I was thankful that you seemed to approve of the dress and I was feeling very relaxed. I giggled gleefully when you told me to twirl around for you and I felt like a model as I turned for your inspection.

As if in slow motion, I felt the turbulence hit and felt myself falling as I completely lost my balance. There was nothing I could do to stop it and I landed in an uncerimonious heap at your feet.

My face flooded red with embarrassment and I looked up at you with wide eyed shock. I started to stammer our an apology, "Oh....oh no, Mr. Mason....I...." and then I realized that my hand was resting on your crotch. My embarrassment renewed and I immediately tried to grab my hand away.

I felt your hands grab onto me and thankful, I went to rise but it was almost as if you were holding me there. But that's not possible, I thought, trying to toss the idea from my head and focus on getting up instead. I felt like I was full of lead and I looked up at you again.

You were looking directly into my eyes and a new heat flooded through me as I could see something there that I couldn't quite place. I felt uncomfortable and something else, all together unfamiliar all at once. I grew indignant at your blatant once over of me as your eyes travelled down my body but just as quickly as the feeling came, it passed, and it was again replaced by the unfamiliar heat.

I flushed with embarrassment as your eyes returned to mine and you helped me up.

I quickly turned away, trying to regain my composure and get my feelings under control. I didn't know what was happening to me. Was it possible that my boss had just given me a very obvious once over? It couldn't be? And what was with this undeniable feeling of heat that was burning inside me. I shook my head and turned back to face you, putting on a brave face that really did nothing to hide my obvious confusion, I realized quickly that I couldn't face you and I lowered my eyes to the floor.

"Oh Mr Mason, I am so sorry, Sir. I don't know what happened.....I..." I let my voice trail off as I stood there. I found myself hoping that you were not angry with me and then, with some surprise, I realized that I was also hoping with all my might that you were pleased with what you saw when you raked your eyes over my body.