Her back was an invitation in itself

Sculpted to perfection

And her dents played along 

With the rhythmic elegance 

She was the only woman at the office

Who graced saree

Men lusted

While women envied

Unbothered, with all the attention

She earnestly focused on her work 

Until I proposed her with an indecent offer

During one of the meetings 

When she had come to my cabin to chart out my schedule

I want to see your bare back, I said casually 

She looked at me calmly 

No rage or flustered

For a long time, we both weighed each other

The air thick and heavy with anticipation 

She went ahead and locked the door 

A lump formed in my throat 

When she removed her blouse

Her back against me

Unhooking her bra, she posed before me

Her back, was indeed a work of art

A canvas that didn't need any colour 

Just a beauty in itself 

Minutes rolled 

I tried to capture as much of her essence 

She became proper 

After that we continued our professional discourse 

Ss if nothing ever happened. 

©LR