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“I have an idea. I think I could help you with your difficult situation. Perhaps you could—um, thrust between my thighs? I knew my outfit would be appropriate for work.” “My thighs are quite soft, and…” she looks at you with lust. “There’s just enough space between my thighs for you to fit.”

“I just...well, I’m just a little shy. Did I do this, sir?” she asks you shyly. “Is it because my skirt is a little too short, or should I have worn stockings? I don’t really like wearing them and I wasn’t sure if it was appropriate to walk around without them to the office…” “No, I really like this look. Your bare legs are beautiful,” you confess truthfully. At this point, go big or go home. “Oh, y—you like them? Well, I’m glad, but I just worry that it might have been a bit too, um, ‘sexy.’ Goodness, I was a bit clumsy today and I did bend over a little far when picking up my documents in front of you…” You remember. The sight of her black lacy panties will never leave your mind ever again.