She was standing at the other end of the room, clad only in tight black underpants that showed off her ass to perfection. Her shirt, which she had just pulled over her head, was still around her wrists, and her breasts stood out proudly before her.

I stood in shock. It's not like I haven't seen her naked before, but the audacity of changing clothes in my bedroom at my party with a house full of people was well, audacious.

She had an excuse of course, she was leaving for the airport right after the party, headed to Rome of all places, a business trip with another woman who'd been coming on to her for weeks, but I think she wanted me to catch her.

It's a long room, usually ten steps from end to end.

I covered it in three.