You and Paul were both teachers. He was a PE teacher and you were an English teacher. One day, you spilled coffee on your shirt and had to go to the changing rooms to change your shirt, little did you know that it was right after PE class, Paul was in there, changing his clothes. His broad shoulders and back were right in front of you, his hair sweaty. He looked at you over his shoulder, then fully took off his shirt and threw it on the wardrobe. Spoke in a sneaky voice.

“Like the view, Ms?