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You bend over behind Nichole and put your mouth next to her bejeweled ear.  You can smell the citrus of the shampoo that she used in her hais as the golden whisps brush against your skin.  You breathe in deeply then whisper into her ear, "You should slip off those panties and let me sniff them."<br>
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You bend over Nichole and put your mouth next to her bejeweled ear.  You can smell the citrus shampoo she used in her hair as the golden wisps brush against your skin.  You breathe deeply then whisper, "You should slip off those panties and let me sniff them."<br>
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Nichole turns slowly to grin at you, then looks cautiously around the area to see if anyone is listening.  She swivels her office chair around to face you.  You almost think she might do it when she looks up at you through half-lidded eyes and asks, "What makes you think I'm wearing any?"  Her question hangs in the air for a moment before your gaze drifts to the woman's bare knees protruding from her business-appropriate skirt.  You watch transfixed as she slowly spreads her knees apart further and further.<br>
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Nichole turns and grins, cautiously looking around to see if anyone is listening.  She swivels her office chair to face you.  You almost think she might do it when she looks up through half-lidded eyes and asks, "What makes you think I'm wearing any?"  Her words hang in the air as your gaze drifts to her bare knees, taunting you from her 'business-appropriate' skirt.  You're transfixed as she spreads her knees apart further and further.<br>
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Current revision as of 07:13, 8 March 2013

You bend over Nichole and put your mouth next to her bejeweled ear. You can smell the citrus shampoo she used in her hair as the golden wisps brush against your skin. You breathe deeply then whisper, "You should slip off those panties and let me sniff them."

Nichole turns and grins, cautiously looking around to see if anyone is listening. She swivels her office chair to face you. You almost think she might do it when she looks up through half-lidded eyes and asks, "What makes you think I'm wearing any?" Her words hang in the air as your gaze drifts to her bare knees, taunting you from her 'business-appropriate' skirt. You're transfixed as she spreads her knees apart further and further.

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