With outstretched hands, we walked towards one another. Both cocking our heads at the same moment. "Hi Jeff," "Hi Sarah." Greeting with chaste kisses ...n cheeks, we were about to embark on a little adventure. We walked over to a bench out of the way from the lounge area where we sat and exchanged some pleasantries. Was this the usual for those who had never met and yet were going to indulge in a wild fantasy? Were we nervous... yes. Excited... oh my yes. Were we sure... we thought so. Are you. He bought some carpet tack-strips --- thin wooden sticks slathered in sharp tacks used to lay new carpet --- and spray painted them grey. He waited until he could see her distinctive lights flashing upon the crest of the far hill as she peddled towards him. He set the spikes in the curve where she couldn’t see them and retreated into his garage.Luna’s eyes went wide as she espied the strips. She barreled into them and amazingly avoided most of them until the last strip caught her front tire as. She was having a good time and I felt that she liked me too, as she kept staring at me in between the conversation silences. We both were having wine and I was almost on my third glass and she was drinking her fourth.The wine had begun to show the effect as I ogled her breasts whenever I had the chance to. I tried very hard to control my hard on but was unable to do so. I thought she noticed it as she bent forward to pick up a magazine from the seat pocket, but I flushed those thoughts out of. The printing room was little, three machines and a photocopier. Very little room for one person let alone two. I never understood why William wanted his printer in this room rather than in his office. The amount of times he makes me get up to collect his printing in a day was ridiculous. I had silly ideas and dreamed like, 'maybe he liked to see me move around' but I checked and he never was watching me. Even when I could feel his eyes on me as I moved down the corridor, I knew it was my.