The following is a true story told to me by someone who I believe very much.
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Some years ago, I took a job where I was one of the youngest people at the company. At 24, many of my co-workers were old enough to be my parents. Because of this many of the "older" women used to like to flirt a bit with me as I assume this made them feel good to be flirting with a younger guy. Nothing serious ever took place but I enjoyed making these women feel a bit better about themselves. A quick glance at their legs or a short stare often brought a smile to their faces.
One summer day, I went outside with three co-workers: a male and two females. We left the building through a fire escape in the basement of the building and headed up some steps that led to the ground level. Dave, the first person out the door made it to the top of the steps while the two women, Nancy and Claudia stopped about three steps from the top and after both placed what looked like a hand towel on the step, they sat down. They were all smokers and were outside simply for a break and the opportunity to smoke, while I was just joining them to get outside for a few minutes.
I knew all three of these individuals reasonably well. Dave was the boss of the two women and while I had more interaction with him, I did know both Nancy and Claudia to an extent. Both were interesting, attractive women who I guessed were in their mid-to-late 30s or maybe in their early 40s.
I stayed on the landing area where the door we had exited the building from was located, about a half-dozen steps below the two women and we began to chat as they all got their nicotine fix. Claudia, a red head, was wearing a brown and red dress that was wrapped under her knees tightly and she had her hand holding her dress in place around her legs. I happened to glance at Nancy, a black haired woman dressed in a light green skirt and white blouse. I actually did a double-take when I noticed that from where Nancy was sitting, I could clearly see between her legs. She was wearing white pantyhose with a pair of white panties underneath.
As we all listened to Dave express his views on politics or something, I couldn't help but stare at the area between Nancy's legs. At one point she reached up to place her lighter on the edge of the steps and she casually spread her legs even further apart. By now, I realized my cock was hard and hoped that nobody else noticed it. I could just barely make out the scalloped elastic trim that edged the leg openings on Nancy's panties.
After a period of trying not to stare completely, I glanced up at Nancy and she was looking me right in the eye. There was no doubt that she saw me looking at her crotch region. However, she made no immediate effort to close her legs. After I looked away, I quickly glanced back and while I knew she was watching me closely, her legs remained relaxed and apart. I simply couldn't help myself--I'd never been in a position like this before.
After a few minutes, Nancy stood up and said she would be back but had to make a restroom visit. I assumed my opportunity to view her crotch was over for good. She came down the steps towards me and I avoided any eye contact with her as she went past and reentered the building through the door we had propped open.
When Nancy returned a few minutes later, I watched her rear as she ascended the steps to take her previous position sitting on the towel. Nancy kept her thighs closely together and I was now certain that she had been conscious of my previous voyeuring activities. As we all continued listening to Dave expound upon ways to solve all the world's problems or something like that, I cautiously looked at Nancy. She was staring directly at me. As our eyes were locked onto each other, I could tell she was slowly opening her legs once again. When they assumed the position they were previously at, I casually looked at her crotch once again and instead of seeing her panties, I saw a patch of black hair covered only by the white nylon of her pantyhose. She had removed her panties!
I quickly looked back at Nancy's eyes and saw she had ever so slight a grin on her face. Casual but enough to know that she was very aware of what she was doing. She made no effort to close her legs and I did everything I could to make sure Dave and Claudia didn't notice my gazing. She had a thick growth of black hair between her legs and it made actually viewing her vaginal opening difficult. The white nylon crotch of her pantyhose was reasonably transparent so I could see her vaginal area quite clearly. Nancy acted very casual and focused herself on the discussion with her boss and coworker. Sadly Dave suggested it was time to return to work so we all ended up walking back inside together, with me trying to cover up my crotch until my hard-on subsided.
Late that day, as I worked in my office, Nancy appeared in the doorway. I looked up and she entered the office and silently walked around my desk until she stood next to me. From my left side, as she placed her right hand on my shoulder, I saw her pull her other hand out of her light green jacket pocket and she dropped what turned out to be, upon a closer look, a pair of white panties in my lap. She leaned to my ear and whispered, "Same time, same place tomorrow!" and then walked out immediately.
I quickly took Nancy's panties and put them in the bottom of my briefcase so nobody else would see them. When I got back to my apartment, I pulled them out and checked them closely. They were a high-cut style and I could see the scalloping of the leg openings so there was no doubt that these were the panties Nancy had been wearing earlier in the day. They were obviously worn with a bit of female seepage in the crotch and I managed to find one thin black hair stuck to the cotton crotch. Needless to say, I masturbated with them replaying the events of the day before eventually falling asleep with them in my hand.
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The next day I awoke full of nervous anticipation. I wondered what Nancy had in store for me?
I made certain that I "just happened" into Nancy's department about the same time as the previous day and the four of us went outside once again, taking up basically the same positions from the day before. Nancy was wearing a light blue skirt with a lighter blue blouse while Claudia was once again wearing a dress--although it was cut shorter than the one she had worn the day before. I saw both women had brought a hand towel once again to put on the step before sitting down to prevent dirtying their clothes.
As Dave started into another rambling discourse on something, I looked at Nancy and she slowly opened her legs. The first thing I noticed was she had on stockings instead of pantyhose. I'd never seen a woman with stockings. I noticed the lace near the top of the stocking and continued my gaze further up her thigh. It was then that I saw she was wearing a garter belt to hold up her stockings but once again she was sitting in front of me with no panties on. I could see her naked pussy! The combination of black pubic hair and a thick bush made her pussy lips only somewhat visible but her vaginal area was very visible. I thought I would come in my pants!
Nancy kept herself still as she knew I was gazing at her pussy. I casually glanced at Dave and then shifted my eyes to Claudia to make certain she wasn't noticing my stares at her coworker. I couldn't help but do a double-take at Claudia because I could see clearly up her dress today as well. She was wearing a 'nude' shade of pantyhose but no panties! Claudia had natural red hair and I could see the bright red growth surrounding her pussy through her pantyhose. The crotch itself had a white panel so I wasn't able to see the same level of intimate detail as I had with Nancy the day before. I looked quickly to Claudia's eyes and knew that she was well aware of the view she was providing me. I could also tell she was nervous.
As Dave continued the chat (I have no idea what he said, I wasn't listening), I continued to gaze at the private areas of these two ladies. I had an aching erection and was afraid Dave would see it. I didn't mind if Nancy or Claudia did but I would have been really embarrassed if another guy had noticed it. In any event, he was too engrossed in his cigarettes and talk to notice.
We eventually had to go back inside and as we all got to the hallway inside, Dave broke off and went his own way. Nancy leaned over to me with Claudia within earshot and said, "What are you going to do about your problem?" At first I didn't know what she meant and then it struck me she was talking about the pole in my pants.
I didn't think before replying, "I think a session in the men's room should help me out. Unless you have a better idea."
