"Maybe I left it in my office." He rose and left the room, never glancing at her open robe. "For Christ sake! Damn it, damn it, damn it!" His curses e...choed from the open doorway down the hall. Elyse sighed, put her book on the floor beside the chair, gathered her robe around her, and went to help. She stood at his office door, listening to him rant and watching him tear though stacks of papers. "It must be here! It has to be!" He still hadn't looked at her. "I'm going to bed," she told him. He was my best friend. Time to raise a glass. I sat in my easy chair, looking alternately at my glass of Jack Daniels Single Barrel and then at the envelope in my lap. It was late. I’d done a bunch of research already on my latest project — I had four interns doing a new translation of one of the Dead Sea Scrolls and I was running the project and double-checking their work. Aramaic was a tough language to translate, and some of the Hebrew scrolls also had tricky passages, written in a. MIL said I needed to stretch and she did the same on the other side.I can feel me getting hard as a rock by now and worried she will freak out if I turn over. Right then she tells me to ?turn over? but I hesitate, knowing I have a raging hard on but she says ?don’t worry about your dick showing, I have seem more of them than you have in my line of work so turn over?.OK, I ease over and my cock springs up into plain view. She says ?it seems like you like our massage session, we will have to do. “Later that week we were all told to meet in the board room for the introductory meeting and hold a kick-off. A meet and greet sort of thing and then receive our assignments. That is when I guess you can say the trouble started. As soon as he walked in I was awestruck. It was an instant attraction. I felt like I was hit with lighting. I saw YOU. I saw you just as you were when you were thirty years old. He had the same hair, same face, and same mannerisms. It was like I was transported back in.