I’ll just stop by Steff’s office and fill her in on what’s happening in my department.”“Yeah, you do that. And call me if I can help with an...thing, Okay?”“You bet. See you in a couple of weeks.”Merlin gathered up a few personal things from his office and stuffed them into his briefcase before tapping on Steffany Thomas’ door.His knock was answered with terse, “Enter at your peril!”He peeked around the door and asked, “Bad time?”The attractive head of marketing looked up and laughed, “Oh, hi. It was disconcerting to say the least but Honey saw an element of humor in the performance not really caring what the sour-faced old man thought about her activities behind enemy lines."Mrs. Weston, it is Mrs. Weston I see. Looks like you have decided to abandon the married name of Peabody for your maiden name. Does it feel any different being a Weston rather than a Peabody?"Honey was beginning to think the older man was a bit addled but she struggled to respond without using her usual caustic. She turned to me and had a mischievous look in her eyes. I love that look. That look always means that she is going to do something to me that she knows I'm going to like…a lot.She turned her head back to the movie, but her hand kept traveling upwards. Her hand stopped just below where my leg meets my crotch, and started stroking along the crease there. At this point, I was glad that I wasn't wearing any underwear, because it started to get a little tight in my pants. She turned to look at me. "I need to think about this." She turned to leave, stopped, and said, "There's groceries in the back seat. Go bring them in."I kicked of the heels and stood, to get changed and heard, "I didn't say you could change!" Huh?" You said you liked the rush you get from the fear of getting caught, so let's see how going out to the car still dressed affects you!" But..." No buts. Put the heels back on and do as I said, or your mother will be the first person I call."Having no other choice, I scurried.