“Keep them,” she said, winking. “And enjoy.” I returned to my room with two pairs of panties, each suffused with the scent of a different vag...na, one still warm and very, very wet. I didn’t get any more work done on my thesis that day. * Lisa and Ellie had more-or-less the same figure – busty and slender with deliciously pert backsides – and while I had never put it to the test I was confident that neither of them owned any underwear that would fit around my rather wider hips. My first. She wore expensive-looking clothes with matching bag and shoes, had a nice tan and her blonde hair was immaculate, I imagine when she was growing up she was everyone’s favourite.Each day she would get dropped off at the front of the building by her husband in his Jaguar and each evening he would be there to collect her. Apparently he ran a successful building company and had plenty of money.Because our desks were opposite each other I had a fantastic view of her and each day she would slide off. It had been the most dominant thing her husband had ever done, to defend her honor like that, though it had, in fact, been too late. She was carrying the semen of two men in her. Well, three, actually, but Daniel’s didn’t count. She was never going to get pregnant from anal sex. Ofi, and Andre, however, had a chance, though a remote one. Later in the week would be a more fertile time. She’d have to talk with her husband about going on the pill, since they had discussed c***dren, and had started. Your dick is almost blowing a hole in your boxers," she said with a laugh.I was so fucking embarrassed, awkward, and not really sure what to say.Amanda reached down slowly, didn't look at me, and pulled them down. And then she spoke."Omfg. That's um, just like holy crap," Amanda said.I didn't say anything. I just stood there, feeling my dick stick straight out. She was blushing. Her face was beet red. Standing there naked in front of me. I was mind boggled. She was acting like this was nothing..