It's quite pathetic, really.

Today I had to catch up with a young female work colleague regarding a minor software issue. In this relationship it is my responsibility to solve theses types of problems. My colleague is easy to work with and although she must sometimes get frustrated with the software, she never shows it and always has an easy going attitude to any problems that arise. She is quite pretty and always greets me with a smile. Oh, and bye the way, she has quite large breasts.

Now as this is a professional relationship I try especially hard not to notice and try really hard not to look at her breasts. But it can be oh so hard. Today I was standing as she sat at her desk and showed me the problem on her computer. Now I certainly observed the problem on her screen and looked her in the eyes as I was discussing how we would resolve it. But there was one stage where she was looking something up and I was waiting. I just couldn't help it. I glanced down. She was wearing a fairly discreet V-neck top but from where I stood I could see the top of her breasts and as she was leaning slightly forward, I could see the space between her breast and her bra - a view I find really attractive. It's like holding an ice-cream in front of a child.

When I think about it, sometimes I think it's pathetic. But then again, maybe it's not really that much different from seeing a beautiful flower and admiring it. Hmmm. Something to think about.