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Tomorrow, don't wear any panties, I'll follow you to your job, and take you from the parking garage on level 3 spot 38 where you always park. I look down at my red top, black shorts and bare feet. He just described everything I was wearing today, my car and my assigned parking spot. I feel my panties start to get soaked, is this really exciting me? I like the post and close my laptop and run to my room to find my favorite toy. Stalking my prey… I watch as she closes her laptop… then run upstairs and opens her windows. She looks around and pulls her top off, releasing those glorious ample breasts with nipples so hard, they could cut glass. I feel the familiar stirring in my cock, happy that I changed into a loose pair of shorts after work. I couldn’t help but notice her day in and day out, she’s my assistant after all. She’s shy, with a dark kinky side she hides. She doesn’t even try to be sexy, wearing black slacks, sometimes gray, a white button up blouse with the top two buttons undone. I wonder how it stays closed over her ample breasts, the buttons always seem to strain over them. She is a little on the voluptuous side, but she carries herself so very well. She’s never been anything but professional, but I have caught her looking in my direction a few times when I try to sneak a look at her. I watch as she continues to stare out the window, looking for me, while she plays with her nipples. How I would love to be sucking and biting them right now. She disappears from the window and that’s when I leave… I have to get things ready for her. It’s a good thing that I have told the entire indian office that she will be working with me off-site, wouldn’t want HR to think something happened to her. Should I? Was that post really meant for me, or just a fluke? I looked at the profile and there was no identifying information. Maybe I shouldn’t even follow his directions… it would be nice though, if it were real. And even if not, I could just go without my panties and wear a skirt to work for once. In the shower, I take extra care, I shave, everything (just in case), I use my new loofah and it feels great to be extra clean, I’m already getting wet, wondering how I am going to make it through the day if this doesn’t happen. I worry about what I should do if I do get taken? Should I call out so my work doesn’t call the police? I want this to happen after all, but what if he doesn’t take me? I decide that if he does, I’ll just ask him to let me call out so my employer doesn’t worry about me. I stand in front of my mirror, I’ve never seen myself as particularly beautiful, but I’m not altogether bad looking. I’m overweight, which does make me self-conscious, but I love my breasts and I have a pretty nice ass. I rub lotion over my body. I go to my closet and pull out a sheer white button up blouse, and a black pencil skirt that hits just above my knees. I got to my dresser and instead of a bra, I grab a black corset, trimmed in lace. This will definitely be new for me to wear to work. Maybe Mr. James will take notice… I grab a pair of black silk, lace-top thigh highs and get dressed. I leave off the panties as requested. I finish the outfit with a pair of 4 inch stiletto heels in red. I go downstairs, regretting a little that I parked my car in the garage. If he’s out there watching me, he won’t see what I am wearing until I get to the parking garage. I get in my car and open the garage door. “I’m not sure. What happened to it?” The Demons will stop at nothing to burn all life to ashes. He was handsome too. Back at the boat I showered then collapsed on my bed. (happy) "She's awesome!" “I love it! I positioned my saliva covered dick at the entrance to her cunt and rammed it home. Suddenly, the sister that I was fucking tensed up and spasmed right underneath me. I felt the wetness of her pelvis squirting woman juice on my cock and balls. Harshita was still playing with Raneeta’s tits. I absolutely loved and lusted after her tiny little body, but somehow the “no dating” thing stuck in my head and equated with “no anything” and I became like her big brother. He soft moan escaped his mouth which Percy heard of course. She got out of the car and grabbed the beer. But although Stacy’s video was by indian far the best we had ever seen, we decided to keep it private for now. She was so sexy. If only so it doesn’t get brought up in an argument months from now because there are still shitty feelings. He got up, cursed me for firing him. "Oh yes! Stop suggesting it.