I had taught my wife to love how she looked, to feel sexy, to pay attention to attention she gotr from men, to dress attractively and sexily.

Her one fear was the actual talking to a man and getting interest. I think we all fear this. As a man I can recall that terror of rejection every single time I went to talk to a girl. I have been with the same girl 30 years and married 20 of those. If I had to date today I'd probably feel the same.

So I made a plan.

On one occasion the HR Manager (who reports to my wife) and is a black lady told me how at the end of a meeting my wife and the other ladies in the HR Department (basically all black girls) had embarked on a small talk chat about which was the sexiest man on the company EXCO (Wife is on EXCO).

Wife had just sat there smiling and listening whilst the girls- eventually one of the ladies worked up the courage to ask my wife which one of the EXCO members she thought was the sexiest.

After some thought she said "I actually think I is the hottest guy on EXCO. He obviously takes care of his body, has big arm muscles like my husband, always smells like expensive cologne and dresses really nicely"

HR Manager: "But Mrs he is black!
Wife: "He also has a loving wife and beautiful kids... You just asked me which EXCO members I thought was the sexiest man."

I asked my wife.

Yes she thought I was still the sexiest man on EXCO. She actually liked going to talk to him in meetings because he was always attentive and listened to her input. You don't often get legal types who care about reputation and marketing.

I expressed the view it would be great to inadvertently flirt with him and see how he reacted.

Wife filled with confusion. Doesn't really know how to flirt. Told her she was going to do EXACTLY what I said and NOTHING more.

If he took umbrage she could feign complete innocence and if he reacted positively she knew she could flirt and she could pretend he misread her body language and took the cues she gave out of context or something.

So this is how it played out.

Monday

 Clothing worn. Simple 1950s dress with low cut front wearing her push up bra. Goes to see I on some pretext or another. Stand in front of the desk. Leans forward onto elbows on his desk. Talks to him and looks at the document. Every now and then steals a small glance at I and where he is looking. I can't keep his eyes of the alabaster cleavage in the white lacy bra and struggles to participate in the conversation. She asks him some inane questions about the document content and he mumbles and struggles to concentrate. She asks him if she should come back tomorrow because she can see heis preoccupied with other work. He gratefully accepts her proposal.

Tuesday

Time for tight jeans with a loose fitting top with a red matching push up bra. Yet again the cleavage is displayed prominently. She takes the document back to him and this time walks in, goes to the side of his desk and leans over onto the desk with her elbows and starts to discuss the document content. I is a little more composed and has some answers. He still can't control where his eyes go. And she can hear him breathe quite heavily and seem flustered. When she's done he has suggested some changes to the document and she says she will do the changes and bring it back for him to recheck to make sure she didn't lose the legal meanings. She leaves. She has practiced the "model walk" and so she swayes her hips and butt side to side as she slowly walks out but does not turn till the door when she quickly glances over her shoulder. His eyes are literally ogling her butt.

Wednesday

Tight jeans, tight top.

Same document to "check changes" - all legitimate work.

This time she goes to stand next to him. But with some distance between them. Elbows on desk, stick butt out, arch back, while talking to him, start to casually sway butt side to side. I handles this well initially, thinking the temptation is over.  Until he notices the butt encased in tight stretch denim swaing aimlessly side to side. Sheaudibly hears him swallow, and his breathing gets tense and shallow. Sjhe even notices a little tremble in his fingesr as she points out changes she made to him. He makes inane comments and suggests changes she knows are not required. She casually sashays out the office, swaying the butt like the model walk.

Thursday

Ante up!

Cargo pants which are a bit lower on the hip, red lace thong, tight top.

She goes to his office.

Sashays in and takes position on his side of the desk next to his chair. She sidles up close to his chair. She's wearing a just sprayed on perfume per my instructions. He can't miss it. She leans foreward onto the desk, elbows down and starts to show him his changes. As she bends the top of her tiny red lace thong whale tails out of her cargo pants. Her tight top is just below waist height so her bare skin is visible. She actually hears him gasp. He can't concentrate for shit. He's incoherent and she says she can see him trembling though making no effort to move away from her. He breathes harshly through his mouth. She asks him if he is okay... He mumbles something about a busy day. Shesays okay,  stops then and starts to walk out. She doesn't pull the cargo pants up so the thong is still visible. She sways her hips. Model walk. Over her shoulder she sees him ogling.

She stops at the door, leans on it, and looks over her shoulder so he still has a view.

At the door she stops and asks

So shall I email this to you tonight or rather see you in person tomorrow?

In person he immediately  responds.

There's Exco meeting on Friday so not in the morning.

Yes... maybe the afternoon, I need to be able to... think... uh ... concentrate you know... so maybe roud 4pm when almost everyone is gone and we can... uh... work in private... will that be okay?

Suits me perfectly... see you later...

Wife to me: He is definitely interested. He's definitely going to put a move on me tomorrow. I can just tell.

Me: And how do you feel about that?

Powerful, exhilirated and terrified.

 Okay so tomorrow back to the dresses. The one with the pleats in. Stand close to him, thigh right up against thedesk chair. See what happens.

Okay

She's almost breathless

Holy shit I think I seduced a rich married man in just a week with just my ass and tits.

That's flirting with what God gave you

I can't believe it... I'm actually wet...

Show me...

Friday

In the morning he confirms with her for 4 pm.

She loses her nerve.

I tell her to message me when she goes to him and I will call two minutes later and feign a family emergency.

She says he smiled when she arrived and asked her to close the door.

Then I called.

She had her easy out.

We spoke that night

He was for sure going to put a move on me

How can you know for sure

When I got there. Late in the afternoon told to close the office door, on his meeting table there was a bottle of booze and two glases, his jacket was off and his tie and he had unbuttoned his shirt. C'mon dude, he was for sure gonna try screw me.

Could it be something else?

Oh please... he should have reported me to HR or the other execs on EXCO for sexual harrassment by now but he did nothing. He even invited me to his office late on a Friday... I still can't believe how easy that was.

You're a weapon

What do you do on Monday?

Email the doc to him, apologize for Friday's early finish and avoid being alone with him. 

If he asks?

I'm going to pretend I don't know what he is talking about... wear the same clothes and make him think he imagined everything..

Good girl... a work colleague is a very bad idea.

I might go on conferences and things with him but I'll stick to other people. Make sure we're never alone together.

This is how I taught her to flirt using just body language. I said to her

Imagine how potent you can be if you talk to them.

I don't know how to do that though.

Would you like to try find out?

In real life?

No I can suggest something else. Something completely safe and no real life contact.

We can try... but first... I'm horny...