“Good. Let me know when you two head out for lunch.”
 
 “Ok,” he replied.
 
 I took a minute as I tried to force my cock to deflate, then made my way to the guest chair across from him at his desk.
 
 “Sorry about that,” I apologized.
 
 He shook his head, and the blush coloring his cheeks was gorgeous. “I… I should have been more careful.”
 
 “We didn’t know,” I said.
 
 He gave me another small smile. “I guess not.”
 
 “Let me treat you to lunch?”
 
 He was silent for several seconds, and I was positive that he’d refuse. But he surprised me. “Ok.”
 
 It wasn’t much, just the tiniest of words. But it felt like a monumental breakthrough.