Avatarng - it sounds like this co-worker was more of a subordinate than a peer if you "had to send her home twice in one week to clean herself." If you were/are her boss, how did you phrase your first and second demand in such a way as to avoid a potential sexual harassment suit. I would think that even if she indeed smelled of rotten pussy you would still have to walk a fine line when confronting her. Sending her home in the middle of the day to clean herself, sounds like it could be construed as more offensive than the underlying odor. I think it would have to be done very carefully. Very carefully indeed. I'd be eager to hear how you did it and if there were any collateral effects (i.e., sudden resignation, EEOC complaint, lawsuit?)
"No issue after that?" You said in your original post, Avatarng, that you had to send this woman home two times in one week. It sounds like you did everything right, but it wasn't effective enough if she returned with that same stinky clam.
What did she mean by "not feeling so well." What was her illness that it manifested itself in the form of boner killing pussy smell?
I would spot the reason for what happened in your sexual preferences... to 100% straight guys the pussy smell is a turn on rather than a boner killer...
ROGUISH75, I'm sorry that has happened with your girlfriend (and more sorry for her). At least it hasn't resulted in an end to your relationship. I guess I'm lucky in that the few times it's happened to me, I've been able to maintain my erection and cum. I think it has a lot to do with perception.
One trick that I have used is to think of the smell as a pheromone. Almost as though 'this is the way this woman's vagina is communicating with you,' through your sense of smell. In that manner, I have been able to imagine that the stinkier it gets, the more aroused the female is.
Believe it or not I was able to get past the smell and concentrate on such things as: the pinkness of her labia, curve of her buttocks, silkiness of her pubic hair, how much of my cock she was able to engulf, lushness of her breasts, tightness or creaminess of her pussy, and ultimately how she was - smell notwithstanding - managing to get me to bust my nuts. It was more in afterglow that I noticed the smell. We'd be laying there in a sea of her own musk - then I'd think, "Jesus, the whole room smells like this pussy." But that thought would pass, and I would still be able to go for a Round 2.