He’s just playing with you.

“I’ll let you off this time.”

You turn your head and see Mark’s cheeky grin and breathe a sigh of relief.

You watch him go back to where he’d been sitting and grab a bag. He hands it to you and inside is a sundress. You gratefully don the garment; even if he didn’t pack you panties, having the modicum of coverage is a blessing after your afternoon. He puts his arm around your shoulders and pulls you close.

“Did you have fun?”

You pause for a moment. He presses the elevator call button to bring you back down. You’re **** to nod your head. You did have fun.

“Good. I’ll have to remember this then.”

The elevator dings and you step in, leaning on Mark for support. You’re a little scared, you’re a little cum drunk, and you’re quite happy at the prospect of playing this game again.