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During the first couple of weeks at my job, my hot ass boss (at the time) would call me to her desk to show me how to do something. One day I had an URB (Unidentified Random Boner) and thought "Please don't call me to your desk", and of course she did. I got to her desk and stood next to her while she was sitting down.
If she had looked to the right I would of stabbed her eye out with my raging yogurt slinger. I quickly grabbed a couple of papers so I could "take some notes" and put them in front of my wang.
Damn, she was hot.
Who knows, it could have been a "Dear Penthouse" letter.
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