"I wasn't sure you'd show up", I said. He laughed out loud and told me that there was no way he was passing up a home cooked dinner from a beautiful w...man he'd met in a supermarket. "Worst case scenario; dinner is terrible, and we never see each other again. Best case? We have breakfast in the morning." I laughed and directed him into the house. I finished lighting the grill, and walked back in the kitchen to see him leaning against the counter, beer in hand. He pointed at mine on the counter. “Sure! You got a problem with that?” “Well, no…” I paused “…but I’m not, I can’t, I mean, you know it won’t…” She laughed. “No, I know. You wear that, and I’ll wear just my little leopard bra and panties, and we can spend the afternoon touching and teasing and admiring each other, and just being together.” “Oh. Well when you put it like that…” So that’s what we did. We cleaned up first because we both had a fair amount of cum and other sundry juices on us, and had gotten a bit sweaty rubbing on. The rest of my group was out hunting, I was taking my turn as guard and lookout."Over yonder," she chattered, pointing west, toward the hills as she fell into my arms, "Hessians."I pulled a black coat out of my bag and gave her my pair of spare, wool stockings and then found some small boots in the pile we had accumulated, and she soon led me back to her small farm house, a half-mile or so away. Four horses were tied out front."My ma and my sister are hiding in the shed, least they were," she. Besides, T worked in a window office. Sasha’s office was down the hall from T. No matter how she felt about T, Sasha could never tell him about it. It was too risky. She had to ignore the tingling in her body whenever T’ s brown eyes locked on to hers. Their boss had made it very clear to everyone in the office: The government had a zero-tolerance policy when it came to sexual harassment. Merely paying someone a compliment was enough to get you a reprimand; asking them out on a date could.