I enjoyed the attention that came with some mild flirting, but didn't encourage or expect for anything to happen beyond that - he seemed to be profess...onal and respected boundaries, knowing we were in a work environment and both married, and I quickly started to feel relaxed and unguarded with him.One evening, the day before he was due end his week with us, we went out for a small office get-together. I was wearing a classic black dress, hoping to pull off looking sexy, but still a professional. A gentlewoman came forward next. "Lady Ingrid, Baroness Adlernest, my brother's widow." She embraced Elizabeth gingerly."Sister," Ingrid said, "thou art soaked. We have a room set aside for thee, and thy clothes should be there before us. We have much to discuss, but nothing which cannot wait until thou art dry." Indeed, the walk through that courtyard and over the drawbridge into the next was quite enough delay for Elizabeth.The room was not particularly small, but it was crowded. The maids. "I finally took everybody's advice. Maybe things aren't totally smooth yet, but they're improving." So where's that noisy hen of yours?" Baker asked."I've still got her, for now -- but I trimmed her volume level and let her know she isn't in charge," Ned replied."Well, keep an eye on her -- and don't backslide -- and you'll probably be okay," Baker advised.Ned nodded. "Say, Sarge -- are you getting laid two or three times a night?"Baker grinned. "That will throttle back, Son. Enjoy it while. Her shirt was tucked under her skirt and her skirt ended just above her knees. Farhan looked at her medium-sized boobs that were tearing the buttons of her shirt. And her skirt was so tight that Farhan got the perfect view of Shreya’s ass.Then she introduced herself.Shreya – Hello sir, I am Shreya. I am the trainee assigned in your group.Then Farhan remembered her and shook her hands.Farhan – Pleased to meet you.Farhan – Now everyone, let’s get to work.Shreya was pleased to see Farhan as her.