It was Friday afternoon and I was with several of my coworkers at happy hour enjoying a drink or two.
Judy walked up to me when I was getting myself another drink and asked if I would get her another drink too.
She worked one floor up so I saw her on the elevator quite often. She had the body of a runner - tall and thin. There was not an ounce of fat on her. Her small breasts reminded me of something my college roommate used to say - "More than a mouthful is a waste!"
She was wearing a calf length loose skirt with a white cotton blouse. I could see the shadow of a black bra underneath the blouse and wondered if she wore it because she liked wearing a bra or because it wasn't "polite" to flash her nipples everywhere.
I handed her the drink and said, "You are either a runner or a swimmer. I'm going with runner because swimmers have shoulders out to here." I spread my arms wide.
She smiled and said, "Runner it is. In fact, I'm running a race in the morning. You should come watch."
"Running isn't really a spectator sport, is it?" I asked.
"No, but you can cheer me on at the finish line," she said.
I didn't really say, one way or the other, whether I would watch her run in the morning.
We were all getting ready to leave when Judy said, "I have to use the little girl's room. Wait a minute, I'll be right back."
When she came back she put something in my pocket. She whispered, "Here are my panties. Wear them tomorrow morning at the race. You'll be my inspiration."
The panties made up my mind for me.
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I didn't see Judy at the start of the race, there were just too many people. So I staked out the finish line and saw her finish in the top 5 of her age group.
She was all hot and sweaty when she walked up to me. She looked like she had just had wild sex and was still trying to catch her breath after cumming. Damn, she was sexy!
She asked, "Are you wearing them?"
I nodded yes, staring at her hot and sweaty body.
She asked me over to her house. "We can go out for lunch after I take a shower and change."
After her shower, Judy came into her kitchen wearing panties and a cut-off tee shirt and drying her hair with a big fluffy towel.
"Show me my panties," she said.
I pulled my shorts down and showed her the panties. My cock was straining to escape.