I instantly went hard at the thought. She turned and stood with her back to me, a little to the right as to block anyone from seeing as I reached in m... jacket pocket and sure enough pulled out her little black panties. My wife was now pantyless, in her little black dress, at her works evening. What a turn on. She didn’t turn around but whispered to me, ‘You like?’ She knew full well I did. ‘You are pure filth.’ I whispered back to her. I stuffed her panties back into my pocket and grabbed a. ”“Okay, fine ... I’ll have to think about what I’ll do with the diffuser.” I glanced at Shannon, and then turned back to Jane. “If I take pictures of her yet again, will it count against me?”“Of course not. It is almost impossible to photographically exhaust a subject, if you are creative enough.”“You better watch out, Matty, or I’ll use my filter on you,” Shannon said. “I hear the print will come out blue!”“Shannon!” Jane warned, but it was a very amused reprimand.“Sorry,” she peeped.. When the corporate office instructed me to lay off five of our least productive employees, I called a meeting to inform every one of the plans of the company. That night Cindy stopped by my office before going home and asked to talk to me. She wanted to know if she was one of the people who would be let go. I told her that there was no list made yet as to who would be laid off but to be honest, her work had become marginal at best and there was a good chance she might be one of those people.. I gulped. The silence lasted only seconds, but it felt like hours. I was finally put out of my misery when Kelly gave me a hint of a smile. "I knew you were checking me out," she said. "I saw you in a mirror when I was up on the ladder." "Guilty," I said. Kelly smiled and turned around. She didn't say a word. I instinctively looked down as her hands ran over each cheek, and without any hesitation she wiggled the sweats around her hips and they fell to her ankles. Her cheeks were nicely shaped.