I slowed and waited for her to cum, as I watched her amazing pussy produce a thick creamy cum that started to coat her bright reddish orange hair. I w...s less than concerned as I noticed her cream starting to transfer from her fingers and bush onto the leather of my chair. I had never seen a full bush that was so creamy from self-lubrication. Little by little I watched as her bush got thicker and whiter until it looked like she had just poured hand lotion all over her crotch. The smell from her. I wish I had more confidence. I wish I was more responsible. I wish people liked me. I also wish I had a million dollars but what good are wishes? I have on a pair of tight fitting jeans and a low cut black v-neck blouse. Maybe I should get changed? It is a party. I should probably put on a skirt but it’s cold outside. I don’t want to be freezing all night. I am showing some cleavage, isn’t that all guys want anyway? I am a B cup, that should count for something. I wish my boobs were like my. She still had her thigh high stockings on but no panties. Now I was in a panic. I opened the shopping bag Linda had asked me to bring upstairs to see if she had put her panties in there. I dumped the contents of the bag on the floor. I didn't find her panties. What I found was another new panty and bra set from the same exclusive store along with stockings and the dress she showed me earlier. When I picked up the sales receipt to see how much Linda had spent on these things I noticed that all. My sex lightly twitches at the thought of what a temping spectacle I must be making of myself as I lay here, legs slightly spread and ass facing the doorway. Part of me just wants to go back to sleep but the other part really hopes that my lover will walk by the doorway and look in at me. As my head clears more, the hope for pleasure blooms quickly in the garden of my mind. Just once I would love for him to come into the room and just touch me without me asking him to. I stare out the window.