Surely that was a bit over the line? After all, she didn’t make a habit of walking around her apartment half naked in broad daylight. But these sens...ble thoughts somehow got lost in between the pulses still running through her body and the heady musky scent that seemed to have permeated the whole room. Why not leave off her panties too, she asked herself? What was wrong with that? Sure, it might be slutty go around in public without underwear (not to mention pants, of course), but she was in. Helen feels more uncomfortable as his fingers trace backwards. Still leaning over him she twists her hips forward so her backside is further away, hoping to discourage him. To her dismay his fingers move along the waistline towards the front, dipping inward running over the front of the grey cotton thong. "Hey!" she stands in shock and moves to step back but his fingers curl around the front of the thong and yank her forward, her breasts landing on his face. His other hand quickly rises to. "Ester, Ester, you knew what was going to happen when you invited me into your office." "Yes" she said quietly. "I knew. I just couldn't stop thinking about you and your big cock. Jack has not touched me in months despite everything I've done to make him want me." "Ester, how did you know I would cooperate?" I asked. "I saw the way you looked at me in class, and during and after those swim meets. I knew you appreciated more mature women and I knew you showed little interest in high school. . Be while we find jobs, and get back on our feet." She looked imploringly at me, and said, "Let's at least go look."I relaxed my shoulders, and said, "OK. Thanks, man."We followed him in the Volkswagen to the empty building, and carefully climbed the interior stairs, stepping around everything from human waste, to sleeping winos. Our guide turned left, off the stairway, into an open loft, that was littered with debris. No one lived there, and I had that sudden feeling that it was all a trap,.