Was he jealous? I couldn't tell for sure, though I could tell he was for sure turned on, from the lump in his pants. "I was," I admitted, clutching hi... arm. "But not the way I enjoy it with you, by a long shot," I assured him, managing to maneuver his hand into my crotch as we made our way to our lockers."Honest?" he asked, his fingers playing with my soupy quim.I went up on my toes to give him a kiss, humping his hand as I did. "Honest!" I assured him sincerely. "I warned you it was going to. It was a heavy hide-a-bed, with a low edge to the carpet. He must have pushed them under one at a time. I had to retrieve them in the same way. Some tore.Arriving late to work, I felt I had escaped. Why should I ever return to my house and my raping boy? I took off my sweater.It was a good day. I managed to put two places into escrow that day. The commissions would be small. The market had weakened and every day more agents fresh from online trainings knocked on the company’s door.I celebrated. I am so very sorry for saying and thinking such bad things.”By now, I had hiked her knee length skirt up and onto her back, and with one hand, was holding the skirt up on her back. Powder blue boy-shorts style panties on a delightful ass. With a thong tan line too, very nice. “From now on, you don’t wear underwear to work. Do you understand?” I said, and smacked her slender bottom through the fabric of her boy-shorts style panties. Playfully hard, enough to perhaps sting just a bit, but not. I grabbed them slowly turning around and getting a hard, jiggly slap on the butt as I walked into his bathroom.I dropped my clothes and took a deep breath, wondering if I could go through with this. "He is twice your age" I said to myself. Every bit of fear I had was flooded by my excitement. I dropped my clothes and finally removed the 7 inch long, 1 1/2 inch thick screwdriver from my ass. It is huge. But nowhere near what my kidnapper's is going to be when hard.The panties are unbelievably.