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Gil arched an eyebrow, watching Catherine leaning over the table in the layout room. The image from earlier, of her taking apart the plumbing was still fresh in his mind and highly arousing. Her little comment about 'male into female parts' hadn't left him, either... the sudden tightness in his pants giving that away.

She caught his stare and arched her brow, noting his eyes were focused on the cleavage currently spilling out of her low-cut shirt. Not that she minded a stare of appreciation from him now and then. "Gil..."

Anticipating a nervously stammered apology, what he actually said was unexpected. "Watching you take apart that pipe was quite a turn-on," he murmured in a low voice, sending pleasant tremors through her body.

"Really?" she breathed, eyeing him through her lashes.

He nodded slowly, his hand gliding across her slim stomach. She gasped. "Mm-hmm..." he replied. His fingers inched inside the waistband of her tight black pants, his lust-clouded eyes meeting hers. "What was it, now? 'Male into female' parts?"

"Yeah..." she whispered, gasping as she felt his nimble fingers undoing her button and zipper.

Glancing up through his lashes to make sure the door was locked, he met her eyes once more, a seductive smirk playing across his lips. He quirked an eyebrow, coyly asking, "Care to refresh my memory as to how it's done?"

~FINIS~