. we'd chatted earlier in the evening... he was a friend of one of the buyers... I remembered because he was tall... easily six four. I realised he wa... asking me to dance... I giggled... and muttered something... can't remember what... but he was laughing and pulling my arm... and I gave in and wandered onto the floor... everyone there was swaying to the number, and I let him put his arms around my waist, and swayed along... laughing... it was all a joke... right...He pulled me a little. I keyed it in and drove in. She directed me to her designated parking place. We grabbed our cases and went to the elevator and rode up to her condo. Thankfully, there was more than one on the floor. I was worried for a moment.We wheeled our cases in and I closed the door. When I turned, she was there putting her arms around my neck and kissing me hard. I did my best to kiss her back.We broke the kiss when the door bell sounded. It was our meal. She signed a ticket which included a tip. We left. Maybe she is too embarrassed? After all I barely heard her asking for panties. No matter, she isn't getting one.I thought about pretending not to have heard but in the end I gave in to the urge to open her drawers and fish out a pair of pink panties to match the shirt. I held them in my hand. They are clean from the drawer so there is no point in sniffing them. I just open them up and look at them imagining Anna stepping into them and pulling them up tight against her young cunt. Mmm, they are. The worrying thing is that despite the guilt being gone, all I could think about was the thrill of what happened, how much I was turned on at the thought of her being seen naked by strangers, and how much I wanted it to happen again. I know this should never have entered my head, but I think that because she was so body conscious of her small boobs, despite the fact I loved them and thought she looked amazing anyway, letting other guys see her completely naked felt like a d**g to me, and I.