I stole one of Ashe's thongs.
Not one of the dirty ones, I haven't gotten into that fetish, but the smell of my clothes on hers is going to my head. Even the scent of her gorgeous p***y drives me crazy, but smelling it would make me even wilder than I used to be. In the office they were terrified of me again, I noticed.
Yesterday, they had relaxed after Ashe had arrived. Apparently, they understood my weakness. At least they didn't bully my poor girlfriend, they almost seemed to worship her, anxiously awaiting her return.
So, I sniffed her skimpy thong before hiding it in my drawer, and got ready for another day at work.
Noah had taken on the club’s project with the excuse that Isa was too busy and was doing better than before. Noah was naturally dominant, like me, but much more sociab
