I was looking through the closet looking to see if she had any toys and then I looked across the room and a pair of pink striped panties caught my eye... All the images of the porn I had been watching ran through my head and I knew I had to atleast try them on and put them back. So I grabbed them out of the dirty clothes pile and ran back downstairs and went in the bathroom. I smelled the panties and they still had the sweet scent of dirty pussy on them. I had never smelled anything so amazing. I know you can feel my warm breath against you and I know how much you want me to move. I glance up into your eyes again, a mischievous glint. I love the look on your face. With a firm movement, I grip the base of your cock and draw you through my mouth, licking you all around. I love the way you taste. You moan at the sudden contact and it makes me ache for you to be inside of me. I suck you again, one, two, three, four times, slow, firm strokes. Incredibly I feel you get harder.You stop me. Why not work for me?" Temping?" "Sure! What, you're too good to be a temp?" No, it's just...temping?!" Think about it. There's lots of work out there. Sure it's a litle boring, but you have zero responsibility and total flexibility. You hate the boss? Just let me know and I'll put you somewhere else. You want a month off? No problem! Plus, and this is the real clincher, it's the perfect job for a quick hook up."Typical Mike. "How?" you ask."Women in offices are often bored. They're the bored. It all started when I was still in High School. I guess I was the highschool princess. Popular, pretty, and with the best guy as my boyfriend,who could ask for anything more?But high school comes to an end, and that's when the first hit came.I caught my "prince" wearing my prom dress.I didn't handle it well.I stormed out, and went to a coffee shop to get my head together. To myamazement, one of my old classmates, Mark Carpenter was there, and before Iknew it, I was crying on his shoulder, and.