petes478
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Annie was a busy executive waking each day at 6 am and getting out of the shower at 6:20, making her coffee and drinking it while she towelled her wet body dry, applied her make up, and dressed in white stockings and garterbelts, matching white lace panties and bra, silk blouse and skirt.
Out the door each day by 7 am she was the very picture of the modern responsible feminine executive.
Her fantasy was fulfilled as she made her way home one evening. She encountered a man who looked at her up and down in the elevator as they were both leaving the building. Together smiling nervously and making small talk as they walked through the parking lot to their cars.
She thought about him all the way home. It was the way he had looked at her. She felt violated - undressed - gawked at - by a man - he gazed at her - up and down - with "the hunger" that certain men show in their face - in their eyes - she was wet - she felt herself dripping - in between her legs - she was gushing - what was this effect? she wondered to herself - her face flushing red - her heart pumping audibly in her chest - her heaving bosom - his hand on her tit - his masterful hands all over her - she was his! making a puddle in her panties as she drove home.
What is it that certain women feel and respond to in certain men? the threat? The danger she perceived? Was any of it real? She thought of him surprising her in her home - in her bed - taking her suddenly and forecefully with no warning - she was intrigued and she was playing with these ideas in her head.
Out the door each day by 7 am she was the very picture of the modern responsible feminine executive.
Her fantasy was fulfilled as she made her way home one evening. She encountered a man who looked at her up and down in the elevator as they were both leaving the building. Together smiling nervously and making small talk as they walked through the parking lot to their cars.
She thought about him all the way home. It was the way he had looked at her. She felt violated - undressed - gawked at - by a man - he gazed at her - up and down - with "the hunger" that certain men show in their face - in their eyes - she was wet - she felt herself dripping - in between her legs - she was gushing - what was this effect? she wondered to herself - her face flushing red - her heart pumping audibly in her chest - her heaving bosom - his hand on her tit - his masterful hands all over her - she was his! making a puddle in her panties as she drove home.
What is it that certain women feel and respond to in certain men? the threat? The danger she perceived? Was any of it real? She thought of him surprising her in her home - in her bed - taking her suddenly and forecefully with no warning - she was intrigued and she was playing with these ideas in her head.
