" Do you want me to cook supper?" No. You're the birthday boy." Thanks, Lottë."Strains of a Chopin waltz drifted into the kitchen. Lottë opened up h...r laptop and then sat staring at it.'Twenty-nine from forty-five is sixteen, ' she thought. 'I know Daddy told me to find somebody younger but is sixteen years really too big an age gap? I don't want to live with anyone else though. I actually like his maturity. The trouble is he may think the age gap is too big. He's happy with me living here, at. .. or you won't?" “I can’t.” "OK, you can't. But what about me? What if I take full responsibility for breaking the rules on my own?" His gaze held mine for several moments, and my heart started to hammer unexpectedly, partially in shock that I hadn't shut him down immediately. What was I thinking? Before I could say another word, he leaned in, and my eyes widened, unable to find the willpower to move while he brought his lips to the curve of my neck. I felt his warm tongue move slowly over. She tells you the Dean is in a meeting but will talk to you when you are done. You sit down, hoping it won't be a long wait.In a few moments, the phone rings. The secretary answers, listens a moment, and says, "I'll be right there." She then opens the door to the Dean's office and explains that there is a problem with a moving truck parked in front of a fire hydrant. She is going to locate campus security and will be right back.In her haste to leave, she fails to shut the office door all the. I was wondering what would happen, if his fingers accidentally touched my breasts! The moment this fear came to my mind, my heart started throbbing. I was torn between embarrassment and arousal. I realized I was getting horny – my face was getting red, my eyes were burning, my pulse rate was increasing and I started getting a sexy sensation between my legs. I knew that given the employer-servant relationship between us, Bachchu would never dare to touch me there. But, somehow, at that moment,.