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Again, thank you, but I should be going. He nodded as if he understood. "Uh, miss? Did you drop something there?" He said pointing at something. My eyes followed the direction he was pointing. On the side of the road, tucked against the curb, was a pair of white, panties with peguins on them. My white, cotton panties with peguins on them. Oh God , let the ground just open and swallow me . "If I do pick it, he might think am weird. A guy like this is used to girls wearing slik lingeres”I thought weighing the pros and cons of the situation.

I ask and Oliver helps me, the dress is big and if I lift the bottom to sit on the toilet it won't work. “What the fuck is that lingerie?” Oliver says looking at me as I step out of the dress. “I bought it on Friday, I'm talking about pulling down my panties and sitting on the toilet. “I just don't eat you here because I want to save your pussy for later, after all, we can't force it too much and I want to eat you with your pompom panties.” He says giving me a longing look. “Don’t start thinking about these things unless you’re going to get a hard-on,” I warn while I pee.

Where is it now? “Looking for this?” Adrian asked teasingly as he held up my hot pink lace panties. “…Yes” I replied as I reached out towards my panties. Just as my hand was about to reach its target, Adrian pulled my panties away from me. I looked at him with confusion at what he was doing. Now isn’t the time to play these games... “Hand it over…” I said as I pouted at him. “They’re dirty so I’m going to trash them…” Adrian stated matter-of-factly.

Because of that, I ended up seeing plenty I probably shouldn't have. But remembering how I was fired for offending my boss before, I treasured this job and forced myself to stay professional when teaching my students, even when I felt tempted to do otherwise. Still, physical contact was sometimes unavoidable. Most of them were around 20, right in the age when emotions ran high. Some of them had never dated in high school and had never been close with a man before, so they were especially sensitive. Especially that girl from the dance department, who had just started her first year of college. Her figure had developed perfectly, with curves all in the right places, and even the way she walked

No panties, no modest shield. Renzo leaned casually against the frame, a smirk pulling at his mouth. Slowly, he lifted his hand. Dangling from his fingers was a pair of white lace panties. My eyes widened in recognition as heart nearly jumped out of my chest. “Oh my god. You stolethose. In the elevator. After our date.” He only nodded, dark eyes glinting with wicked amusement. "Wait, Renzo. I am not wearing those if they haven't been washed." I shook my head at him.

Chapter Four Temptation in Plain Sight NOVA POV The day after my friends left me with the man whose company I’ve been dreading again since our last meeting started with my favorite panties going missing. Not just any panties, it’s my soft pink lace ones. The ones I bought after reading Velvet Nights because the heroine wore them before her boss bent her over a desk and ruined her for every other man in the city. They were my “just in case” panties. Just in case something scandalous ever happened.

Please, not the short ones, with plunging neckline, high slight, or low back. Wait—where are my panties? A note slipped from the clothes. ‘Sorry, ma'am. I forgot to pack in your panties. I'll send them tomorrow morning.' Mrs. Chukwuemeka! How could she do this to me? She was supposed to be on my side of the fence!

“She’s loving this.” Ben dared me to take my shorts off and stay in just my panties. I slid them down slowly, turning so they could see my ass. “That ass is fucking criminal,” Noah said. “I’d commit several felonies for a piece of that.” The game kept escalating. “Take your panties off,” Chris dared me next. “Let us see that pussy.” I stood up, heart hammering, and slowly peeled my panties down my legs. I was completely naked now, smooth, shaved, and undeniably wet. The cool basement air kissed my soaked lips.

"You could still pass for Sarah's sister, you know." Jill snorted. "Pull the other one." She gazed at him for a long moment, then reached to the waistband of her shorts, loosening the snap, lowering the zip, stepping clear as they fell. Her panties were a wisp of lace and she ripped them off, discarding the ruins. "Right here, Jack, now," she whispered.

“Patience, love.” He steps back and watches me, waiting to see what I’ll do. I turn around and walk back to the living room. Standing by the arm of the couch, I look back at him. I smile and start to unbutton my shorts. When he arches a brow at me, I say, “It feels better if I’m just in my panties.” I swear he lets out a small growl when my shorts hit the ground and I’m left in my pale pink panties and my soaked, see-through shirt. Looking down I can’t help but laugh. My panties are just as wet and clinging to my pussy.