Then she accepted to get one and she said the she wanted to try that outfit. I asked the sales girl to give a size lesser to the present one and selec...ed the black color. Before my mom went to the dressing room I told her to free her hair. When she came out of the dressing room. She was like bomb shell. The sales girl also said that she was really good in that outfit. I told the sales girl that she would go like that.I paid the bill and we went to another section having fancy sarees. There. I was just fooling myself for it did nottake long for a co-worker to notice the top of my panties as I bent overto pick a mail sack up. I was only aware of my exposure by the strangelooks that I got. Eventually, one of the secretaries asked me if theywere comfortable. I went bright red and stammered out "What d..d...doyou mean?She replied "The panties of course. We've all noticed them so you may aswell drop any pretense. I think it's so cute and brave of you to wearthem."Oh God! They knew. How. .. I'd quite like to see that. Actually though, I meant what are you wearing out tomorrow night? You're so adorable, and I'm sure you have a wardrobe to match, and I just want to make sure I don't clash." After a few minutes of wardrobe discussion, when Miranda was just about to hang up, Heather spoke up quickly. "I almost forgot. Those blue panties you're wearing..." "What about them?" "Take them off please. Save them for tomorrow if you like." "Okay, sure. Is there something else you would. She silently prayed he would come soon and be done with her. He tilted his head back as an almost growling…low guttural sound came from him, an evil sound. She was almost silent now, almost broken. Or so she thought. He quickened his pace, grunting and growling as the half of his cock that was still visible bulged larger and larger. He threw his head back and pulled her by the shoulders to him roughly as he came, buried as deep as he could go. Her eyes closed and her mouth screwed up, trying.