She had simply responded ‘Yes Sir.’ She had heard him coming down the hall. He walked into her office and closed the door behind him. He looked ...ight through her for just a moment, seeing the fear, the excitement, the desire. He walked to her desk and said only, ‘If you have to stop say ORANGE.’ She looked down a moment then up into his eyes ‘Yes Sir.’ Rachel could see the fire of lust billow in his eyes. Scott glanced at the small window looking out into the office and knew they could be. So we decided to meet the next day at her place. Both of us took leave from our respective offices. She asked me what she should be wearing for which I suggested that she should be wearing a saree and her room should be decorated like a first night room.She sent me her location on WhatsApp and asked me to be at her place sharp at 10.I followed the location and I went there. She told me to park the bike in the road end and walk to her place.I went as directed and reached her house. She was. Around 2am my sister had had enough and decided she would head to bed. She told us we would be sleeping on the living room floor, but she brought us a foamy mattress, a blanket and some pillows. My sisters boyfriend kindly donated his large shirt to my girl so she could sleep comfortably. Sally stripped down to her underwear and slipped the shirt on, we made out briefly but she was clearly drunk and I could already tell I wouldnt be getting any action tonight. Nothing is more frustrating than. Emma gave another round of panicked knocks on the door; no such luck though. She turned to him as he walked towards her.“Uh, hi Mr. Lehrmann. Yes, it’s me, Emma,” she said. I could see through the peep hole that she was blazing red in the face. Her hands were doing little to cover up the enormous amount of flesh she had showing.“What ... why are you out here naked?” he asked, pronouncing “naked” as “neck-ed”.“Um, I, um,” she said, stammering to come up with something plausible. Presumably, she.