Jade Jantzen, the picture of professionalism, finds her composure crumbling as Lance Hart, her boss, enters the room, his eyes scanning her body, lingering on her legs. Jade, dressed in a conservative skirt and pantyhose, feels a throb between her legs as Hart approaches, his gaze intense. He leans in, his breath hot on her ear, "You look... distracting, Jade." She swallows hard, her heart pounding as Hart's hand trails up her thigh, the fabric of her pantyhose rustling under his touch. Jade's breath hitches, her nipples hardening as Hart's hand moves higher, cupping her through the fabric, his fingers pressing against her wetness. She bites her lip, her eyes fluttering closed as Hart whispers, "I think it's time we address this... distraction."