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She had just come back from her holiday over seas and came by work to see us all. At first I was far too busy to make conversation with her so I waited for her to come into the kitchen. When she eventually made her way into the kitchen she was all smiles and looking at good as ever. She hugged me, and as I remember from last time, my arms wrapped all the way around her torso. I took a deep breath of her perfume. The hug lasted longer than I expected as I could see she was running her hands down my back as she pulled away. I looked her again in the eyes and she did the same. As she turned to hug the chef I got another smell of her perfume and a glimpse of her body silhouetted thought the dress. Nothing had changed on the past few months in terms of her body, it was still tight and firm. Being the social butterfly she is, she jumped from person to person in the kitchen and each time I'd get another glimpse of her chest or stomach or ass. It was driving me crazy. I had to concentrate on doing my work, and not on her body. She came back in to the kitchen and sat down with a sigh. She had her elbows on her knees and checked her phone for new messages. At this point I saw right down her top and the top of her legs. Again, driving me crazy. Just at that time the boss told me it was time to go, I whipped off my apron and headed to the xxx amateur pictures toilet. To my surprise I was quite excited. Once I had calmed down a bit I went back to the kitchen to say goodbye, she hugged me again but this time it was more intense. She hugged me harder, or longer, or something. It was a more meaningful hug. I headed out the door to my car and drove home, all while thinking about that silhouette of her body. Later on that day, I headed back to work to get some food for dinner as no one had gone shopping. To my surprise she was still there, she had calmed down a fair bit and was having a quite conversation with some more friends. It was a warm day so she was still wearing that damn dress that she looked so good in. I went to the display to find some food and talk to the chef, in the reflection of the glass I could see her still, standing now, and this time could see her black underwear through the dress. A weird choice for a white dress but she had no other clothes, they were misplaced in the airport. What a shame. Anyway, I chose my food and headed to the back and emptied the trash. Just as I turned around, she was there, stood in the doorway with this smirk on her face. This is where it got interesting. I put the trash can down and ask what she's smirking about, she says she's seen me looking at her all day. I quickly denied all claims and started getting nervous. She must have noticed me getting nervous because she took a step forward, still smirking, and told me to stop lying. I quickly glanced up to the doorway to see if anyone was there. I could hear the chef preparing the chickens so he was well out of ear shot. She looked me in the eye and said she didn't mind that I was looking at her the whole day, it excited her she said. At this point I was keen to play along. I said I didn't know what she was talking about, 'getting excited'. She looked at me with that smirk again and kissed me on the cheek with her hand on my lower back. "You should come around tonight, we're all going to meet up at my house" she proposed. Without hesitation I said yes. She seemed to be pleased by my answer. Hours passed and I couldn't wait to head over to her house, I was so excited. The time finally came and I was knocking on the door, she opened it immediately. Still in that dress but now with a cardigan on. She caught me off guard this time and hugged me so fast I almost fell over. She giggled and asked if I was asleep. Following her inside all I can think of was how the dress gently caressed her black underwear and flowed through her legs. I had to break out of this trance before I bumped into something. She barely left me alone for the whole night, she was always popping out of somewhere to see me. Toward the end of the night as most people left, we sat down on the big couch in her lounge. She was still very awake and bubbly chatting to the others. She got up to fetch a drink from the kitchen as she did this I slid back in the seat to make room for her. As she side stepped past me she pulled her dress tight across the back of her legs which gave me a fantastic view of her legs and tight ass. I could feel myself becoming excited again. This was not good, not a good time. As she reentered the room with the drink in hand, she had that same smirk on her face. She paused directly in front of me and bent over slightly to hand the drink to our friend. This was definitely on purpose. More excited I grew. All of us chatted and laughed for about half an hour more, suddenly it was just her and I left. She had calmed down a bit more this time but was still wide awake. Sitting next to me I could smell her intoxicating perfume. I quickly jumped up, exclaiming I needed to use the toilet. She told me where it was and I was on my way. In the lonesome toilet I had to take some deep breathes to calm myself a bit. Arriving back in the lounge I found her curled up on the couch with her tight ass poking out just a little bit. She told me to sit down and lifted amateur nude photo galleries her legs up to make space for me, she quickly plonked them back down and we watched rubbish TV for a couple minutes. Just when I thought I'd better leave and let her get some sleep she rolled on to her back with her legs still in my lap and told me she had missed the sun here, she was not happy how pale she had gotten. I said she wasn't that pale, and let it slip that pale is just as good as tanned in my opinion. She exclaimed that pale was not good, and without hesitation pulled her dress up to her waste, not quite revealing her underwear. But from where I was sitting I could see that well known black triangle of underwear and could barely tear my eyes away. She was driving me nuts. She caught me staring because she then slid her dress up even more. When she did this I abruptly began looking at the tv again. She giggled and informed me that she didn't mind me looking, out of the corner of my eye I could see that smirk. My heart was racing and the blood was being pumped so fast. With a lower more hushed voice she told me about how the sun usually dries out her skin and that I feels nice and soft now. I wanted nothing more to feel her supple pale legs but I was frozen. She sat up slightly and grabbed my hand, she placed in just below her knee. I was instructed to feel her skin. I did what I was told and felt her knee and shin. She was not pleased with this and said I should touch her thigh. I couldn't believe this was happening. I slowly slid my hand up her leg, completely hypnotized the whole time. I got about half way up expecting a comment on how she was right about her skin. Slowly moving closer and closer to her underwear. I could feel the heat of her. I couldn't pull away. I was stuck. karups world She didn't stir, just continued to stare me directly in the eye. I reached the side of her underwear and muttered that I agree with the softness of her skin. As I was pulling my hand away she protested that she knew what I wanted to do, I should do it. This time, with more confidence I slid my hand back up her soft pale thigh and reached the familiar seam of her underwear. With more confidence I applied gentle pressure to her underwear. She let out a small sigh and karupsha models gripped the couch harder. I began to rub with more rhythm and her legs opened wider. Story is unfinished. Let me know what you think and I'll finish it off. tswgcb