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I’m feeling very blessed today. Finally, I’m able to be sexy at work BECAUSE I’m NSFW (not safe for work)  I have to pinch myself  when I think about my sexy work! It certainly is a dream job. Maybe not for everyone, but I think for me. I’ve struggled on and off for years trying to be appropriate. I was often considered NSFW. Always quick with the sexual innuendo, the tease and joke. All with a glimmer in my eye urging you to take the bait. Some did, some didn’t. If I had a dollar for every time I thought I was being cute, only to be scolded by a breathless woman hissing out “Erika!” I wouldn’t have to work at all!

But now, when I’m naughty I might hear something along those same breathless lines of “Erika” but they are not scolding me. I love it and I love what I do.

Sexy

You see, I wasn’t being a tease or a flirt for the sex, specifically. I just wanted to play. I wanted to see your reaction. It just came naturally to me. I delighted whenever I said something a bit sexual in nature when in a group of people, and witness the various responses! Some women would shoot a scorned look my way, men with their ladies would have a millisecond of delight at my comment then quickly correct themselves and look away or down as they realized their “not so open” wives might see them enjoying a tease from such a sexy lady. People are so ruled by what they think society expects from them, even the ones who want to joke back, who want to be more forward with me decline, when in a crowd.

But I wait, I know. I purposely find myself apart from the others, knowing you will come. Knowing when no one else can hear, no one else can judge you, will expose yourself to me.

NSFW

I had co-worker that asked me when we found ourselves alone at work. Erika, did you mean that? Smiling I’d say “Mean what?” with a wink. “You know”, he’d stammer, “In the lunch room, about men in panties?”

Oh, that was yesterday, I totally forget what that was all about, refresh my memory.”
He’d turn ten shades of red, and mumble never mind… and walk away.
Shoot, I pushed him too far, he wasn’t ready to repeat what I said. I’m really getting points for my NSFW award at the Christmas Party this year!  I understand, the words probably feel like molten lava on his tongue and he can’t bring himself to say the words out loud. I remember exactly what I said and in what context.

Why I’m Not Safe For Work

But making you nervous, trying to tease the words from your lips, urging you to say out loud what you’ve only thought, turns me on. Oh, people think they are so opaque, that people can’t see through you. Maybe others can’t but I tend to pick up on things like that. Far from a mind reader, just being observant goes a long way: Why else would you wait over 24 hours and bring up a subject if you were not totally obsessing over it? Goof ball, I have your number!

The only question is: How far do you want to go? Just some sexy fun with silky things? Naughty play where you are quite satisfied just playing dress up and make up. Perhaps you want more? Do you want to experience sex like a girl?

Come-on, spill for me. Call me and tell me your naughty thoughts. Do they include girly things?
No?

What then, tell me. I want to talk dirty.