"Beth. I'm really sorry. I can't leave the home right now. If you want, you can come here and we can give the tax papers a quick once over. I don't want to take you away from anything on a Friday evening."
Beth hesitated for a moment.
" Are you there?"
"Yes Alexander. I'm here. Sorry. Yes. I can actually bring it up to you. I'll just explain it very quickly and then I'll be on my way."
"Are you sure? It's Friday night. You probably want to spend it with your friends or family."
Beth sort of lied.
"No friends. I'll be there in a few minutes."
Beth was greeted at the front door. He concealed his lower half behind the door.
"Alexander, are you OK?
"Nothing. I'm doing laundry, and I'm only wearing these old shorts that I can't wear in public. TOLD you we can wait until Monday!"
Beth's mouth went dry. "Oh OK. No big deal. Can I just come in and explain this to you?"
"Oh I'm sorry. Of course."
Beth thought to herself---no big deal. He has a pair of shorts on. No big deal. Beth stepped in ---his legs were muscular and he was just a sight in his loose-fitting boxerbriefs.
"Could you make sure these figures are correct? I've been having a hell of a time making sure today."
Alexander then sat down in the chair and Beth leaned into him as she opened her laptop for him. Alexander looked blankly at the numbers. Beth nodded and indicated her assessment by saying "Um hum" and "yes".
Then entire time she was watching the hole in his boxers. She decided to risk it and see how far she could go with this attraction she felt towards this beautiful man.
Beth brushed the back of Alexander's calf and she kept staring at the hole in his boxers. She got a response. She noticed the bulge growing in his boxers. He kept typing away, eyes never once leaving the screen. Beth then pointed her arm to the screen, allowing him full visual access to her firm C cup chest. Alexander caught a look and tried to conceal his smile. She noticed the bulge more and she then rubbed the back of his neck once more.