First Date Chapters 4-6
Nikki cut you off. "Oh, I know what you blah blah blah. I think you need to ..."
Nikki kept talking, but you couldn't hear her. Instead, your entire being had refocused itself on the little strip of skin between her shirt and her shorts. She hooked her thumb through a belt loop as she lectured you, and when she added emphasis to a word "... fucking SELFISH little ..." her arm flexed, and tugged the waistband of her shorts down just a little bit. Your uncontrollable panty lust was going wild. Your dick throbbed in the midst of Nikki's verbal barrage. You needed her to tug just ... a ... little more.
"Up here, you fucker!" Your eyes snapped back up to hers. You wanted so badly to fix them back on her body, with the pipe dream that you might see just a little glimpse of her panties under those shorts. But it was not to be. Not today. "Now once I get you locked back up, I expect a real gift. In fact, I want you to go back to Sexual Dominance and pick something out for me. And while you're doing that, ask Mistress Liza to pick something out for me too. But DO NOT look at what she picked, just bring them both back to me, and maybe the next time will be better for you.