They talk

Good morning, sweetheart. Can I talk to you?” she asks, her tone sweet and gentle. I agree, curious about Bia's intriguing expression. “Of course, my love.” Bia approaches me, holding something hidden behind her back. Her eyes sparkle with excitement as she finally reveals what she was holding: a pair of delicate white cotton panties.

I was thinking... how about you try wearing these at work today?", she suggests with a small smile, holding out the panties towards me. I'm surprised by the suggestion, an embarrassed flush appearing on my cheeks. "A… Panties?", I ask, my voice a little uncertain. "Yes! Hahaha…”, Bia is amused by my surprise. "W-Why…?", I try to understand Bia's motivations, still very confused. "It's just a little joke to spice up our relationship, baby…", Bia looks at me with a pleading look, her eyes shining with anticipation. “But love… I can’t… Someone from work could…”, I try to argue, worried about the possible consequences.

She stops me, “Don’t go! It will be our little secret! Hahaha… Please, sweetheart… I think you'll look so cute…”, his sarcastic smile doesn't leave his face. Bia has always had a certain air of domination over me, in simple everyday things, such as choosing topics of conversation with friends, dividing household chores, or even choosing sexual positions in intimate moments, but nothing that come close to that. “Baby, I... I don't know...” I begin, struggling to find the right words. Bia holds the delicate panties between her fingers, showing me the details. "Look, Baby, it's so cute and soft... take it, I'm sure you'll love it."