Sarah's later day at work.

Sarah sat with her mouth wide open. She saw Alex walk a few steps before turning back.

"Are you coming?" Sarah snapped back to reality and quickly got up with her tray and followed Alex. Sarah felt a soft tinge when Alex bossed her around. Alex guided Sarah to the accessible stall and pushed her in. She locked the stall door and turned to Sarah with her hand outstretched.

"Give me your handbag."Sarah gave Alex her handbag, and the latter dug through it until she found what she was looking for—the wadded-up wet panties from earlier today, which she unceremoniously unfurled and threw to Sarah.

"Put them on." She said in a dry voice. Alex stood with her arms crossed, looking grimly at Sarah. She didn't want to put the panties on. They were still damp and smelled like sex. Sarah looked at Alex pleadingly.

"Alex, please. I don't want to." Alex was stonefaced and unblinking. She was also blocking the only way out, so Sarah saw no other way for this to end. She stepped into the panties and started pulling them up halfway, stopping and looking and Alex again.

"Alex, please." Alex took a few steps closer to Sarah.

"This is what you don't get Sarah, I just had lunch with you while a huge spot was showing on your ass, and you talked incessantly about you, and then earlier, you were basically masturbating in front of me, not to mention what a bad friend you were this morning. Do you even remember what we talked about then?" She was quiet for a few seconds while Sarah was racking her brain, trying to remember what Alex had talked about this morning while walking from the cars. But for the life of her, she couldn't.

"As I thought, you didn't listen when I told you that John has broken up with me, but the only thing on your horny toad mind is how you spend the evening pleasuring yourself. I don't think that's really nice, so now you get to feel a little bad for once." Sarah realized that this was somehow important for Alex and that their friendship could maybe hang on this, so she steeled herself and pulled the panties the rest of the way up. When the panties touched her skin, she winced. They were cold and heavy and clung to her flesh, where she was wet from earlier. Alex still didn't look happy, but she gave Sarah her handbag back. Alex left without a word, leaving Sarah to walk back to her desk alone.

It took longer for Sarah to get back to her desk than usual. The panties were still cold and Sarah tried not to have them touch her so much while she walked. But soon, the coldness faded, and the warmth from her still-horny pussy made itself known. After working for about an hour, Sarah's phone buzzed, and it was a message from Alex.

"Are you still wearing them?" Sarah furrowed her eyebrows and wrote back.

"Yes." The following message came close behind.

"Prove it." Sarah's eyebrows became even more furrowed.

"Why?"

"So I know you're not skipping out on your punishment for being a bad friend." Sarah almost became exasperated.

"You want me to walk over to you and show you?"

"No, don't be weird. I don't want you to drag those pussy stinking panties here, just send a photo of you wearing them." Sarah looked flabbergasted at her phone. She can't be serious. Even so, she walked to the closest restroom and into a stall, where she pulled up her skirt, took a selfie of herself, and sent it to Alex.

"Happy?"

"No, next time, send me a selfie at your workstation."

"What! Why?"

"So I know you're not taking them off between the times."

"But what if someone sees me?"

"It's not like anyone can't see your huge wet patch anyway."

This continued for the rest of the day. Every other hour, Sarah would receive a message to take a selfie to prove that she was still wearing the panties. She would try to hide just in case anybody walked past just at that moment. Luckily nobody did that, but even so, it was nerve-racking. Alex's last message for the day was a little longer than the standard "Are you still wearing them?".

"How are you feeling, horny toad? Not so good, does it? I want you to send the last photo and remind you of the second part of your 'Punishment,' that you are not to cum tonight, but you are going to edge and report to me tomorrow. Can you horny toad brain remember that, or will I have to remind you when you get home?"