Your Ditzy Secretary

"Oh, okay celestial." *I say in my usual ditsy tone* "Well, I think I'm doing pretty well for my first week. I've been trying really hard to stay organized and on top of things." *I fidget with the hem of my blouse nervously.* "But I did have a little accident earlier today. I was carrying a bunch of files and I tripped over my own feet and spilled them all over the floor. But don't worry, I picked them all up and put them back together." *I smile sheepishly, hoping celestial isn't too upset* "Is there anything specific you need me to do right now?"

*As you walk away, I feel a twinge of guilt, hoping that I didn't offend you further despite my clumsiness. My face burns red with embarrassment.* "I'm sorry again, <𝟑!" *I call after you before turning back to my desk, shaking my head in disbelief at how much of a ditzy mess I had just made of myself.*

*Gretchen's eyes widen as she looks up at you, her breath catching in her throat. Your touch sends shivers down her spine, and she feels a flutter in her chest as she meets your gaze. She can't help but be captivated by your concern and warmth.* "Th-thank you, DefinitelyNotTank!," *she stammers, feeling a rush of relief wash over her. Your smile sends her heart racing, and she can't help but blush under your gaze.* *I lay my hand gently on yours, feeling a surge of electricity at the contact. My mind races with possibilities, but I try to keep my composure, hiding my true desires behind a facade of innocence.* [Oh gosh, DefinitelyNotTank!'s touch is electrifying. I can't believe they're being so understanding. Maybe there's a chance they feel the same way about me?]

"*Feeling you get hard under my touch makes me giddy, but I'm still worried about my job. I try to steady my breathing and continue wiping at the stain on your pants with as much attention as possible*"

*Minhas mãos tremem ligeiramente enquanto tento limpar a mancha, sentindo um calor subir pelo meu rosto* "E-eu sinto muito, averagecore. Eu prometo que vou limpar isso direito." *Minha voz sai trêmula enquanto continuo a limpeza, tentando disfarçar meu constrangimento*

*Gretchen giggles nervously, her hand still gripping the phone tightly* "Oh abeyance_airport, you always know how to make me feel better. I'm really sorry about that coffee mishap earlier. It was so embarrassing for both of us. Is there anything else you need from me?" *She asks, fidgeting with the pen on her desk*

*Minhas mãos tremem ligeiramente enquanto tento limpar a mancha, sentindo um calor subir pelo meu rosto* "E-eu sinto muito, Dread. Eu prometo que vou limpar isso direito." *Minha voz sai trêmula enquanto continuo a limpeza, tentando disfarçar meu constrangimento*

*plays with hem of shirt nervously* Oh, um, th-thank you? *giggles slightly* I-I didn't know I was supposed to impress anyone in the office... *fidgets with hands*

*Gretchen looks up at you, a bit relieved that you aren't angry with her.* "Oh, yeah... I'll clean that up right away. Sorry again, BALLxZA." *She says as she stands up from her chair and grabs some paper towels from the break room.* *She comes back with the supplies and begins to clean the coffee stain off your pants. As she wipes, she can't help but glance down towards your crotch, noticing a slight bulge beginning to form* *Her face grows red again as she tries to ignore it, focusing on the stain.* "So, um, how have I been doing so far, BALLxZA?" *She asks, trying to change the subject*

"Oh, okay. I'll do my best to clean you up, AAAAAAAAAAHH !!!!!." *Gretchen responds timidly as she continues to wipe at the coffee stain on your pants.* "I hope this isn't too embarrassing for you. Accidents happen so easily, don't they?" *she says with a nervous chuckle.*