That Scott knew I was naked and didn’t say anything was surprising.
That he had taken my wet panties and bra was unexpected.
What he would do next had me worried and more than a little excited.
Part of the thrill for me so far was always wondering what would happen if I got caught. But now that someone knew at least a part of what I had been doing had me teetering on the edge between complete excitement and sheer panic.
A cold shiver ran through my body though with the realization he could blackmail me; though the more I thought other scenarios came to mind. He might use me, almost like his own personal fuck toy, I would have to do whatever he asked just to keep from being exposed publicly.
I stood in my office thinking for a few minutes.
“Fuck I hope so,” I said to my empty office while I softly and quietly caressed myself.
I might have almost waited too long to start exploring this type of pleasure, but I still had time.
I leaned back against the door frame and just enjoyed being naked in my office. I let the feeling and desires that stirred within me have control of me for several more moments. I wanted so much to stay and just keep playing with it, but I knew how late it was already. My logical side knew told me it was time to go home. The emotional and sensual part of me thought tonight had been so much of an adventure that I didn’t want it to end. I knew I had long ago pushed past what I should have for one night, but I was wavering.
I stopped, sighed a little, and bent down to pick up my remaining clothes when a naughty idea came to me.
“That would really be bad,” I thought and wondered for a second and then made up my mind.
“Fuck yes,” I thought or said, it didn’t matter because instead of getting dressed, I gathered my clothes and roughly shoved them into my briefcase.
The thoughts racing through my mind made my body shake. So naughty, and so very risky because it was 30 minutes with traffic lights and lots of traffic, there might be police spot checks, and I could get in an accident; hell, just getting across the well-lit parking lot would be a challenge.
For a moment I could see myself getting pulled over, begging the cop not to ticket me, maybe giving him a blowjob, maybe I could convince them just to spank me.