Later that night

You knock on Angela's door at the agreed time. She swiftly opens up and looks at you up and down with a smile. Somehow she seems awfully happy about something. You guess she's just in a way better mood now then she was earlier that day. ''Hey Mike, come in.'' Angela leads you to her livingroom as you thread past a lot of rubbish. It's unbelievable how quickly Angela manages to make her whole place look like a pigsty. Is she going to make you clean it for free?

''Did you bring the panties with you?'' Angela asks calmly. For some reason she seems way too laid back about it. But that's not what's on your mind. As your mind drifts off the moment Angela mentions the word panties. I like panties. They feel nice.

''Mike? Hello, anyone there?'' Angela asks slightly concerned. ''Yes here they are.'' You reply as you take out the panties from your pocket. Your cheeks turn red and you're really embarassed about the whole situation. Angela doesn't move a muscle. She just observes you. ''Humor me Mike, why did you steal my panties in the first place.'' Panties are soft and girly. I love them.

You don't really know how to reply to that. Saying your teacher gender studies asked you too seems rather unbelievable. ''Uhhh...'' You start stumbling over your words as you're trying to think of a better excuse then the teacher asked me to. Angela shakes her head and starts to giggle. ''Oh come on Mike, I don't care okay. No need to get all worked up. Anyway, I want you to keep them.''

At first you think you misheard her. But Angela is serious. ''You're going to need them if you want to keep working for me.'' You don't understand and give her a confused look. ''If you wanna keep working here you will be wearing those panties. Consider them your new working uniform.''

Your eyes turn big as that news lands. ''But... why?'' Angela wants to see me wear panties. She knows I love them. ''Why? You stole from me Mike. And I don't think I can trust you anymore. Unless you'll show me you'll do whatever it takes to earn back my trust.'' It doesn't make any sense to you. ''And how does me wearing panties earn back your trust?'' Angela smiles. ''Simple, would you really wear a pair of panties just because I tell you to? If so that's dedication.''

You look at the panties in your hand. You fumble them as you think. There's no way you'll be able to make rent without this job. And your landlord is already pissed with you. Still, would you really wear panties to keep this job?