I was about to reply when the barman rang for last orders. We were both shocked at how the time had passed so quick. She got up to visit the ladies an... room and allowed my eyes to feast once more on her buxom body. She was wearing a tight black skirt which showed off her bum as she walked, a white blouse and black cardigan affording only a slight view off her bounteous treasures.I had fantasized about being unfaithful to Emily and did flirt form time to time but something was very different. Mr. Orlov handed me a clipboard and asked me to restock shelves. I quickly scanned the list of items and realized that I wouldn’t finish by noon. I let Mr. Orlov know, and then got to work. Four hours later, with only a brief break for a cup of coffee, I had completed about three-fourths of the items on the list. I handed the clipboard back to Mr. Orlov, with neat checkmarks next to each item I’d restocked, and a notation of how many of each item remained in inventory in the back room. He. I can remember she waved at me when coming back from the restroom as if to let me know she was returning. When she sat down she made sure she scooted over a few inches closer to me so that our knees were almost touching under the table. She offered me sips of her drink and I offered her sips of mine which she gladly leaned over me, rubbing her boobs against my chest as she picked up my glass and took a sip while keeping it perfectly parallel to the place that I had placed it down. It was around. She walks speaking softly, not talking about anything important, noticing him more then he knows. She can see the space between them is somewhat large and so she moves in to minimise it. She bumps him as she does although she doesn’t move back. She lets her arm brush his. Her hand grazes his. She looks at him just as he looks at her. They hold that gaze as she without hesitation slips her arm around his. He feels so nervous. She seems so comfortable and he wonders what she is feeling,.