Emma Bugg, the part-time babysitter, thinks she's alone in the house, so she indulges in a little role-play, slipping into Peter Fitzwell's wife's provocative lingerie. She prances around, loving the feel of the silky fabric against her skin. Little does she know, Peter has returned home unexpectedly. He finds her in his bedroom, her young, lithe body clad in his wife's garments. Emma freezes, caught red-handed, but Peter's not angry. He's intrigued. He moves closer, his eyes locked on Emma's, and she bites her lip, anticipating what's to come.