Would you like to help us fulfill a fantasy? said the message on my phone. My heart fluttered a little as the message was from Cathy, a young lady who had been working for me until recently. We’d bonded over our love of classic 70’s rock despite an age gap of twenty-five years and had grown close and a bit flirty with each other. We’d also had several long, sexual discussions on messenger since she’d left the company disc...