His hand remained between my legs. He whispered into my ear, “How long have you been wearing tights”? You make me feel very sexy wearing them, pit... I have n’ t got a skirt to put you into. What was this man saying? It had a profound effect on me. God did I get an erection or what, he look down at the bulge in my trousers. So lover how long have you been wearing tights for? I gulped and said “not very long”. He then moved his hand off the gear lever and onto my raging erection. His finger found. I dried my hair and wrapped it with a towel before leaving the room just as nude as I had entered. I thought about putting on some clothes then i had an even naughtier thought. I went down the hall to Robert's room to see what he and Leslie had been up to all this time. I knocked on the door and asked, "Can I come in?" Not waiting for a response I opened the door and saw Leslie and Robert intertwined on the bed. They were in each other's arms with their legs wrapped together. They were just as. Some of our work was very sensitive. I had been out in the field, so to speak, in Bosnia and knew that some of what could compromise us right here in the states, affected us to our detriment there. To wake up those that worked at the computers, I sent a memo around and informed everyone to upgrade the safety software and install the appropriate firewall and passwords. Two days later, I sat in my office and hacked into sixty percent of the systems. Three days later I had it down to seven percent. ‘If you have to ask what the honey is for, all the tension and build up in this room is wasted, don’t you think,’ her voice by now had a distinctive quaver to it.‘Be creative, let your fantasies unfold and run riot, Anne. Your husband is hours away and not even thinking about you. I was frightened of being bored witless at this seminar. If you like my arse so much you can kiss it - later. First you have to get me interested. Really interested.’ By now Carol was sure Anne was at the point of no.