“Yeah, that girl was a slut and was fucking her ex while you were at work.” She replied, bluntly.“Right - well, do you remember how I caught her...”“Um, I’m not sure you told me.”“I found pictures on her phone. Dick pics from her ex, to be specific.” I explained.“Jesus. Who would want to see pictures of a cock on their phone? I mean, they aren’t exactly arousing to look at.” She said, rolling her eyes.“Right - well, those pictures stuck in my mind for months after I left her. I couldn’t help but. ”“Then tell him I’ll be late.”“Sure, Dr Estos.” Mrs Hobbs went on the pick up the phone, now dialling Dr Jackson’s number.At this point Marnie sped up her pace, almost attempting to run but without space. The building was big, hectic, and often low in staff. Today, however, the latter might be a stroke of luck for Marnie.“Hurry up, slow thing.” Marnie huffed, swiping her key tag to get into the elevator.Once in, she was gone three minutes later.Passing dust piles after dust piles and her cell. He moved them down a little by now he must have felt her suspender belt, I could have wanked there and then.She came back and said he asked her for a coffee on Monday lunchtime as they both worked in the same building, where's his wife, she said they were sitting the other side and she was to busy talking.We got a cab home and my hand was soon up her dress and inside her knickers, she felt damp and I knew she had enjoyed the attention, her legs opened as she saw the driver adjust his mirror,. She was bent over kicking her jeans off, with her ass in my face. Pretty, feminine, silk panties met my gaze. I pulled the very top of her pink silk panties down revealing her sweet ass crack, the one I dream about. I folded her panties down to hold themselves at half mast and licked her crack all the way to the small of her back, she stood up and breathed audibly deep and groaned. I gave her butt a tender kiss. She gave up on the pants, and turned to face me. The delicate panties framed her.