“What about your lunch?” I asked.“You can do that, if you want,” she allowed and I set to work, packing her something to take with her, while ...he cooked. I hobbled off to my computer desk while she worked and write a short note that said I loved her and missed her and came back to slip it in with her lunch while she was distracted and packed it up with a smile on my face while she got everything to the table. The coffee was still strong enough to stand up without the mug, but other than that,. While everyone else was going down to the food court level in the building, I waited for the “Up” elevator as I needed to go by my office first. I entered the elevator alone, but just as the doors began to close, Emily slipped in. As the doors shut and we were suddenly alone, she turned to me with a worried look and said, “You’re mad at me, aren’t you? I really am so sorry and so embarrassed that I fell asleep on your shoulder like that.” “It’s okay, really, “I replied, chuckling. The worried. She obviously liked to soft silky material inside her. She started to moan and tremble as I worked more of her knickers inside her, I did it hard and without compassion, I used to fucking slut just as I was using her knickers to get me off. Come on Mrs Brooking you dirty fucker make me cum in to your knicker drawer, wank me faster, she did. I lasted for as long as I could before erupting huge wads of spunk flying through the air in to her knicker drawer, white spunk sprayed all over her bra’s. Her tummy was smooth and flat. I let o0ut a little laugh on seeing her shaved pussy. I opened her cupboard, rummaged through her clothes and finally found what I was looking for.A pair of red lace underwear, and a little something I definitely did not expect to find – a sheer black negligee. I felt so turned on when I put them on. The smooth material felt to sexy against the smooth skin.I felt my pussy growing moist. I touched it, it was sticky. This felt amazing.I began putting on her blood.