Every man has a weakness.  Nathan’s frailty was a woman dressed in silk opera gloves.  He blamed Rita Hayworth, after being transfixed by her in Gilda.  From then, the majority of his best wanking thoughts involved a woman seducing him wearing gloves.

This private fantasy had never materialized to anything more than a fantasy and so hadn’t been a problem; that is, until red headed Kristy arrived at his office. The new office manager was a tall elegant lady who was maybe ten years older than Nathan and had recently been divorced. She had noticed the supposedly happily married Nathan staring at her slim legs on numerous occasions, and in Nathan’s mind, he thought she was more than just aware her legs got a lot of attention.

One night, she called Nathan in to her office and asked him for a favour. Continue reading →