.. I don't know... rub them a little."She lifted her index finger to her mouth and began to lightly stroke her lower lip as she studied me. My heart s...ipped a beat."I c-couldn't..." I stammered, staring at her outstretched feet, fixated on the undulating line of her pantyhose's seam, clinging to her toes with mathematical precision. I'd never felt this way before, never experienced these feelings that were now rushing through my body like wildfire. I'd never felt so much as a second of. As I looked at her I could see she was deep in thought. All of a sudden she realized I was awake and watching her. “Do you like watching me?” she asked.“It’s one of my favourite things to do” I said. “Another thing I like is...” and with that I leaned in and kissed her.“Mmm, I like that too” she replied as she pulled me over hug me.While her attention was focused on kissing me, I slid my hand down and started to play with her pussy. “This is another thing that I like to do,” I told her.Jennifer. She opened her legs allowing me full access between her legs to rub along the increasingly dampening panties covering her slit. I pressed the material into the hot groove of her pussy, she was moaning and sighing into my ear as I worked her pussy getting her ready for making love to her. The lift stopped and the doors opened, she took my hand from under her dress and pulled me to her door, she fumbled for her keys and opened the door we burst though the door. It swung closed behind us as she. Of course it was with Miranda. I did my best not to think about her. Instead, I pointed to several women in the cafeteria that maybe I should ask out. Miranda saw through this and asked if I got laid last night because I was acting so goofy. She had no idea the torture it was seeing her right across from me. I joked that it was with some random women I met online and it was the best sex I ever had. Miranda, instead of wanting details, decided to share one of her steamy sex adventures. Just.