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 forced 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.