Gloria’s Panties Ch. 07
Gloria’s Panties is about my obsession with panties. I’m not sure when it started, however as I get older the most intimate of a woman’s garments, just seems to fascinate me more and more.
This series is also about Gloria, a woman who I’ve fantasied about for years. I like to think that she may be out there, right now, anxiously waiting for the next chapter to appear.
There may be other women that find their way in here, or perhaps the hint of other fetishes, however at the end of the day most of my fantasies are about Gloria and her panties.
I tried to allow any chapter to stand on its own, so I apologize in advance for repeating things from time to time.
Chapter 7 – Cheating Panties
I cheated. If you have been following my story, you’re probably thinking that little revelation is nothing new. The thing is, it’s not my wife I cheated on, it was Gloria I cheated on.
My affair with Gloria has been going on for few weeks now. During that time she has helped fuel my panty fetish. After discovering I had stolen panties from her, she has since given me multiple pairs. The last pair she gave me actually belonged to the nineteen year old daughter of one of her clients. She has pretended to let me force myself on her, talked dirty to me, given me hand jobs, let me spank her, and even dressed up as a schoolgirl for me. She was only out of town for a week. You would think I could have lasted that long without trying to get a pair of panties from another woman. Especially since Gloria and I have had phone sex twice since she left, with me describing to her what I have been doing with Ashley’s panties.
So what happened? I need to start with a little background about where I work. I manage a department that oversees government contracts. At any given time I can have three or four contractors working for me to support my small staff of three regular employees. I am very conscious about the cost of the contractors and will not hesitate to let one go if they are not pulling their weight. It just so happened that I’ve had an issue with one of my recent contractor hires. Her name is Erica. She is probably in her late thirties. She has long blonde hair that is full of waves when she wears it down, however usually it’s in a ponytail. I like it both ways, however I like the ponytail more as it makes her look younger. I know, I’m a pervert.
Erica is probably about 5′ 8″. Taller than Gloria, but still a little shorter than I am. She has a great body, definitely not skinny, maybe bordering on a plus size. I don’t like skinny, I like a woman with some curves. If I had tried to guess before our incident, or arrangement if you like, I would have said she wore a size 8 or 9 pair of panties. She wears pretty tame, loose fitting clothing on most days. On Fridays, like the rest of the office, she’ll wear jeans. Sometimes her jeans are tight fitting. When she wears those, she shows off all of her lovely curves. She seems to prefer more tightly fitting shirts when she’s wearing jeans, which highlight her wonderful breasts. They have to easily be twice the size of Gloria’s. She is quite attractive in her own way.
It was last Friday and I was going to let Erica go. She had submitted another brief that was full of mistakes. Typically the contractors start with a three month assignment. If they do well, I’ll keep extending the relationship, as long as I have work for them. I usually cut them a little slack the first few weeks, as they become familiar with our processes. After that I expect their work to need very little oversight.
Erica had been with us for about five weeks now. She is very nice, always has a smile on her face. She isn’t a flirt, however when she smiles at me, it always seems like there is an attraction there. Although she comes off as being somewhat shy, there is an underlying confidence about her that is kind of sexy. It was too bad really, because she was better looking than most of the people I had to deal with on a daily basis.
I was returning to my office after the standard Friday sector meeting, where we recapped the week and planned our agenda for the following. My department occupies an entire floor in our building. Along one wall of my floor is a row of offices. Just outside the offices is a long row of filing cabinets. The cabinets separate the offices from a maze of cubicles. All historical documents reside in these cabinets. When working on a brief, a person may have to pull dozens and dozens of historical documents as reference material from the cabinets.
As I walked down the row of filing cabinets, Erica was kneeling on the floor, looking through one of the bottom drawers. She had on a pair of blue jeans and a short sleeve faded navy blue blouse. As I approached her from behind, she bent over just enough that I could see the waistband of a pair of light yellow panties with white trim. The panties were barely visible above the backside of her jeans. It was only for a moment, then she leaned back, her top sliding down, hiding the erotic sight. As I passed her, I looked down. She turned her head up to me, gave me one of her dazzling smiles, and said hello. I returned the pleasantry, my eyes quickly scanning the front of her blouse. It had a slopping rounded collar that showed just a hint of the top of her chest, no more.
Just a quick glimpse of the waist band of Erica’s panties and I was stiffening. I turned into my office and sat down. Looking back through the door I could still see her as she continued her search. Her blouse fit tightly around her ample chest. Her jeans just as tight, molded around her hips and thighs. I pictured her kneeling there in just her yellow panties. Maybe she had on a matching yellow bra as well. I was now completely hard. I reached down and absently gave myself a squeeze. I was lost in thought, thinking about what it would be like to make love to her, when she closed the filing cabinet and stood. I squeezed a little harder as she turned away to go back to her cube, her beautiful ass visible for just a moment.
When I let someone go I usually did it early in the day, however I decided Erica would be an exception. Everyone cleared out early on Fridays so I scheduled a meeting, in my office, for four o’clock. As the day wore on, I thought about only her. Just prior to four, I decided she would be staying if she really wanted to.
Erica walked into my office, right on time. I asked her to close the door, which she did, then told her to have a seat. She sat down, leaning forward slightly, her elbows and forearms on her thighs. The collar of her shirt dipped slightly showing just a hint of cleavage.
“Hi Erica. I don’t like to beat around the bush, so I’ll get right to the point. I have to let you go.”
Erica had a pleasant little smile on her face when she sat down. That quickly disappeared as what I said sank in. A lot of the consultants we had were not local. This was true for her as well. We had a negotiated agreement with a local hotel to provide reasonably priced living accommodations, and I knew she had signed a three month lease for one of their extended stay suites, as I had to sign a letter verifying her employment here. She would have to pay a penalty to break the lease early.
Erica just sat there, not speaking for a few moments, then asked, “Can you tell me why?”
“Too many mistakes on your briefs. The latest issue got to my boss, even though we had reviewed it together and I told you what needed to be fixed.”
“I don’t understand, I made the changes. I must have accidentally sent the wrong revision. Please you can’t let me go. Let me stay until my lease is up. I won’t cause any more issues. I promise!”
I didn’t respond. I let the silence linger, as I appeared to be thinking over what she had just said. After a few moments she added, “I’ll do whatever you need to show you I can do a good job.”
“Anything?” I asked.
I didn’t think I was going to be able to go through with what I had thought about all afternoon. I almost stopped myself at the last moment. Then I said it.
“Let me have the yellow panties you are wearing and I’ll let you stay.”
Erica was visibly stunned. She leaned back, her mouth opening slightly, her eyes getting slightly bigger. Again silence. I was worried she’d just scream at me, call me a pervert, and storm out of my office. As the silence grew longer, I knew she might actually be considering my offer. She had a look of confusion on her face when she finally spoke, “I give you the panties I’m wearing and you won’t fire me?”
“Yes.” I responded, as seriously as I could.
Erica just sat there. She probably thought I was a pervert. She probably also thought that keeping her job was more important than giving into my sick request. After what seemed like forever, she finally said, “Okay… I’ll be right back.”
As Erica started to rise, I responded with, “There’s a catch though. Well actually two of them. The first is I get to take your jeans off and remove your panties myself.”
Erica seemed to almost recoil a little as she sat back down, her mouth opening again. I then added, “The second is I get to take pictures, while I do it.”
“No absolutely not!” Erica said with less emphasis than the response called for.
“The pictures, or me removing your panties?” I asked.
I had been nervous all afternoon as I played out how the conversation would go. My nervousness just grew as the day wore on, until I made my proposal. It was now replaced by an arousal that was pure excitement. I was quite turned on, quite hard. I was actually surprised at how calm I now was. I was even more surprised that she was still sitting there. Because she was, I thought there was still a chance I would have her panties. We just looked at each other for a few minutes, then she replied, “No pictures.”
“Pictures are part of the deal. Don’t worry, they will not include your face only what you are wearing.”
Erica seemed like she was about to give in when she said, “I keep my job and I get a raise. I want twenty percent.”
I chuckled a little then. Partly because she was negotiating, partly because I knew at that point I was going to get her panties.
“Erica, it will be difficult enough for me to convince my boss why I haven’t fired you. There is no way he would approve a raise.”
As I delivered my response, I almost chuckled again. My boss had no idea how I managed the contractors. No idea what they got paid. If I was being honest, he had no idea who Erica even was. As to the brief with the mistakes. He never even read it. He never reads them.
“Do we have a deal?”
“Yes.” Erica responded.
“Come over here then.”
Erica stood up and walked around my desk as I turned my chair to face her. I had her stop about two feet from me. I then grabbed my phone to take some pictures. Several days ago I had taken pictures of Gloria in a schoolgirl uniform, after she had passed out. They were so erotic that I had been masturbating with those photos more than I had with her panties. Even more than Ashley’s maroon satin panties, which were now the most cherished pair in my growing collection.
My only regret from that day I took those pictures of Gloria, is that I didn’t get any with her panties on like I did that first weekend my affair with her had officially started. That would change with Erica. The first picture was a full frontal view of her, including her face. She was standing there with her lips pressed together, her breathing a little irregular.
I then took a closer picture of Erica’s jeans with her hips just filling the frame. This was followed by a close up of her jean covered crotch. I leaned back and framed her lovely face and chest and snapped the fourth. I placed my phone down, and asked her to step a little closer. I was so excited, I reached down and gave my cock a squeeze as she moved closer. I then reached out to the waistband of her jeans. She jumped a little when my fingers slide behind the waistband so I could undo the top button. I could feel the warmth of her body on the backs of my fingers as I undid the button. I then found the tab to her zipper and pulled it down.
I was mesmerized by the sight of Erica’s light yellow panties coming into view. They were soft cotton, with a thin border of white embroidery sewn into the thin waistband. As her zipper came to a stop, I purposely pressed inward with my fingertips. It wasn’t a lot of pressure, just enough to see how she would respond. She seemed to rock forward slightly, matching the pressure of my fingertips. I then spread the opening of her jeans a little wider and took a picture of her exposed panties. I was so turned on now, my cock was aching.
I then had Erica turn around. I sat there a moment taking in the view of her ass up close. It was beautiful, her round full bottom filling out the denim fabric. Even though her jeans were unzipped they still fit snugly against her ass, showing faint panty lines. Lines that revealed a full cut pair of panties. I took a couple more pictures. One with her ass filling the entire shot, then close ups of her ass cheeks as they came together in the middle. I was hoping the panty lines would show up when I looked at the pictures later. I then pulled her jeans down enough to expose the waistband of her panties. I took a couple of pictures of one of my favorite sights, then pulled her jeans down past her hips.
The site of Erica’s gorgeous ass wrapped in just the yellow cotton panties was amazing. Although she was shapely, her skin was smooth and tone. I admired the shape of her, her luscious bottom, and the soft look of her skin above and below the panties. But most of all it was the look of her panties. The way the light yellow cotton material hugged her body. The way the soft cotton trimmed in the tiny white embroidery, wrapped around her hips, her ass cheeks, and disappeared between her legs. I wanted to reach out and touch her. I wanted to grab her beautiful cotton panties and feel the warm flesh beneath them. It wasn’t part of the deal though, so I settled for a few more pictures. I tried to mirror the pictures I had taken before I pulled her jeans down. Later I would line up the views of her ass in her jeans and then just her panties, side by side.
I then asked Erica to turn back around. As she did, I took more pictures of her panties, getting every angle as her panties wrapped around her hips from her ass to her beautiful mound that was now in view. I love panties. I love everything about them. I love the way they look. I love the way they feel. I even love the smell of them, clean or worn. But most of all, I love the way they look on a woman. There is something about the smoothness and color that they add to a woman’s body that drives me wild.
At that moment I couldn’t decide which looked better. Erica’s lovely ass in the yellow panties, or her beautiful mound that was now before me. I took more pictures. A full view of her panties, then close ups of the waistband, and the rounded v of soft yellow cotton created by her pussy. I even took a picture at a slight angle to capture the uneven surface of her panty covered mound that indicated she had a full amount of hair around her most intimate part.
“Take your jeans off.” I instructed.
Erica stepped back slightly and kicked off her sandals. At that moment I realized her feet were sexy as well. I have never really thought about a women’s feet being sexy. I get turned on by a glimpse of a bra strap. I get even more turned on by the waistband of a pair of panties peaking over a pair of pants. I guess that makes me a voyeur. If I’m being completely honest, forcing myself on Gloria was a turn on to. Not feet though. Until now. Her toe nails were painted a greenish blue color. I’m not sure why I knew it, but her toes were not too long or too short. The skin covering her feet was smooth, soft, unblemished. I thought about rubbing my cock between her beautiful feet and got harder.
I looked up then, as Erica began to push her jeans down. As she bent over I took more pictures. As she reached her knees I told her not to move, and got a great shot down her top. She had on a simple white silky bra that fit tightly against her wonderful ample breasts. I love down blouse pictures too, and she had just provided me with a good one.
“Okay, take them off.” I said. Erica then finished removing her jeans and stood. I took another picture of her, now in just her shirt and panties. She looked so hot. I even took a few of her feet. God I am such a pervert. At that point I wanted more than just her panties and some pictures, so I decided to see what she was really willing to do. “What would you do for a raise?”
Erica just looked at me for a moment, then said, “I won’t have sex with you.”
I was a little disappointed at her response, however I never expected her to go that far anyway. “No sex, just touching. I’ll get you that twenty percent raise. All you have to do is let me touch you while you give me a hand job.”
Erica stood there a moment, thinking about my request. I swear she was actually a little turned on by the whole ordeal I was putting her through. She finally responded with a hesitant nod. I stood then and undid my pants. I pulled them down, along with my underwear, enough to free my rock hard cock.
Erica just stared at my cock, not moving. I was so turned on by what I was doing to her, I thought I could cum without her even touching me. I then reached out and put her right hand on my cock. She immediately wrapped her fingers around me and applied a little pressure as she pulled away, squeezing me when her hand reached the head of my cock. I was already oozing precum, which started to cover her palm, as she slid her hand back up to my base. After a few strokes I reached up with my right hand and grabbed her left breast.
I expected Erica to pull away when my hand found her breast but she didn’t. She just stood there rubbing my cock as I fondled her through her faded navy blue blouse and bra. She was almost business like at that point, betrayed only by her breathing that seemed to have increased slightly. I caressed her breast gently, almost lovingly. Her silky bra had minimal padding so I could feel the softness of her breast beneath. I looked at her hand moving back and forth at a steady pace on my over excited member. Then back to her chest as my hand squeezed and caressed her. I then pulled the collar of her shirt away slightly, admiring the tops of her satin covered breasts. It was so exciting to be taking advantage of her.
I wanted Erica to enjoy what was happening as much as I was. I hoped that she was at least a little turned on. If not I was going to try and make her that way. So I slid my hand down her chest, across her stomach, and found her womanhood. Just like her breast, I caressed her gently at first. Her legs were held tightly together, but as I rubbed her panty covered mound she spread them slightly in response to the growing pressure from my fingers. I caressed her sexy little yellow panties, panties that were damp to the touch, while she continued to rub my cock.
“Can you take off your blouse?” I asked.
Erica released me then, and I reluctantly let go of her as she stepped back slightly and removed her top. She dropped it on my desk, then went back to stroking my cock, I couldn’t get over how good she looked standing there in her bra and panties. It would have been a great picture, but I didn’t want the fondling to stop. I then reached for her left breast again, cupping her sexy white bra. Her hard nipple was a little nub, barely noticeable through the silky material. That is why she didn’t need to wear a thickly padded bra.
Erica’s breathing started to increase, as I began to gently pinch and twist her nipple through the fabric. After a moment, I reached up and hooked her bra strap with my thumb. I did it slowly, giving her a chance to say no. She just looked up at me, and I looked into her eyes as I pulled the bra strap off her shoulder. Her lips were slightly parted, her eyes half closed, as I let go of her bra strap and my hand found her now naked breast. She didn’t pull away, only looked at me as I caressed her soft beautiful flesh.
Erica had been rhythmically stroking my cock for some time. She stopped though when I bent over and put my lips to her breast. She gasped, as I enveloped as much of her breast as I could. I sucked the flesh into my mouth, my tongue pressing against, and circling, her hard little nipple. She was still holding my cock with her right hand, squeezing me, as her left hand went to the back of my neck. She pulled me into her as she pressed her breast against my hungry lips. Her breathing had increased even more as I my hand went back to her mound. She spread her legs a little more and held onto me as I worked her breast and pussy.
After a few moments, I released Erica’s breast and stood. She looked up at me, her hand still on the back of my neck, the arousal clear on her face. I know that we were only going to do a little touching, but I was lost in the moment. My right hand was still caressing her now wet panties. With my left, I reached up to her neck, pulled her gently closer, and kissed her. It was a soft kiss that only lingered for a moment. I pulled back slightly to get her reaction. Again I expected her to pull away, but she surprised me by giving me a kiss. It was a quick kiss, but a kiss she initiated. She then leaned her head on my shoulder and started to rub my cock again.
I had been close to cumming for a while. I wanted Erica to cum as well, so I slid my hand up her panties and found the waistband. She started to step back a little as my fingers slipped behind the waistband, and wrapped around her hairy mound. She actually spread her legs even more to allow me to wrap my hand around her wet pussy. She was actually quite wet, a moan escaping as a finger found its way inside her.
Erica was now fully lost, her breathing heavy against my neck, as I quickly increased the pace of my finger that was slipping in and out of her. She had lost all pretense of just getting it over with, forcing her pussy into my hand as I drove my finger into her. I added a second finger then, her pussy now gripping me as she rocked her hips back and forth. My hand was somewhat restrained by her panties, so I slipped my fingers from her and pulled her panties halfway down her thighs. As I got my first good look at her hairy mound I almost came. It was covered with a beautiful layer of light blond hair. Easily the blondest pussy hair I had ever seen. I reached out to her, my fingers finding their way back inside.
I could tell Erica was close. She still held my cock, but couldn’t quite focus on stroking it as my fingers drove into her. I had my palm rubbing across her mound and clit, as my fingers slipped in and out of her slick pussy. She would force her pussy into my hand every time my fingers slipped inside her. My fingers seemed to be getting wetter and wetter. I drove in even harder, squeezing and pressing into her each time my fingers reached inside.
As Erica rocked against my hand, I felt her body start to tremble. I was driving my fingers into her now at a steady hard pace. She was almost gasping for air and then she seemed to tense up and collapse against me, all at the same time, as she came. I buried my fingers into her and held them there as her pussy clamped tight around them. Her pussy never losing its grip has she rocked her hips back and forth for what seemed like forever. Finally her movement stopped, her breaths coming in quick rhythm as her pussy slowly relaxed around my fingers. My only thought at that moment was how wonderful it would have been if my cock had been inside her to feel what my fingers had just felt.
Erica had never let go of my cock that was in serious need of release. She seemed to realize that after a few moments and started to stroke it again. I moved her away from me slightly so I could look at her as she found a steady rhythm. God she was beautiful. One bra strap hanging down, a breast exposed, and her panties half way down her thighs. I was close now, I was about to cum. At that point she looked up at me, her faced flushed. She had that shy look on her face and gave me a small smile. I love her smile, it was enough to put me over the edge.
“Oh Erica, that’s it!” Came out of me in a half whispered shout.
“That’s it! It feels so good! Oh Ericaaaa!” I almost shouted, as I came. I came hard, my sperm landing on her right hip and upper thigh. She continued to stroke me while my body shuddered from the amazing climax she had just given me. As her hand slowed she looked down at her handy work, then finally stopped.
I was kind of sorry that it was over, as my euphoria was quickly being replaced by feelings of guilt, maybe even a little shame, for what I had just done to Erica. When she released me, I brought my hand to her chin and lifted it gently. She still had that small smile on her face. I leaned forward and kissed her again. She returned the kiss. It was gentle, almost loving. When we broke she stepped back, fixed her bra strap, and finished removing her panties. As she was doing this I grabbed a box of tissue from my desk. She handed me her panties, and I gave her the tissue. Without even thinking about it, I brought her panties to my face and inhaled her womanly scent. She smelled wonderful, a mix of earth, of flowers, of sea. A familiar smell, yet unique. She just looked at me as I did it. A look of surprise and curiosity all in one on her face.
I turned away from her then, pulling up my underwear and pants, while she cleaned herself up. I wish I had taken a picture of her with my cum running down her hip and thigh, however it just seemed wrong at that point. When I turned back to her, she was facing away from me. She had already started to pull up her jeans. Her beautiful naked ass fully on display. Another great shot that I would have to remember without a photograph. After her jeans were on, she put on her blouse, and turned to find her sandals. Now presentable, she walked up to me, surprised me with a another quick kiss, and said, “See you Monday.”
“Have a good weekend.” I replied.
I sat down at my desk and watched Erica leave my office. As she was leaving she looked back at me, one of her beautiful smiles on her face, then she was gone closing my office door behind her. I sat there for a few minutes reliving what had just happened, her panties still in my hand. I was invigorated by what had happened, but also felt guilt. Guilt for what I just did to her. Guilt for what I just did to Gloria.
I was so obsessed with getting Erica’s panties that I wasn’t thinking about anything else. Or anyone else. In the end she definitely enjoyed what my fingers did to her so that helped ease the guilt a little. As for Gloria, well, she would never find out, so where was the harm there.
I realized it was getting late, so I needed to get moving. I went to my computer and pulled up Erica’s contract. I located the wage table and added a new row. I put in her new rate, twenty five percent increase, and backdated it to the beginning of the month. I then emailed the updated contract to her agency.
I needed to get the photos off my phone, so I transferred them to a stick. I should have left then, but I couldn’t wait to look through the photos, so I did just that. They were amazing. I held Erica’s panties to my nose, inhaling her wonderful scent again, as I scanned through the best set of photos I had ever taken. She looked sexy in her jeans and then just her panties. I was sorry I didn’t get any nude photos, however the panty shots were what I really wanted. I would be masturbating with these, and of course her panties, for a very long time. I was hard again and thought about masturbating, however I decided to wait until the weekend.
The weekend came and went pretty quickly. I had two chances to look at the photos of Erica. Both times resulted in some of the most powerful orgasms I have ever had. I love women. I love making love to them. I can get just as much satisfaction though, by thinking about them as I masturbate. Especially when it involves their panties. I now had quite the growing collection of panties, with the latest addition of Erica’s being my new favorite. And just for the record I was right. The wonderful pair of light yellow cotton panties were a size 8.
As I went into work Monday morning, I had mixed emotions. I wanted to see Erica, but I didn’t want to see her. I was excited thinking about our little encounter, yet still feeling a little guilt. Ultimately she kept her job and got a raise, I got her panties, everyone won, so why couldn’t I just be happy?
I hadn’t been in my office ten minutes when there was a knock at my door. It was Erica, with one of her disarming smiles.
“Good morning, do you have a minute?” Erica asked.
“Yes.” I replied. Erica came in and closed the door. She was wearing a pair of light gray dress slacks and a not quite form fitting thin white knit top. As she sat down I wondered what her bra and panties looked like. I couldn’t help but think about her as she was in my office last Friday in only her bra and panties. I was, almost immediately, hard as a rock. Thank god I was sitting behind my desk. I wasn’t sure how I was going to be able to function around her.
I was brought back to the moment by Erica saying, “Thank you for the raise, it was more than I had asked for.”
I wasn’t sure how I was going to be with her, going forward. I wasn’t sure what I should say about what happened, or if I should just try and pretend it never happened. I wasn’t even sure what I should say now. I didn’t want to say, you earned it. That sounded cheap. So I just said, “You are very welcome.”
There was an awkward silence for a few moments. Erica seemed like she had something else to say, but couldn’t. Finally she asked, “Can I ask you a question?”
“Sure.” I replied.
“Was Friday just about getting my panties?” Erica asked hesitantly.
It definitely was not. Panties are most enjoyed when they are on or belong to a beautiful women. To me beauty is a shapely women. She doesn’t need to have movie star looks. A cute face is good, but even a plain look with a nice smile and eyes is okay with me. Erica was more cute than plain. As all that ran through my mind I decided to be honest, “I have a thing for panties. The fact that they were yours is more exciting than I could probably explain.”
Erica smiled slightly as she processed my response. After a moment of silence, I added, “Erica I’m sorry…”
“Don’t, I’m okay, you don’t need to say anymore.” Erica said, cutting me off. Again silence, then she asked, “Can I ask you one more question?”
“What’s your favorite?”
“Panties.” Erica replied, her smile a little larger than it had been.
“White cotton.” I replied without hesitation.
“Interesting… What style?”
“Just like your yellow pair.” I responded, my cock now raging.
“How did you know what color panties I was wearing?”
“Friday?” I asked, knowing she was talking about Friday.
“Yes. When you first told me you wanted my panties, you specifically said the yellow panties.”
“I saw the waistband of your panties while you were kneeling over that filing cabinet drawer.”
Erica stood then. I was surprised by her questions and was fumbling for something else to say. She seemed to understand how uncomfortable I was, then surprised me even more by walking around my desk, giving me a quick peck on my check and saying, “Everything is okay, I’m fine, we’re fine.”
Then Erica left. I watched her beautiful ass in the light gray slacks as she left. Unfortunately, there were no panty lines visible. Oh well, it was still a gorgeous sight to see.
The day flew by. I had a ton of meetings, most of them away from my floor and didn’t see Erica the rest of the day. Our first encounter went much better than I had expected so I was feeling okay. I even had a quick call with Gloria. She only had a few minutes to talk so although I felt a little guilty, I don’t think she noticed. She said it looked like she won’t be back until Friday now, so we probably won’t be able to see each other until next Monday. I tried to sound as disappointed as she did, however I needed the time to get past what had happened with Erica.
Tuesday came and I didn’t see Erica until just before lunch as I was returning to my office. She was wearing this lovely flowing, mid calf length, royal blue skirt, and a white short sleeve blouse. I had never seen her in an outfit like that before. She always wore slacks or jeans. She looked great. I only saw her from down the corridor so I was trying to come up with a reason to meet with her and see her wonderful outfit up close. She solved my dilemma for me. When I got to my desk and logged back onto my computer, I found a meeting notice from her. It was for 4:30 and titled, “Brief Review”. I wasn’t sure what it was about, but quickly accepted.
Erica showed up right at 4:30, giving a quick knock on the door as she walked in. She looked even more amazing up close. The white blouse had a low collar and buttons down the front. The blouse wasn’t too tight or too lose, just right to accentuate her ample chest. The bottom edge of her blouse ended at the top of her hips, flaring slightly, as it led to the royal blue skirt. The skirt was almost form fitting at the waist, with gentle flowing rounded pleats that got larger as they traveled down her legs. When she turned to me, after closing the door, I couldn’t help but stare at her skirt as it floated about her lovely body.
“Hi boss.” Erica said, with that wonderful smile of hers.
“Hello, have a seat.” I replied, then added, “What can I help you with?”
“Actually I’m here to help you. Well technically, give you a little thank you gift.” Erica said as she sat down. She still had the pleasant smile on her face, however she seemed a little nervous. I on the other hand was as hard as a rock.
“A gift for what?” I asked.
Erica made no response. She just looked at me for a moment. She seemed even more nervous, her breathing coming in shorter faster breaths. She seemed to almost tremble as she reached down and began to pull up her skirt. She was sitting at the edge of the chair her legs together. I watched with pure lust as her lower legs appeared fully, then her knees, and then her thighs. She did it slowly, teasing me, taunting me. She just looked at me the entire time, her hands stopping at her upper thighs. I could just make out her panties, a small triangle of light colored fabric almost obscured by the shadow of her skirt.
Erica sat like that for just a moment, then lifted her skirt a little higher. I could now see clearly that she had on a pair of white cotton panties. The material wrapping around her hips and disappearing into the fold created by her thighs that were still firmly held together. She then leaned back in the chair, spread her legs slightly, and lifted her lower body from the chair. I just stared at the soft white cotton that wrapped around her mound. The curves of her ass just visible as the panties disappeared beneath her. Her fingers grasped the sides of her panties then and she stated to pull them down. As she removed her panties, her skirt slid back down to her thighs, preventing me for really seeing her beautiful blonde bush.
Erica slid her panties down her beautiful legs, lowering herself back into the chair, then leaning forward to remove them. Once they were off, she stood and walked around my desk. I turned my chair to her as she handed me the panties and said, “Show me what you do with them.”
Gloria had caught me masturbating twice. Seen me cum while masturbating. She had even seen me rub my cock with the white silk panties I had given her. That was only for a short time though. No one had actually seen me take a pair of panties and masturbate with them until I came. No had ever seen me masturbate with panties from start to finish. I didn’t hesitate to do it in front of Erica.
I undid my pants and pulled them down along with my underwear. My rock hard cock standing up straight. Erica just stood there watching me as I brought her white cotton panties to my face and inhaled her scent. As I took in her wonderful, now familiar smell, my cock twitched. I could feel the dampness within the soft fabric. It was obvious she was quite turned on by the thought of giving me her panties and what she wanted to see me do.
Erica just watched me, holding her panties to my face. That same look of curiosity she had when I did it with her yellow panties. After a moment I lowered her panties from my face, and slipped my left hand inside them so that the back panel draped over my palm. I then wrapped her panties around my cock. She just stood there staring at my panty encased hand as I started to stroke my cock. I did it slowly, with short strokes, my hand focused on the sensitive head of my cock. Typically a woman doesn’t give as good a hand job as what you can do yourself. The reason is, that they stroke your entire cock, rather than just where it is most sensitive.
Erica seemed mesmerized by the sight before her. By the sight of her panties wrapped around my cock. By the sight of the head of my cock appearing and disappearing within the soft white cotton fabric.
I love the sight of panties wrapped around my cock. That in itself is enough to get me off. But looking at myself masturbating, then up at Erica in her lovely outfit watching me, was too much.
I would like to have said that I masturbated for what seemed like forever. That Erica was so turned on that she started to touch herself for me. That she was so turned on that she lifted her skirt, straddled me, and rode my rock hard cock until I exploded inside her. However the feel of her cotton panties rubbing against my cock, soft and rough all at the same time. The sight of her watching me, curiosity and excitement evident on her face. The look of her in that blue skirt and white blouse. Remembering her uplifted skirt and the sight of her panties just before she removed them. All contributed to a quick end to my little show.
A quick gasp, almost grunt, was the only warning Erica had as I erupted. I came, I came hard, and I came a lot. It was now all over my upper thighs and her panties. It felt so good I continued to stroke myself long after I had stopped cumming.
Erica watched me until I stopped, her focus solely on my softening cock. She then looked up at me and said, “Wow.” She leaned over then, gave me a quick kiss on the lips, then left. As she opened my office door enough to slip out, I turned back to my desk to hide my inappropriate state.
Once my office door closed, I cleaned myself up. After I had my pants back up I looked at Erica’s gift. I was a little disappointed because I had got cum on the panties, however it was mainly in one area on the back. I cleaned them as best I could then laid them out on my desk. They were identical to the yellow pair I had made her give me. I looked inside, then ran my fingers over the cotton panel that moments ago was against her beautiful blonde pussy. The material was quite wet. Wetter than I had realized. I wondered how wet she was now after watching me cum with her panties.
I also wondered what Erica thought of me. Did she think I was a pervert? At that moment I really didn’t care. I actually felt great. Looking at her panties, I was actually getting hard again. I would use them tonight if I had the chance.
I’m so excited I’m going to stain this skirt, Erica thought as she left work, driving back to her hotel. I should have brought an extra pair of panties with me. When she got into her room, she immediately kicked off her shoes and dropped her skirt, letting it pool in a puddle of fabric on the floor. She climbed on the bed, laid down on her back, and reached down cupping her mound with her right hand. She gave herself a gentle squeeze, savouring the almost electric tingle that shot through her body.
God that was so naughty, Erica thought, watching her boss masturbate with her little white panties. She was far beyond excited as she started to rub her soaking wet pussy with her fingers. She didn’t need much stimulation before she was arching her back, a powerful orgasm ripping through her.
Erica laid there awhile as her breathing returned to normal. Once it did, she sat up, removed her blouse and bra, and then laid back down. She was going to masturbate again. This time though she would do it slowly, knowing that her second climax would be better than the first. She was an expert at touching herself. She could get off quickly like she just did, or make it last by bringing herself to the edge and back for as long as she wanted to.
Over the years Erica has had her share of men. One night stands as well as long term relationships. She wasn’t a slut so the one nighters were far and few between. As far as the relationships went, they got shorter in duration as the years have gone by. Never really finding the right guy. If she was being honest, she probably never would.
As far as the sex went, Erica’s experiences were nothing to write about. She enjoyed sex, has had great sex at times, but nothing that even compared to what happened to her last Friday or today. She focused on Friday first as her right hand found her pussy again and her left hand found a naked breast. She used her middle finger, sliding it up from her wet opening to her clit then back down, entering herself with just the tip of her finger, before repeating the movement. At the same time she gently pinched and twisted one of her small hard nipples.
When Erica entered her boss’s office last Friday, she was a little nervous. She knew she had been struggling a little. She also knew the stories about her boss being quick to fire contractors if they didn’t perform. It was kind of ironic because in all her dealings with him, he didn’t seem to be that way, he was nice. In fact she actually found him to be somewhat attractive. It still came as a blow to her though when he said he was letting her go. At that moment she felt powerless. It should have been even more of a shock when he asked for her panties. A million thoughts ran through her head then. They ran the gamut of emotions. She was surprised though when one of those emotions, actually the strongest emotion, or should she say feeling, was that she had become aroused. A tingling that started as soon as she realized he was actually asking for her panties.
Erica thought about how anyone in her position would have run from that office. She didn’t though. In fact, when her boss said he wanted to take her panties off himself, and take pictures for god’s sake, she was even more aroused. She was actually turned on by how wrong it was. By the feeling of being controlled, and the helplessness she felt at that moment with her boss. Yes she pretended to not want to go along, however she never once considered not doing whatever he said.
Erica was becoming too excited again, too fast. She wanted to make it last, so she went to lightly squeezing her breast and not focusing on her nipple. She continued to slip her finger inside her wet pussy, but avoided her over sensitive clit.
Erica though about how much her boss seemed to enjoy undressing her and exposing her panties. How he excited her when his fingers slipped inside the waistband of her jeans before pulling her zipper down. How he pressed his fingers into her, causing an excitement in her that at the time, she had hoped wasn’t noticeable. When he pulled her jeans down, leaving her with her panties fully exposed, is when her pussy began to become moist. She felt naked then, even though he had yet to pull her panties down. She knew her ass looked good in the cotton panties. She knew he was turned on. And she knew she was turned by what he was making her do. If he had taken the next move then, touched her, fondled her, she wouldn’t have stopped him. That is how excited she was.
Erica rubbed her pussy a little faster as she thought about her boss, caressing her breast with his hand, taking her nipple with his lips and tongue, kissing her, and pulling down his pants and exposing his hard cock. It felt as hard as it looked when he placed her hand on it. It was warm, the soft edges of the head tickling her palm as she started to stroke him. It always amazed her that a cock could feel like steel, yet still be soft to the touch. When he first started to feel her breast through her shirt and bra, her pussy became wetter. When he touched her panties for the first time she almost came.
Erica now had two fingers inside her as she relived her boss fucking her pussy with his. She tried to match the pace he used when he made her cum. She was close now, ready to cum just like she did with him. She wanted it to last though, so she slowed then, almost stopping all together, as she thought about what happened next. She had one of the most amazing orgasms she has ever had, and then her boss came, his warm cum landing on her body. That in itself had got her excited again, however what he did with her panties excited her even more.
Erica was fascinated by her boss smelling her panties. She knew guys liked panties that is why Victoria’s Secret existed, however she didn’t know they liked to smell them. She had watched him inhaling her scent, a look of desire on his face. With all that had happened, the excitement from being undressed, the unbelievable orgasm she had, and the satisfaction she felt by making her boss cum, she couldn’t stop thinking about what he did and would be doing with her panties. She knew he was going to masturbate with them. So that is what she had been thinking about almost constantly.
Erica had seen guys give their cock a few strokes before they made love to her. She had seen guys stroke their cock to finish themselves off after they had pulled out of her. She had never watched a guy just masturbate, and never with panties. She was obsessed with what her boss must be doing with her yellow panties. He was masturbating with her panties. He was wrapping them around his cock and rubbing himself until he came. She had been masturbating every chance she got since Friday, thinking of her boss’s panty fetish. She wanted to watch him, she had to see him do it. So she hatched her plan. She couldn’t believe she went through with it though. In the end it was actually too easy. She found out what his favorite panties were. Wore them all day, making them moist with her juices. Then took them off in front of him, and just like that he was masturbating for her.
Erica increased the movement of her two fingers inside her soaking wet pussy. Again she tried to match the pace her boss used on Friday. With her other hand she found her clit and rubbed it in quick circular motions. She thought about him smelling her white panties then wrapping them around his cock. She had been so turned on watching him she was almost soaked. She wanted his cock inside her then, however she needed to see him masturbate. She needed to see what he did with her panties. She needed to see all of it. She couldn’t believe how quickly he came or how much he came. She remembered that all she could say was wow.
Erica was ready now. She thought about her boss’s fingers inside her. She thought about him masturbating with her white panties. She thought about how she felt last Friday, helpless and excited all at the same time. She thought about her boss wanting more. She is not sure why, but she thought about him bending her over his desk, lifting her blue skirt, and driving his big hard cock into her pussy. That was it, she was there, her hips rising, her pussy clamping around her fingers, another orgasm ripping through her. It was much more intense than the first. She felt like her pussy would never let go of her fingers as her whole body shook. It was wonderful, so erotic. She finally relaxed back into the bed as her pussy released its grip on her soaking wet fingers.
Erica laid there for a while, thinking about what it would be like to get taken by her boss. She wanted him to control her. To take advantage of her again. This time with his cock. She was willing to bet he would do it without hesitation if he knew she wanted him to. All she needed was another plan.
Tuesday night I went to bed early. I couldn’t wait to pull out Erica’s panties. I held the white pair to my face as I stroked my cock with the yellow pair. I was in heaven. I thought about what I did to her last Friday and what I did in front of her today. It didn’t take long before I was shooting cum all over my stomach and chest. I went to sleep that night thinking of Erica in her sexy blue skirt.
The following day was another busy one. It was hard to concentrate as I thought about Erica. I was even more reluctant to see her, now that she had seen me masturbating with her panties. She wanted it though, and I could tell she enjoyed watching me. Around mid-morning, she passed by my door, stopping to say good morning. She had on a light green pastel colored top and a black skirt. Another skirt, that was even sexier than the blue one. The skirt was cotton or some type of blend. It looked soft to the touch. It hugged her hips and extended to just past her knees. It was flared slightly at the bottom, giving it a more casual look. The light green top was tight. It appeared to be molded around her breasts and slightly pear shaped abdomen. As I have said, she has some curves, curves that make her even more attractive. Even the black flats she wore that exposed most of the tops of her feet were sexy.
I mumbled good morning back as my eyes ran down Erica’s body and then back up. She waited a moment while I undressed her with my eyes, then stepped into my office, walked up to my desk, and whispered, “Light green in case you were wondering, kind of like my blouse.” Then she walked back out.
I was stiffening just from the sight of Erica, I became fully erect when she told me what color panties she was wearing. I knew she was talking about her panties and I wanted to see them. She wasn’t gone five minutes when I got a meeting notice from her for 4:30. It was titled, “Green Brief.” I’m sure she knew I was thinking about our last meeting and thought she was teasing me. I didn’t want to masturbate again though, I wanted to have my way with her. I wanted to stick my cock in her tight little pussy and show her what happens when you tease someone. And somehow I knew that is exactly what she wanted. My department was usually deserted by 4:30 during the week, however I wanted to be sure so I proposed a new time of 5:00 o’clock. She accepted it almost immediately, then I tried to get some work done.
5:00 o’clock came and went with no sign of Erica. At about twenty past, she showed up.
“You’re late.” I said with a smile on my face.
“I was waiting for everyone to leave.” Erica responded.
After Erica closed the door, she walked to the side of my desk and leaned over it. She laid her upper body onto the top, her head turned towards me, her cheek on the desk as well. I looked at her for a moment then stood, her face directly in front of me. I kicked off my shoes and removed my pants and underwear. I was rock hard, my cock sticking out about a foot from her beautiful face. I stepped forward, expecting her to turn away. Instead she parted her lips as I put my cock into her warm wet mouth.
Erica took the head of my cock into her without hesitation. She gently sucked and licked as I slowly pumped my cock between her lips. My right hand went to the back of her head, holding it gently, as I violated her beautiful mouth. I then reached out with my left hand, running it down her back and over her skirt. I went right to her big beautiful ass, feeling it for the first time. I could feel her skirt slipping easily over her panties and knew that they were silk. I had to see them so I pulled up her skirt and saw a sexy pair of light green satin panties. The soft wonderful material fit loosely around her beautiful ass. The material wrapped around the edges, the stitching giving the edges a ruffled look. They were hot. I ran my hand over them, squeezing each ass cheek as I did. The entire time she continued to suck my cock that was becoming over excited. I could have easily cum in her mouth then, but I wanted more.
I pulled my cock from Erica’s mouth and was treated to one of her little smiles. I then stepped around behind her and took in the sight of her beautiful panty covered ass. I stepped up behind her with my feet spread a little wider than hers. This allowed me to press my cock between her thighs, the top of it, rubbing against her satin covered mound. As I began to slowly dry hump her from behind, I grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pushed it up exposing a matching light green satin bra. She propped herself up on her elbows, allowing me to reach underneath and cup her wonderful breasts. I gently squeezed and caressed her breasts as my hard cock continued to rub between her thighs. I could feel the warmth from her pussy through her satin panties. She was turned on. She was already breathing heavy from the pressure against her sexy blonde pussy.
I enjoyed the sight of Erica’s shapely ass and hips, covered in the soft satin panties. I enjoyed the sight of her skirt pushed up around her waist. I enjoyed the sight of her blouse pushed up over her bra, the satin back and sides trimmed in a thin border of light green lace. I could have finished myself then. Finished by just rubbing against her and taking in the sight of her with her panties and bra exposed. But I wanted to feel myself inside her. I stood back then, grabbed her panties and pulled them down, just enough to expose her luscious ass. I moved back into her, pressing my cock between her ass cheeks and downward slightly, until I found her warm wet pussy. I entered her slowly, feeling her whole body tremble, while her tight wet pussy took my hard cock fully inside her.
I didn’t move for a moment, while Erica’s pussy adjusted to my rock hard cock. Her pussy seemed to be squeezing my cock in rhythm with her breathing. I then started to slowly pull my cock out, then push it back inside her. I wanted it to last so I kept the pace slow, methodical, gentle, it felt so good. Her pussy almost constantly gripping my cock. She was breathing heavy now, trying to push back against me as I entered her, trying to increase the pace. For a while I didn’t, and it was driving her crazy.
“Faster, please.” Erica almost begged.
I did a few more slow strokes, just to tease Erica a little more, then quickly drove my cock into her as hard as I could. She half screamed, “Yes, that’s it! When I pulled out and drove into her again, she screamed, “Just like that!”
I kept up a quick hard pace for a few moments. Not as forceful, as when she had responded to me, but still quite hard. I was mesmerized by the sight of Erica’s big beautiful ass. My cock appearing then disappearing beneath it. The look of her soft cheeks as they pressed against my upper thighs each time we came together. I had my hands on her full round hips, using them to pull her against me.
Erica was lying flat against the desk now, her hands gripping the sides, as I continued to drive my rock hard cock into her. I could tell she was close. I wanted her to come. I wanted to feel her pussy squeeze my cock the way it had my fingers. I drove into her again as hard as I could.
“Oh yes!” Erica screamed.
Again I drove into her.
“Oh yes, yes!”
“Oh, oh my god!” Erica screamed as she came. Her pussy locking onto my cock as I buried it one last time, holding it fully inside her. The warmth I had felt from her pussy was now warmer, the wetness now wetter. Her pussy squeezing my cock so hard I thought she would either hurt herself or me. It felt unbelievable. I had never felt anything like it. I stood there not moving, until finally her pussy and body slowly relaxed. The entire time, she just laid there across the desk looking back at me, smiling.
I had almost cum, when Erica did. I was over excited and needed to finish, so I went back to slowly pumping my cock into her. Her pussy still gripped my cock, but not as forcefully. She grabbed the sides of the desk again, but was still too drained from her climax to do anything but lay there. It was actually turning me on even more. The feeling that I was violating her while she just laid there. I picked up the pace again, the feel of her soft wet opening caressing my cock felt amazing. I then moved my hands back slightly, grasping her ass cheeks with my thumbs. I pulled her ass cheeks apart, as I entered her, allowing me to bury myself even more. Each time I did it, her little wrinkled hole would come into view.
I have often thought about having anal sex with a women, but had never tried it. Looking at Erica’s cute little hole excited me even more. I wondered what she would do if I pulled my cock out and tried to enter her. The thought of such a forbidden act was all that I needed. I was ready to cum. I wanted to cum in her ass. I wanted to stick my hard cock into her tight little hole and blow my load. I wanted to fuck her beautiful ass. That was it, I came. I came hard, filling her pussy with my seed, with a couple of hard hesitant strokes.
I just stood there a moment, my cock still buried in Erica. I leaned over and gave her a kiss. It was a little awkward with her head turned to the side against the desk, but nice just the same. When I leaned back I looked down at her beautiful ass again and decided I had to touch her little hole. I pulled back slightly running the tip of my thumb across the exposed base of my cock, making it slick with our juices. I then slide it up between her ass cheeks and pressed it against her. My thumb never really entered her, just pressed against the tight opening of her ass. Her reaction was quite intense. Her eyes closed, her head tilted back, a whimper coming from her as she squeezed her ass cheeks together and her pussy clamped itself around my dick again.
“You are going to give me a heart attack.” Erica said as she pushed herself up from the desk.
My cock slipped from Erica’s pussy as she stood. She turned to me, pulling her shirt back down, and we kissed. I had one hand on her back, the other on her ass as I pulled her against me. My cock was still semi hard, pressing against her lower body. I swear I could have made love to her again, but it was late.
When we finally broke our kiss, Erica reached down and pulled up her silk panties that were still around her thighs and pulled down her skirt that had remained above her lovely hips. I quickly got dressed as well, then took her in my arms for another kiss. I couldn’t resist reaching down and caressing her ass. The sexy feel of the satin panties beneath her skirt turning me on again. We pressed our lower bodies together as if we were going to start all over, however I knew we needed to go. One last kiss, then we said our goodbyes.
Story by murphybrown537