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Night Watchman
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The Night Watchman
I worked in a office full of sexy women, they are very professional and very good
looking. The secretary Liz is one of the best looking one. She is a brunett in
her mid 20's. She is a born tease. Everyday just before lunch, she would swing
her chair around, where I had a good look at. She'd pull up her skirt just below
her crotch, extend her legs and examine her pantyhose for run. She had really
good legs. Her fingers would trace a path up and down her smooth leg, twisting
and turning each leg, checking for every surface. Then, satisfied she pulled down
her skirt and went to lunch. This little show of hers caused me to have wet patch
and stains every day in my underware. Liz is professional in every other regard
and a superior worker. For a while I tried not to look, but that did not work.
Sometimes she make a little noises, when she discoved she had a run, she would
run to the women's room to change her pantyhose. When she came out I could tell
she had a new nylon on and the whooshing sound her skirt rubbing against her new
pantyhose was driving me nut. Worst of all, there was no place to jerk off near
by.
I close the office everyday. As this involved checking every room, and I got a
chance to jerk off in the women's toilet. I also started checking the trash can
for discarded women's pantyhose and panties. I would find a pair once every
so often, and I would always jerk off in it, pretending it came from Liz if I did
not see Liz changed her pantyhose durinf the day. Pantyhose held the erotic
odor women produced daily, and my nose would be sniffing away at every
scrape of silky fabric search for the destintivly femanent scent. I
concentrated on the foot area and the crotch area where the body's sweat
glans emitts its greatest volumn. The foot area are usually encasted in
tight leather heel and sweat build up at the under sole of the feet and
making the nylon smelled vinegarly sweet and sour. Some nylon are so stinky
that I had to hold it away from my nose to catch my breath before I faint.
The women's pantyhose crotch are unually keep under tight skirt and crossed
legs, making them hot, humid and, sweaty. Most of them also have one the
the cotton crotch panel to absorb all of the little juice and odor women
produces through out the day. When she was horny and had a dirty thought,
her pussy will emitt it sexual juice that is accomanied by the musky smell.
The smell and juice will cling to the crotch panel and soaked in, some of
the crotch were so soiled that the secreation were thick and stiff. They
smelled so wonderful and sexy. I managed to identified Liz's pantyhose and
knew that she does not wear panties under her pantyhose, since that I could
find her pussy hair stick to the inside of her pussy goos. Her pussy hair
are dark brown in color and are very kinky and soft. I have collected all
of her pube hair in a jar, they are so sexy and I licked them with my
tongue to taste them. One pantyhose I found that I still don't know the
wearer was a dark tan color, the crotch was ripped open and was drenched in
female secretion that it ran down the thight. The wearer must had
masturbated in them before tossing them out, it had 6 light blond pube
among its mess. I am still trying to figure out who the wearer was.
As you know, it is custom for working women to wear tennis shoe coming to work.
many women carry heels with them, but some don't, they just leave them at work.
At night I walk around the building looking for high heel shoes. There are always
a few pairs. One of my favroit is a young executive, Julie, who keeps a half a
dozen pairs in her office. they are various hight, color, and style. If I
couldn't find any other heels going around, I would always got back to Julie's
collection to masturbate with.
I also check for any sportsbags and purses, I often find workout clothes, thight,
panties, pantyhose, and lingeries doing so. Many women like to have a spare set
of undies at work. I usually use a pair of stinky heels to get my cock in the
mood, then I used the sweaty leotard's crotch as a enhancer, and finally a well
soiled panties over my face would make me cum and cum, leaving few drops of semen
in the panty crotch and bra cups. And always, I shot most of my load in to the
toe of a high heel. I would clean up most of the mess from the shoes, but leaving
it moist enough to smelled like sweaty female feet and semen.
Julie kept a gym bag full of workout cloth in her drawer under lock, but I
have obtained the master key for all the drawers. It was a heaven the first
time I discoved her little hide away, there were three plastic bags that
were stuffed with sweat drenched colthing, leotard, thight, bike shorts,
atheletic bra, panties, and sweat sock. They were so stinky that I had to
stop sniffing them every 5 second. When I cum, I shot my load all over her
chair then I rubbed my cum all over the leather chair where her foxy butt
will be sitting the next day.
I found the shoes women leave at the office are of several kinds. The one I like
the best are bueinesswear or something the girls wants to wear to date. Once I
got as many heels as I could find around the building, and set them on a shelf in
Julie's office. I pulled out a pair of Julie's used pantyhose she discarded in
the trash can, got some sweaty thight from a latino chick from accounting, and a
heavily soiled panties from Terri in Marketing. I found Terri's panties in her
purse she left behind under her desk, the crotch were so soiled that it was
stiff. I placed Terri's panty's crotch over my nose and inhaled her musky cunt
odor, I wondered how in the world she soiled her panties, may be she was so horny
that she masturbted in the toilet. I cum inside the heel of a secretary named
Ellen, and her heel was dripping with my semen and oozing out from the open toe.
I purposely did not clean her shoes too good so that bottom was coated with my
cum. The next day I had a delicious moment that still gives me erection evertime I
thought about it. I happened to walked passed Ellen's office, and she was pulling
off her heels and rubbing her fingers inside of her heel. She got a funny look on
her face and brought her shoes to her face to sniff the inside, she twiched her
nose and smiled wickedly. Then, Ellen put the shoes down and wiggled her feet
into the heel and continued working.Ellen also have one of wettest pussy I
knew, I discoved one of her discarded pantyhose in her trash can. The
crotch were soaking wet and the wet spot grow half way down to her knee so
thought she had pee in her pants. The smell of the juice was definately not
piss but the musky sweet scent of a sex craving pussy.
I keep a distance away from all of the women I had the "affair" with,
my thinking is, once I get too close they will discover my little secret.
If I get exposed, I will definately be fired. I love this job, and I want
to keep getting all the little fringe benefits I get. I love women, and
specially their sexual scent.
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