little story. It all started when we finally moved into our new offices. It was more convenient for my commute, but I wasn?t sure I liked the layout. Granted, the eight of us used to be in a cubicle farm that none of us really liked, but we did have a little bit of privacy with the walls and partitions.The new room for us was larger, but instead of cubicles or desks, we now had tables. We couldn?t even arrange them like cubicles because of a couple of large stanchions in the room. They got the phones working right at the end of that first day, but the computer network was still a work in progress and not going well ? which meant a lot of downtime for a while. Downtime equals boredom and boredom makes you notice things you never did before.So, let me explain the layout. We set things up in two rows with four of us in each row. We used the tables in a sort of ?U-shape? for each of us to maximize the area and give us as much workspace as possible. So we wouldn?t have to stare at each other, we all set up our workstations where the U?s come together, which almanbahis I prefer to the alternative of facing a wall or a corner.So you get the basic idea. In the ?U? next to me was Susanna, one of the younger employees in this section. She sat in her ?U? with the back of her workstations toward the back of mine. Because of a post, there was about a four-foot gap between our U?s. Then the boredom set in. It was make-work time, so I got everyone started on catching up on stuff we normally didn?t have time for, like upgrading our training.We had some training software to keep us occupied while the network was being set-up so most of us were on our systems even though we had no Internet yet. We did handle a few customer service phone calls, but most of our work was online. So, please picture this, I was bored and my eyes kept leaving the screen. At some point, a flash of white caught my eye. When I realized what it was, I looked away quickly.Susanna liked shorts skirts and she certainly has the legs for them. But because of the gap between our tables, I had a view under my screen right into her lap. Between the shadows, the white of her panties was like someone waved a flag within my view. I don?t know about you, but my eye kept being drawn toward those flashes. I debated telling her about it, but it was sort of embarrassing to think about it. For some silly reason,*some little kids rhyme kept*coming to mind:?I see London, I see almanbahis yeni giriş France, I see Susanna?s underpants!?OK, so no biggie. At least I thought at the time. The problem was that without more work, she kept flashing me without realizing it and I kept looking. What was the weirdest part is I am not gay! I just couldn?t stop. Susanna is lovely, slim with a nice figure, long legs, and the most beautiful long black hair that everyone notices. But those flashes drew my eyes without me having to move my head. By the end of that first day, I was a distracted mess. That night, I kept seeing those flashes of bright white in my dreams!When I woke, I felt awful because I didn?t sleep well.All I could really hope for was Susanna would wear a longer skirt, but as I sat there trying to wake up, I realized she almost always wore short ones until the weather cooled off. I should have told*her, but then she would realize I saw*her for an entire workday and didn?t say anything. I was afraid of what she might think!It was just about as bad the next*day. I tried to spend some time working with others on the training material. I wasn?t the official boss, but I was there the longest and had the most experience. The others didn?t really need me, but I had to stay away from my desk because Susanna was wearing pink knickers today.The view right along the top of her tanned thighs went straight towards that flash of pink. A few times almanbahis giriş she sat with her slightly legs parted and the pink was like a signal flag to my eyes. The color and movement kept drawing my gaze. I felt bad, but couldn?t seem to stop.That went on for several weeks. Finally, the network was in and we got busy. There was a group that stayed at our last location to cover support hadn?t realized it would be so long, those folks had worked their asses off. The manager gave them a few days off as thanks for working over and above. It meant our workload was good and heavy and I had less time to play innocent voyeur.But it didn?t stop completely. I learned she prefers pastels and had a wide selection of panties, often not repeating a color for seven or eight days. While I didn?t get to look as often as when we weren?t busy, I was starting to look forward to it. It was like playing a game, ?What color would she have on today?? I almost always guessed wrong.Today the game changed. There was something I had noticed about Susanna in our last location. Every once in a while, she would shiver. The air-conditioning was pretty chilly, so getting a chill wasn?t unusual. I learned today she wasn't always shivering, if she was shivering at all. Let me explain, a flash of blue caught my eye, a lovely light blue.Her thighs were parted, so I could see what amounted to a stripe of blue with a triangle going up under her skirt. She didn?t move for a few minutes and then I saw something dark. It took me a moment to realize it was a finger. She was touching herself. Her hand was still, but her finger was doing tight circles and rubbing back and forth just a little bit.