Felicity and Samir
Felicity had dressed carefully the day of the meeting with Samir. To ensure she kept her word to Megan she had invited him to the office. She had worn thick leggings under a short skirt. A formal jacket with 3 inch heels completed the outfit, not very typical work attire but ok.
As it came time for the meeting with Samir, she began to transform her outfit. She rolled down her thick leggings and stepped out of them. She wondered what to do with her panties, whether to leave them on or loose them, but in the end she left them on. They are crotchless anyways she reasoned.
She took off her jacket to reveal a lacy shell. Next to go was her bra. All she had on now was an ultra short skirt and a shell. Now she was ready for the meeting.
The shell was really lingerie and not meant to be worn outside the bedroom. It had lace around her breasts and braless, her nipples were playing peekaboo. The shell had deep cut shoulders and without a bra, her breasts were a sway away from sneaking out.
She arranged the seating like before. As Samir entered the room and saw her seated like the last time, he was smiling from ear to ear. He knew what was about to happen. He was waiting for her legs to open up and get a glimpse of her pussy.
He kept a serious look on his face as he sat down. Her legs were still crossed.
As he settled in, Felicity asked, "So did you bring the panties, I gave you last time."
"Yes Ma'm," came the reply.
"Tell me what you did with my panty," enquired Felicity.
"I did nasty things with it, and to it," replied Samir.
"How nasty?"
"Well once we left your office, we ran to the men's room and each of us jumped into a stall. I dont know what Mike did, but I sniffed them again and again. I then pulled out my cock, wrapped your panties around it and shot my load in it. I repeated the same thing a few more times at home," responded Samir.
The dreamy look on his face as he described the actions to her panty, demonstrated his lust in a very apparent manner.
Felicity's breath quickened as she heard this and internalized that she had been the object of such unbridled lust. She had originally planned to sit on the chair and flash her pussy like last time to torment the young man. But that was only giving him pleasure not her and she needed release.
So despite her agreement with Megan, she got up and sat right by him. Samir was disappointed by this initially but as she sat next to him, her boob spilled out of the shell and grazed his arm sending a jolt of blood to his crotch.
"Glad you really enjoyed that panty. You know I didn't pick a thong since it doesn't have much fabric. I took a regular panty, and once I had played with myself, I stuffed it all the way in my pussy to ensure it soaked in all my juices. I wanted to make sure you guys had something special."
Samir smiled and said, "Gee thanks, Felicity. It brought me of 10 times, so it hit the bullseye."
"Doesn't your cock hurt when you jack off so many times," asked Felicity, tracing her fingers across his zipper and continuing, "I don't want your jewels to be damaged," in a husky tone.
"You poor baby, jacking off so many times, come to Mommy," she said pulling his head onto her bosom.
"And that panty was meant to be used only once. You could have asked me for another one after you deposited your load in it. It was no trouble for me to make you another one."
Samir gulped, his Adam's apple bobbing before saying, "You would give me another one, wow! Can I get one now?"
