Tight white pants and a red thong
24th March 2006
So Alison decided not to wear a skirt today. Instead she is wearing pants. Tight, white, low rise pants. She has one of the roundest, tightest asses I have seen and those pants are hugging every inch of that beautiful butt. Now, sometimes white pants tend to be a little transparent and when they are so tight, even more so. I can clearly see the outline of her panties. She is wearing a red thong. Why red? She could have worn a white thong and it wouldn’t have been so noticeable. I am really starting to wonder if this girl is an exhibhitionist. It is very possible that she gets some kind of perverse sexual pleasure from teasing all the men in the office.
But, it gets better. She usually goes down to get coffee at around 10 AM. Today, I decided to follow her. As she left her desk, I gave her a 10 second headstart and caught up with her at the elevator. We made some small talk and she ended up ahead of me in line at the coffee shop. Now, I was really close behind her and my hand was kind of in front of me. What happens? She takes a step back and the back of my hand is right between her ass cheeks. OK, I admit, I had left my hand there because I was hoping that her ass would accidently brush against my hand! What is wrong with that?! She has a such a nice, tight ass. My hand against those beautiful warm butt cheeks, in nothing but the thin fabric of her pants felt so good. I don’t think I am going to wash that hand today!