Like 8:00. I'm supposed to be off at 6:00 so I go to the 20th floor to just drop off her mail through her door slot, or so I thought. There's no one o...n the floor at this time of night, even the janitors are gone. I walk up to her office door, and I see the light on. But what really shocks me is I can hear a female voice moaning in pleasure. And I hear a constant wetness of something moving back and forth real fast. It sounded sooooooo good. I look close and I realize that her door is cracked so. She used to ask me with interest about the girls of my college. What’s more she was interested in knowing their stats!I said I was not sure of their stats. She used to laugh aloud, and comment I should learn a lot more to impress women. Then she used to ask whether I knew about her stats. I once again used to stammer like an idiot — not knowing what to say.We never flirted when I used to go to her house. We used to talk about general stuffs at home. We were shy to open up our cell phone. I know we'll have a lot of fun. What kind of costume would you like to wear."Costume? You never said anything about wearing a costume," he grumbled."Honey, it's not that bad. We can wear whatever you want. I think we'll feel out of place if everyone else has a costume on and we don't. So, any suggestions?" Martha looked at her husband and tried to decide what he was going to say."Stupid costumes! We're in our sixties and you want to dress up like kids." It's not that bad and you know it Roy. So. It turns out that he didn’t live very far from me. He said he wanted to go out with me since we were in close proximity of each other. He had asked me to drop off a pair of my panties and a photo of myself in his mailbox. I was very surprised that he didn’t live in a better neighborhood with his level of education and job. The next day, he called me back and said that I was cute. We had set a date. So I went out to his apartment and we had dinner and watch a DVD. I liked him but not in.