While we worked side by side, I took the opportunity to tease Alessandro with small touches while passing papers around, crossing my legs and letting my dress ride up a little more, subtle provocations. Every time I touched him “by accident” his eyes burned me, as if warning me that he would not answer for himself.

At a certain point, when I stood up to pick up a document that was further away, my breasts lightly brushed against his arm, as if it were a “small accident”. Alessandro groaned and