"You may wear those clothes today," Richard decreed, "but, starting tomorrow, you will be issued a uniform to be worn." He smiled reasonably. "All the dust and what not, you don't want to dirty your own clothes." He listened to her fair questions. "My desk is off-limits ... but, yes. Please clean my bedroom and change the sheets daily."<br/><br/>Richard turned to attend to his work, which still demanded his attention. However, his mind kept being lured by the new hire -- auburn-haired and wearing that short, leather skirt. Richard had a hard time not glancing at the adorable lass, his composure and disciple gone as she reached up and more of her thigh became revealed. The blood pressure in the man's chest rose and he felt a hardening down below. Richard day-dreamed then, imagining taking the woman and hiking up her skirt to reveal whatever scandalous panties she wore, yanking her tits out of her top and penetrating her right there on his desk ... plundering away until he fill her sex with more seed than her void could handle --<br/><br/>Richard caught himself, not expecting to have the fantasy be so enticing or so intense. Whether Evie would consent to Richard's advances (like Norah) remained to be seen. However, the possibility remained and Richard tried to attend to his responsibilities as he heard Evie flitter about the room, her heels clicking with slight echo on the wood flooring. It was then that Richard decided that whatever work he performed paled in interest to the gorgeous woman in his midst. He pushed the papers aside and turned slightly.<br/><br/>"Evie," Richard called mildly, "would you mind coming here for a spell?"