She resists her urges

She tried and failed not to think about it. Then she tried and failed not to look at them. She was pretty sure they noticed her staring, but she tried to pretend nothing was unusual. The closest call came when she walked past a corner and one of them ran into her, giving her a front row seat to his chiseled body, handsome face, and the smell of his body. She had never believed in pheromones before that moment.

Still, she managed to walk away, and he could have mistaken her flushed face for embarrassment instead of arousal. Either way, she managed to last until she signed their clipboard and watched them leave, before sighing. It was a good thing she was wearing such a long skirt, she thought, as her soaked panties had started to drip down to her inner thighs. In the van, the two talked about how sexy that woman had been, both knowing that they would jack off while thinking about her later.

At least now she had time to herself, she thought, there was no way she would have been able to stand that any longer. She slipped her panties off under her dress, now too wet to be comfortable. She had to cum.