Mr Daniels is a very busy man. We share an office and each day I watch him as he bounces between catching up with the endless emails he receives and questions being thrown his way from other colleagues, all whilst trying to start the neverending list of tasks he’s got. Being his PA, I try to make sure his day is balanced well, that he’s not interrupted too much and manages to take breaks when needed, but it’s not always easy.I’ve had the hots for Mr Daniels ever since I started at the company; just shy of six-foot-tall with blond hair and an athletic build, he’s got the eyes of a number of girls in the office staring at him on a daily basis. They often say things to me like, “Oh what I wouldn’t do to be in a room alone with him,” and, “You’re so lucky you get to work so closely with him, I’d be exploding by now.”I’ve often fantasised about what it would be like to just get the nerve to close the office door, lock it, and have him take me on his desk. Sometimes he’ll catch me in one of those daydreams and I’ll be all flustered. I try to wear attire that would catch his eye and I swear I’ve seen him looking at me when I’ve gone to pick something up off the floor or when I walk out of the door.I look at my computer and realise it’s close to his next meeting so I say, “Mr Daniels, it’s time for your midday meeting with Accounting. They’re waiting for you in room 2A.””Please tell them I’ll be another ten Bostancı Escort minutes, Kat, I need to get this email sorted before I get distracted by another pointless meeting.”I make my way over to the meeting room and knock on the door until I hear Dorothy tell me to enter. As soon as I walk in, I say, “I’m sorry, but Mr Daniels is going to be ten minutes late, he’s just tied up with something and apologises for the delay to the start of this meeting.””He’s avoided this meeting for the last three weeks! Please tell him if it doesn’t happen today, we’ll have to continue without his input,” Dorothy says.I nod and walk out of the room and back to the office. As I enter the room, Mr Daniels looks up from his laptop and I say, “They’ve asked that you attend this meeting or they’ll have to continue without your input. I don’t think they’re best pleased you’ve missed it the last few times they’ve set it up.””Do they not understand I have a business to run? I can’t be in meetings all day, every day, at a drop of a hat, just for them!” he yells. “They do my head in! This meeting doesn’t need me, I’ve told them this before, but they insist on inviting me and waiting for me to turn up. Just tell them to continue as they are and leave me out of it.”His yelling gets me all tingly, it always does. I go back to the meeting room to inform the team of Mr Daniels’ decision. They don’t seem too Escort Bostancı happy and grumble as I leave the room.I get back to my desk and continue with my work. After about thirty minutes, Mr Daniels stands up with his car keys in his hands and says, “Well, seeing as though I don’t have a meeting over lunch, I suppose I’m free to actually take a break today. Do you fancy coming with me to grab a bite to eat, Kat? Not for too long, though, I do have a lot of things to get through today.”His invitation to join him catches me off guard. I’ve never been asked to go out for lunch with him, let alone be in his car. The thought of being taken out somewhere by my boss is quite exciting.I grab my bag and make sure I have my purse inside. “Don’t worry about that, Kat, lunch is on me. It’s about time I give you something back for putting up with me for this long,” he says, and opens the door, waiting for me to leave. As I leave the room, his hand gently touches the small of my back and I feel flutters in my stomach.Mr Daniels could just be being a gentleman but my mind is now racing to the idea that he wants to touch me and all sorts of thoughts go through my mind. So much so, as we reach his car I nearly miss him saying to me, “I know a great little cafe not too far from here, just up on the hills, brilliant views of the countryside. Not seen anyone else from here go there, to be honest.”I Bostancı Escort Bayan slide into the passenger seat of his car. It’s so low down that as I get into the seat, my skirt rides up to show more of my thigh than I had intended. I quickly try to rectify it but the way I have to sit, it’s not moving back down well and so I keep my hands on the rim to stop it from moving back up. Mr Daniels gets into the car and notices this and I see his face go slightly red. “These seats are a little low but it’s what you pay for when you get a BMW,” he says.He starts the engine and drives off, one hand on the wheel, the other on his leg, on our little journey to get some food. I notice his car is an automatic and must have cost a fortune but I suppose you can afford it when you run your own company.We’re on the country lanes with hardly any cars in sight. We sit in silence for a moment or two, not sure what to say to each other. However, I keep catching him looking at my legs and it’s making my heart flutter.I don’t know what makes me do this but I start to move my hand away from my legs, causing the skirt to rise again and letting it sit where it wants to, exposing more of my legs. I hear him gulp and give him a quick glance and see him staring back and forth between the road and my legs.Mr Daniels breaks the silence by saying, “I’m going to open the window a little, get some air in here, it’s suddenly got a lot hotter.” I feel the breeze instantly and move my body slightly to feel it across my legs. “How about some music?” he asks, and his hand moves to the middle console to switch on the radio. However, his fingers manage to graze across the side of my leg and I shudder.