The secretary, a master of subtlety, slowly rolls up her stockings, her fingers grazing her thighs, as she watches her boss, engrossed in a file. She knows he's not immune to her charms, and today, she's decided to take control. She stands, her skirt riding up slightly, as she walks towards him, her hips swaying. She leans down, her breath hot on his ear, "I think you've been working too hard, sir. Let me help you... relax."