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Since, in the service and afterwards I had developed in to somewhat of a Lothario. When she finally decided to stop me from strolling down her assigned hallway and approached me on tit fuck the matter, before she could start admonishing me about it, I took her right into my arms and gave her a very light kiss and then turned and moved on to go to my lunch. As I looked back at her escape, I saw her stumble a couple of times and then pick up her very energetic and swift transit. I smiled to myself as I left the area. I didn’t see her for a couple of my work days, and then all of a sudden she showed up in the lunch room when I was beginning my lunch. She sat on the other side of the table, but was looking down on its surface, evidently trying to determine what I was about from my reflection in its polished surface, while being on guard to make a quick escape in case I made a move to assault her again. I made it my purpose to move very slowly and deliberately to ease her nervousness, and placed another sandwich like mine before her in its wax paper wrapping. I then began to eat mine, grateful because I had been bringing her a sandwich every time I worked since the ‘kiss,’ hoping that she would show up to eat it and save me from blowing up like a balloon by eating it myself. You see, I am one of those people that has no filter in regard to food, if it is there and ready to eat, I consume it with no regard to the consequences. That comes after I burp. But, after a brief moment of indecision, she took up the sandwich and as she bit into it, I saw the definite signs of a smile. She finally looked up to me when she took a sip from my chocolate milk carton, as she leaned back to partake with her eyes then aligned with my face. She also was enthusiastic at my halving and coring of the apple with her getting her half. After she finished her share of the apple, she rose to leave, without having said one word. As she was about to leave, I addressed her and said, “If you are waiting for an apology over domination the kiss, you will wait in vain.” And then while that rocked her back on her heels, “And thank you for sharing my lunch………….time with me.” I saw the corners of her mouth rise with that as she then made her escape from any more interaction with me. Over the next few times in public the hallways, she nodded as we passed, but skirted around me just in case I decided to get frisky with her again. And she would show up for lunch with me at least once a week. Finally on one night, when I placed the sandwich about half way between us instead of right before her, just to see her reaction to this, she short-armed it. So, I pulled back the chair next to me and motioned for her to take it. She looked into my eyes, surely to make sure that I wasn’t red-eyed in sexual lust and then moved around smartly to take the chair to my left. The one closest to the door! We shared our lunch together and I controlled myself and didn’t attack her in any way this time. This seemed to calm down her more fragile feelings about this and she seemed to relax then more in my presence than ever before. I decided to try the limits of this on our next hallway meeting and so when she approached me, I opened my arms and bid her to enter them. With only the slightest hesitation she moved forward and I took her into a very BDSM firm hug and backed off with my face to give her a very virginal kiss and then backed off. She just sort of vibrated in place and then slowly turned and went on her way down the hallway with no stumbling at all. 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