Miss Spencer was back in a moment with a kit of some kind. She got me some lemonade and cookies from and commented, “I don’t suppose these will r...uin the lunch of a boy who has been good this morning.” The snack was good and I was ready for it. I started on it, savoring the cookies when Miss Spencer took off her shoes and commenced to give herself a pedicure with me watching inches from her foot. I instantly got an erection as I understood what she was doing and I was mesmerized. I couldn’t. “Are you sure?” “I’m pretty sure. You’re so hot,” I said with a laugh and I realize I wasn’t exactly articulate at the moment. I was tipsy and horny as hell. Brad just laughed and nodded. Neither of us really knew the etiquette but we were pretty sure she was simply teasing us as part of the act. It didn’t occur to me, even though I had hoped, that her flirtations were actually an invitation. “Prove it,” she said with another wink. We both laughed again, but she nodded back down to his crotch. “Could you come in here, please?” “Of course Mr. Barns,” she said, practically bouncing into his spacious office. She moved fluidly to his desk, her eyes twinkling as she looked at him. “Kay, you do realize you’re supposed to be here at eight a.m., right?” She leaned in closer, her thighs pressing against his desk as she whispered, “Yes John, but since…you know…this weekend, and especially last night, I thought it would be alright to be just a wee bit late.” Her leaning form made the front of. What would they think of they knew he wasinto this?But a decision had to be made. He casually walked out into the hallwayunder the pretence of making some tea, spotting Charlize in Andrew'sroom head banging with headphones on her laptop. Maybe he could suit upand sneak out...Its now or never, he thought, trying to keep his shaking hands fromspilling hot water all over himself. He walked calmly into his room,shut and locked the door, and opened up the box. He'd taken a peekbefore, to see that it.