I can't waitto see you wearing them. Where are your bras, dear?"I told her I kept my bras in the third drawer. I'm not sure why she'dopened my dresser...in the first place. The first two drawers were filledwith panties. The third drawer had about 30 bras and some tights."Fuckin' tights. What else am I going to find in your lingerie chest,faggot?" she yelled as I continued to remove my clothes. "Leave yourpanties on, faggot!" she demanded. I took off everything but a whitepair of woman's Haines. ” I beg again.“Please what?” He asks.“Touch my pussy. Rub my clit. Let me cum. Please! Please.”“What’s my name?”With the authority he’s showing tonight. I opt for his last name.“Mr. Jacobsen.”“Good girl.” He says and trails his finger tips down my body.My legs fall open as he parts my pussy lips and rubs my wetness on my clit.My body writhes in pleasure and I tug at the handcuffs connected to the headboard. The bed shakes as I shiver from his touch. His touch didn’t last long, but the absence. Chris also said in loud and sarcastic tone, “Thank you mister”, not liking his attitude. “What does he think, I am going to spend all my money here in the arcade”; Chris spoke to himself as he got away from the counter. “All I want is to play some videos”. Yes! that is how little he knew before walking through the heavy curtain that separated the totally different world, he was about to walk into. A dark big area made Chris mumble the choice words, ‘What the fuck’. There were a lot of doors and. . well probably not.There was that incident at the Christmas party last year though, where she had given Eric, the guy from Sales, a blow job, but surely noone knew about that. Jane thought about it for a second and then decided that probably everybody knew about that... that was the nature of things. Jane giggled to herself remembering how drunk and 'naughty' she had been that night.Since then she had been a very well behaved employee. Come to that, she had been a very well behaved person in.