"Uh, no, no problem with that.  No problems at all really..." he stammers as she asks him her questions.  Did she just flash me?  No way, he thinks to himself.  He shakes his head and tries to clear the fog from it that this exotic woman has clearly caused... He also tried to think of something else besides what he could swear was her mo that had flashed before his eyes.  He lay down upon the table and prayed his erection would fade before she turned around, but damn, her but was curved just right as well... He groaned inwardly as he noticed his pants tenting, his erect pole straining to be free.<br/><br/>Well, there you go you great lummox. You are now going to piss off the one person who can sew your ass back together when you get it shot off.  Good Job. I hope you are proud of yourself, he mentally chided himself.  He had seen plenty of women, talked with plenty of women, and even slept with a few of them, willingly.  But he didn't know what it was about this one that seemed to exude sensuality. Sexiness oozed from her body like the very air she breathed out was full of 'fuck me' juice...  And here she comes... great.  His head slumped against the table as he waited for the childish remark and subsequent berating from this gorgeous woman.