Mr. Nichols was coming around his desk as David and Ms Johnson entered the office. Immediately, Mr. Nichols extended his hand saying, "Good morning Da...id, nice to meet you."David smiled, extended his hand saying, "It's nice to meet you Mr. Nichols." David, when it's just us managers let's keep it David, Jacquelyn, and Tom." Ok Tom, it is a pleasure to meet you. I am looking forward to working with you." Good, good. Sit down David, Sit down Jacquelyn. First, Jacquelyn, tell me your plans for. Then I was awake and the doorbell was ringing and ringing.I jumped out of bed and ran downstairs, pulling my dressing gown round me as I went. I opened the door.“Another drunken night?” asked Nicky, eyeing my dishevelled state. “I’ve been ringing this bell for ages.”“I refuse to answer leading questions, or to incriminate myself,” I said. “Actually, in the absence of my girlfriend I was thinking and didn’t get to sleep until very late.”“What were you thinking?” she asked, brushing past me into. I always used to have a hard-on looking at her.It was in last December (2019), when her husband went to Bengaluru for an office assignment and my parents also went to visit my grandparents in our hometown. Shreeparna came to our house and told me that as I was alone, I can have lunch at her house.When I went to my neighbour’s house, she was cooking in the kitchen by tying her saree pallu at her waist and my God, I cannot explain that view in words. I somehow controlled myself and switched on. . u can see the person from the reflection of the window. for a moment I dint understand but then I figured out that she was staring thru the window reflection n watching me… and well.. I started watching her too … a normal reaction for any guys and well.. call it intuition or something.. or she knew that v were seeing..she adjusted her saree pallu.. she was giving a clear view of her breasts… maannn.. I was like – whattttttt is going on..of course I was thanking the genius who made light and.