"Who's Lucas?" she asked. "Just a friend," I replied. "He was asking if I might be able to grab a couple of beers after work. That okay with you," I inquired as Wendy picked up a glass. "I guess. You're not going to be too late are you? "No, just a few drinks," I replied. "Whatever," she retorted as she headed back into the house. That was much easier than I thought.
The afternoon seemed to drag by as I thought about the evening ahead. Driving across town, I could see images of Richard standing at the door to greet me. Before leaving the office I had changed into shorts, a t-shirt, and tennis shoes. I knew my secretary assumed I was off to the gym. In reality, it was just quicker to disrobe from. Lucas had been clear - be naked when you get here.
I walked up the flight of steps to Lucas
