I usually wear boxer briefs -- i prefer large, but with some of my slacks I have to wear medium or else it shows. Today, I wore slacks that I thought I could wear larges with. However, I ran into a rather attractive co-worker in the lobby cafe. I sneakily paid for her breakfast, and when she found out, she told me that the next breakfast would be on her. It was 100% innocent, but the way she said it just gave me an immediate hard-on. I mean, i could feel the tension it was producing against my slacks. I willed myself not to attract any (more) attention to it by adjusting or walking funny, and we walked back into the elevators, and caught one for just the two of us. We had a rather nice conversation in the elevator, and I kept my eyes locked on hers, not only so that I wouldn't look down, but to notice if she looked down as well. (I didn't see her look down, but I did have to turn away to press the floor buttons, so I can't be sure.) When she left the elevator, I looked down to see a huge bulge and a very detailed outline. I had to go to the Aquafina machine and put a cold bottle of water against my crotch just to get it to go down.
Damn.
-Z