I discovered that her smell was definitely unique and much different from my mother's. Although sweeter, it was much less prominent then my ... mother's. Thinking about how sneaky I was taking my unsuspecting friend's panties like that made me even hotter. The thrill of her waking up and catching me with my nose buried in her underwear added to my excitement. I became more intimate now and began self-induced foreplay. The light bulb in my mind came on. She sat cross-legged on the bed and watched as I removed my shirt, unzipped my jeans and dropped them to the floor. I stepped out of them, pulled my socks off and tugged my boxers to the floor. I stood up and my hardening cock sprang forward."Your turn," I said. "Let's see that hot little body."She jumped up and quickly stripped, turning slowly in front of my eyes. She was beautiful, lithe and shapely, her flesh toned and firm. Her perky breasts were about a handful each and topped with pink. I got the temp job I cannot believe that I got the job. I would be working with him every day. I had to sit or fall my legs could not hold me.What was I going to wear / Would he like me? All this ran through my mind as I sat there.Working temp jobs is hard but I enjoy them, they never get old or boring. I have dreamed and fantasized about the man that is going to be my boss. I felt my thighs tremble my nipples grew hard my pussy started to get wet.Lance Castwell is his name! A CEO of a. They aren't just warehousing them as the hospitals were doing," Tom responded. Monique looked down at that rebuke, but then looked at Debbie again."How you doing, honey?" Honestly, I could use something to drink. Otherwise my leg still aches." Yeah, I just gave you the antibiotic, so it's going to be a while before it feels any better," Monique told her as she got up and headed into the kitchen. "So has anyone else died since they've 'recovered'?" Monique asked from the other room as she turned.