When she shook my hand, she held it just that fraction longer, staring at me as though almost undressing me and it was as if something passed between us. So, when she came and spoke to me asking me all about my life and how I enjoyed working for Karen I knew it was only a pretense, that what she really wanted, was sex. I could tell by the way her eyes roamed over my body and I must admit I was flattered.
It was because I knew it that I foolishly thought I had the upper hand. I thought I could have a bit of fun, keep her at arm’s length and boost my ego with the attention she was giving me but as the night wore on my feelings for her grew until having sex with her was the uppermost thought in my mind.