Staring at their naked legs for view under the pencil skirt, hungrily looking at their full luscious gloss smacked lips, the bare skin, breasts and ev...erything. I was never like this and I had no clue what had come inside me this morning. I shrugged off the evil and just got lost in my mobile.With a half boner, I reached to the office and took the corner seat away from everyone. The only good thing now was the fact that ours was a flexible seating office so I could choose where I want to sit. In fact a couple of them walked by andnoticed Matt bent over against the wall."He did it again? Poor bastard," one of them asked as they passed by Sam."Yep," he replied without even looking at them.They kept on walking, disposing of their personal protection equipment ina nearby bin and headed out for lunch. The physical changes werefinishing up on Matt. She was sporting a pair of B-cup breasts, which wasperfectly fine for her. Any bigger and she was sure they would have burstout of her PPE. Her strands fell effortlessly over her shoulders.“Fuck!” he sighed.“What is it? All I did was let my hair down.”“I know but it looks so fucking sexy when you do it with or without clothes on.”“I prefer, without,” she smiled straddling his thighs.Brad looked down her body to the warmth between her legs. She could feel her pussy lips separate as she rubbed it against his crotch as if fucking him. His hands smoothed up and down her back as she leaned closer giving him a long and passionate. The only problem with my leased apartment was the lack of furniture. The Des Moines Salvation Army came to the rescue by having a very worn dinette set and couch available at their second hand store. More importantly, they were willing to spare a few men to help me get it hauled to the apartment. The appliances in the apartment were nothing to write home about, they weren't likely to survive the building's remodel. The range had one burner that didn't work and the oven temperature dial was.