The next day was spent in a state of constant anxiety. My heart would pound every time my phone twitched. I found myself pacing over and over, turning random hallways at work. One of my coworkers laughed as I headed out the door, teasingly saying, "Wow, and she's only been gone one day." I scurried to my car without answering, no ready reply. I was nearly halfway home when suddenly, buzz buzz. The phone's synthetic voice played out over the stereo, becoming the only sound in the world to me.
Message from Janine: Your second meeting. I've been abandoned, too. My place.
Her address was attached. I could actually make the exit I needed if I made my decision in the next two minutes. I shook my head, my cock a kind of dull weight against my thigh. I couldn't do this. I wasn't available. I shouldn't do it. Buzz buzz.
Message from Janine: Remember what happens if you break the code!
I shook my head and made the exit. Who was I kidding?
***
I remember thinking an hour in that I had been silly to worry; she really just needed someone to blow off steam with and she wasn't the only one. Yes, that's how deep my denial can run. I had gone through a few drinks in nervousness and they hit me all at once. Then she pounced.
"Are you wearing your uniform?" I knew instantly what that meant- when we had dated, she liked to joke about putting boys into panties; it wasn't like the idea was brand new.
"Hey now, no one ever said it was a uniform. I don't know that I signed up for that." She leaned forward, turning her phone to me. It was that same picture, clearly her with that extra large (in my opinion) member against her. It was clear from the angle that she had taken it.
"But I already showed you something that requires a committed membership." Her finger flicked across the screen and the next picture was the same angle, but those long inches were missing, buried in her. "I thought you might want to gossip more with me."
The only excuse I can try to make would be the drinks. She must have seen my resistance falter, finger flicking again, a quick waggle against the smooth surface. The first frame of a movie, frozen. I have no excuse- I anwered, quietly, "Well... If I had known."
She giggled and dashed from the room, back in just a few seconds with another pair of panties, suspiciously sized. "Come on. Uniform. It's the only way I'm sure my confidence will be protected." She took her phone from the table, hitting play, but keeping the screen turned away. The sound of bodies slapping into each other was tinny from the speakers, but unmistakeable. "Oh well, it was almost fun to have a new bestie."
My arm reached out, hand extended. The soundtrack was interspersed with genuine moans, the sound of intense satisfaction and need.
"No, no. What do you want?"
"You know."
"No, what?"
"Uniform."
She placed the panties in my hand, turning her back. "Change here. I don't trust that you won't pretend. Toss whatever you're wearing over here." When I hesitated, she paused the video, "It was about to get incredible."
I sighed and began to undo my pants. I have no excuse; even if I couldn't drive in that state, I should have walked out, called a cab. Instead, I protested that she not peek as I slipped out of my pants, draping them on the couch. I glanced over my shoulder and she was keeping her promise, back turned. I struggled with dropping my boxers, awkward in my combination of excitement and fear. I was fumbling as if I were years younger. I hesitated a moment before I stepped into these- this was her thing. This was always her thing. But the pictures. The sound from the video... I pulled the panties up quickly, but slowed as I approached my hips. The material was soft and smooth and felt cold as it went over my closely trimmed sack. The sides were basically just ribbons, reminiscent of the one that had wrapped that dangerous present- was it only yesterday? I inhaled and slid them home just as my phone rang.
I spun to grab my pants and they were gone, Jan grinning as she pulled my phone from my pocket. "Looks like Karen! Do you want me to answer for you?" I think my heart froze and then she tossed the ringing, buzzing block at me. "Go ahead. I'll be good."
That's how she came to have a video of me standing in her living room, wearing a pair of panties, talking to my live in girlfriend. I gestured angrily, but uselessly, for her to stop. She walked in a wide circle around me, instead. She was clearly enjoying herself, motioning for me to twirl. When I shook my head no, she inhaled deeply, clearly preparing to yell. So I twirled while I made small talk. She grinned and mouthed, "slower." Some rebellious part of me thought if I could play it for laughs. I twirled once and then kept going half way around. I stuck my ass out at her. I realized I had to stay there because of cock was betraying me.
Suddenly she was behind me, her phone stretched out in front of both of us. She was getting a video of one of her hands on my hip, with her body pressed up against my ass. I gasped when she pushed up against me the unfamiliar underwear a shock. I had to cover for verbal stumble, trying to focus on the conversation. The phone vanished for a moment and returned, audio off, playing a video. It was Jan, bouncing up and down on the cock. Inches appeared and vanished over and over. I begged my way out of the conversation, claiming a headache. Jan stayed firm against me, gently placing her phone on the couch in front of me.
"You know what else girlfriends also do, sometimes?" Her other hand snuck around, finding the head of my cock where it was hanging out of the small patch of material. I should have yelled. I should have stood up. I should have just claimed I had made a mistake. Instead I froze. "That's right. When our guys are away, we help each other out."
I found myself shaking. Apparently something about this was beyond exciting to me. I couldn't explain the heavy weight in my chest that kept me from speaking, moving. Her hand was twitching back and forth against the head of my cock. I was breathless from the abruptness. What was amazing was that I couldn't be more than sixty seconds away from coming. How did that happen? How did I end up here?
