He’d be acceptable. Wait, what am I saying? Cheat on Sebastian? Never. But the letter didn’t propose cheating – or at least it was just an op...ion. A few erotic games aren’t being unfaithful. Is it? I was in a quandary. Tempted but afraid. I’d need to sleep on this.And then the second letter arrived the next day. “Dear Claudia:I’m sure my letter yesterday was a shock. It was meant to be. I want you wondering who I am, what you would do, where this would lead. All great adventures. ”“Remember how much time you and I spent together during the summer and all fall before we made love?” Annette asked. I nodded. “Fay and I haven’t had that kind of intimate time together. We’ve been close for years, but we have only kissed and touched each other when we were with you. When you and I made love, we’d been kissing and petting for months. We’d had orgasms together. You’d sucked on my little nipples and I rubbed your erection through your underwear. And even though we’d never done. I'd never helped her shop for any of my other presents so why should I know how she should go about getting this one. Like I said, it was a joke and I forgot all about it.Two months went by and then on the day of my birthday I stopped at the restaurant on my way home from work for breakfast. I ordered the blueberry pancakes and settled down to read the morning Rocky and about five minutes later Annie set my hotcakes down in front of me. I looked up from the paper and saw the she had put a lit. Healmost certainly worked for her now, likely a couple of levels below heron the organizational chart. Maybe she'd arrange a lunch sometime forher subordinates and invite him to see if he'd properly fall in linebehind her so Samantha could add him to the tally in the "who's theboss" game. Power had its privileges after all.In time, she finally spotted Samantha coming down the hallway with aportfolio in hand. Her skirt was swishing about her legs as she hurriedforward on strappy, peep toe,.