Return

I return to my table, but the tension persists, I notice something strange.

My excitement had not diminished; on the contrary, my penis was hard inside my panties.

Even though I force myself to try, I can't forget about panties for the rest of the day.

It was embarrassing to admit, but the awkward situation had turned me on more than I wanted to admit.

Erotic thoughts about what Bia would be thinking if she saw this scene flooded my mind, mixing with palpable anxiety.

Could she be amused by my situation? The feeling of the soft fabric rubbing against my skin no longer let me forget where I was.

While I try to concentrate on work, my member pulses inside my panties, a constant reminder of the seduction game that Bia had started.