She announced, as if she had just won a school prize, that Human Resources had made her his new secretary. Cromwell had been stung. She was perfect. S...he was beautiful. She came to work each morning in yet another foxy miniskirt, apparently unaware of Cromwell’s weakness for legs on high heels, unlike his wife who WAS aware and refused to wear them. She seemed so innocent. . . He sipped his Scotch, staring at the floor. ‘Quite a jolly mess, isn’t it?’ said the man beside him. Cromwell looked up.. NOW, I HAD SNIFFED, CARESSED AND RUBBED THESE AND OTHER PANTIES AGAINST MY COCK OVER THE PAST FEW WEEKS, BUT NOTHING HAD PREPARED ME FOR THE SENSATION I FELT WHEN I WAS WEARING THEM FOR THE FIRST TIME. I GOT AN INSTANT ERECTION THAT WAS SO STIFF THAT I THOUGHT MY FORESKIN WAS GOING TO RIP APART. I DIDN’T MASTURBATE, RUB OR CARESS MY COCK, BUT AFTER A FEW SECONDS MY COCK HAD AN UNCONTROLLED EJACULATION AND I SPURTED LIKE I HAD NEVER DONE BEFORE. I COULDN’T BELIEVE IT, ON ONE HAND WHAT A. Your right hand tangles through the hair at the back of my head as your left pulls my right leg up to your waist. My eyes are tightly shut as I focus on the endless sensations your body throws through mine. I notice your hand leave my upper thigh and my eyes shoot open, hoping you weren't pulling away. My fears instantly fade away away as I find that grin on your face again as your large, rough hand purposefully makes its way under my skirt. I smile back as I bite my lip feeling your fingers. I did not see her at all for the rest of the week, and the beginning of the next until Wednesday night. I was on my way to my car when I saw her standing at the door looking like she was waiting for someone. She was stunning as usual. Hair up,but some was falling around her oblong pretty face, black skirt, white blouse and she was wearing a pair if purple horn rimmed glasses that gave her a sexy accountant look. “hey Lucy”“Oh, Hey Josh”“everything okay darlin’”“yeah just waiting for the.