When I arrive at my office in the morning, there is a package on my desk. Since I know what it is, I put it to the side and do a bit of work. At lunch time, I close my door and lock it before picking up the package. The label on it is plain, typed and the return address is for some non-descript company. I ordered it only a couple of days ago from one of my favourite websites.
Inside the package, there is a pair of panties. The front is a smooth, white silk panel, edged with pink satin ruffles that continue up around the back into a thong and also rim the waist of the panties.
As I unzip my pants, I start to think about how these panties will be a perfect match to the rest of the outfit I chose for my slut this morning: 6" pink stiletto heels, thigh-high sheer white stockings with matching pink satin ruffle around the tops, a lacy, white, strapless bra that works more like a bustier to lift up her tits without covering the nipple, and a white silk collar that has "COCK CANDY" written on it in pink, cursive letters.
I start stroking my thick, veined, 8" cock and think about how my little slut will look in the outfit. She is 19, blonde, and about 5"6 with nice big C-cup tits. I know that her perky, hard nipples will look delicious poking out just above the two pink ribbons on her white bra.
Before long, I have to grab some of the tissues on my desk to soak up the cum after I orgasm thinking about what I'll do to her when I get home tonight.
The rest of the afternoon passes by quickly, and I put the panties into my briefcase and leave a few minutes early. On the way home, I stop at the bakery and pick up some strawberry jam tarts and the baker wraps them in foil for me so that they stay warm.
I open the door to my house and close it quickly, locking it behind me. In front of me, kneeling on the white carpet is my slut dressed exactly as I thought, in the outfit I left for her this morning. She had put her hair into two pigtails and was wearing glossy pink lipstick, her hands behind her back. Since she was kneeling with her legs slight spread, I could see that she had even freshly shaved her pussy. I knew that she probably wanted my cock and the new panties so badly she could barely stop from dripping her wetness onto the carpet.
"How was your day, Sir?" she asks me sweetly.
"It was good...why don't we have a seat and I'll tell you about it?" I tell her, and we go into the next room, she walking in front of me, her tight-little ass bouncing. Its tanned brown like the rest of her, and I know its because she sunbathes nude. In the middle, there is a big, black leather office chair without arms. I sit down, and she sits on my lap sideways, legs dangling over one side and arms around my neck. My face is level with her nice, round, tanned tits and I'm sure she can feel my hard cock pressing through my pants against her bare ass.
"So...anything exciting happen today?" she says.