I wait. Five minutes. Ten. Fifteen. Then I look out the window and see you in the parking lot. Nobody else is here yet, and I go downstairs and let yo... in the building. I lead you in a hurried fashion upstairs. There is not much time before other staff arrive for work. I shepherd you into my office and lock the door behind us. I ask to see your wet panties. You retrieve them from a plastic grocery bag and hand them to me. I bring them up to my face and inhale your scent. Should I call it a. A glance over her shoulder with a makeup mirror showed that it was impossible to think she was wearing a thong. The tell-tale line around her hips was missing. Her hands were shaking as she tucked the compact back in her purse. She smiled when she accepted that this was the exact rush she had been longing for, and she wasn’t going to chicken out now. She reapplied her lipstick, took a deep breath, and walked out of the ladies' room. When she appeared beside the table where James was sitting,. I may have shrieked a little."Take off your clothes." He rumbled.I didn't fuck around. It would be stupid to play coy at this point, and frankly my clothes needed to be off. They felt binding and itchy. My skin was hot and it wanted air. So in less time than it took him to get his shoes off, I was down to my bra. It's not like I really need one, but the blouse was sheer, and I wore it as as a sop to modesty. But my desire ran into the unexpected, I got shy. It was easy enough to shuck out of my. Very softly I asked, "Are you sure, baby? Is this what you want?"She reached her hands to both sides of my face and looked me deep in the eyes, they little girl act was gone. She looked at me very seriously and smiled slightly. "God yes, this is a what I want. This is what I've always wanted. Daddy, I want to be yours forever." She gave me a very firm kiss, her soft lips against mine, it was ripe with heartfelt emotion. I pulled away and looked at her. She smiled up at me, not with playful lust.