And every body knew that the 20th floor was like honey central. Hot, gorgeous, bad, sexy ass women from executives to secretaries. About 98% of them w...ere just hot as fuck. I would always make sure I got to drop off the mail there, just to see the sights. I always made sure to take my time too. Only thing that I couldn't stand is this one exec that always gave me a hard time. She was always rushing me off the floor or sending me on special mail runs which took FOREVER !!! But I had to admit she. I didn’t think anything of it, and went inside. I figured the workers were having some iced tea or maybe using the bathroom. When I went inside, however, I heard a noise upstairs. It was the unmistakable, rhythmic slapping of flesh-on-flesh, and I could hear my wife moaning her usual chant of ‘Yes! Yes! Yes!’ She was getting fucked, and fucked good. I hurriedly pulled off my shoes and crept up the carpeted stairs. My cock was already starting to swell at the thought of what I was going to see,. I was trying to urge them toward a relaxed state before I continued to pleasure my delightful and willing partner. I reached higher, used my thumbs to pry her labia open, and attached my mouth firmly upon her mound again. I flattened my tongue and ran it from her anus to her clit and back again, slurping up her flow with as much noise as I could make. Her hips bucked as I reached her oversensitive clitoris and she ground her arse hard down onto my mouth urging me to eat her pussy. I slapped her. I have no idea what made me have the urge to pick them up and whenever I did I noticed that they were damp and I noticed a different smell coming from them. I could not help it but I wanted to bring them up to my nose to get a good whiff of them. I could not believe how good they did smell. I stood there for what seemed like forever just inhaling the aroma coming from the wet crotch. Little did I realize that it was something that would change my Life. I took my shower and then dried off and.