Came in my mouth as we sat in his parking spot and then went to his place. Once inside he grabbed another vodka/cranberry drink for me. We sat at the ...itchen bar drinking, touching, fondling. He had my buttons of my dress completely gone. My handcuff around one of his wrist. His hands feeling my tits. I stood and had my drink in my boots and panty with the dress wide open in front. He took me to his bedroom as he made my dress fall to the ground. I walked topless, in my panty, fishnet. That would link the person's smell to that of the substance, subconsciously. For example, if you were to wear this as a perfume to a party, eventually everyone would subconsciously become conditioned to link your pheromones with this smell. The end result is that others would link your scent to that of pure arousal."Jane was quite intrigued. Perhaps this substance could help her snag John.A few hours later, Jane was home. She had snagged a bottle from the same rack of chemicals before she left. This is not the first time we've had this conversation. You have been told that you can not dress like some slut off the street and come to work. Now I have to discipline you. First off you will report to me each morning in my office when you come to work and I will determine if you meet the standard of dress. You will report to me in a skirt no more than 2 inches above the knees.a blouse that is not revialing of the breast. You will were a bra and panties I want every employee to see that you. ’ Lacey picked up her menu and looked over it. ‘Don’t look now, some bloke is staring. He’s obviously jealous.’ Luke said looking at the man who was staring at Lacey and definately not trying to hide it. He was shorter than Luke and had blonde hair. The hairs on the back of Lacey’s neck stood up. She turned her head and sighed. ‘Oh that’s Mark. He’s a teacher at the school I teach at.’ Luke nodded his head. ‘I don’t like the way he’s looking at you.’ Lacey picked her hand up and waved at.