Monday morning, to work. To see her again. I was torn.  On the one hand I found her captivating. She was beautiful and there was barely a minute that I didn't think of her. On the other, the things she…

Emma was beautiful, intelligent and fun. And I was working late with her. At least I was trying to work, but I could hardly take my eyes from her breasts. Sometimes I thought she knew this. Other times she would pull at the collar of her blouse an