Hot and steamy

Alex is walking over, I can see him is the reflection of the mirror that runs the top edge of the laundromat, his stride looks different now, it's not his normally calm and easy going nor is it the teasing look he had a second ago. Right now, it's almost like he's phycing himself up before trying to intimidate someone before a race.

"Hey man, you didn't take a pic of you today, I let it slide as you ignored cause of the vid, but I told how I would check up on you if you didn't send me proof. The pics were nice until you started dodging me, and the video was even nicer, I especially liked that look when you first turned it on and struck that pose. That still doesn't excuse the lack of check in, for all I know you don't carry through on the bet while at work and the reason it took so long to get something from you was so you could get them on to trick me."

My face and ears heat up as my stomach drops. I look down, then back up, and Alex looks amused at my reaction. "That's not what I was doing, I just, didn't want to deal with taking a Pic and my coworkers finding out." my voice is small and I can't seem to keep any heat in it. "But they know now and I'm the current laughing stock of the gossip circle." I finish with the little heat I can manage. I should be screaming but I can't quite make that happen.

"If that's the truth, you won't have any issues doing it now will you? Can't get any worse. " I try to ignore Alex while I sort my clothes for the mechine. He continues like he can't notice I'm trying to give him the cold shoulder. "To make up for this week I want you to do videos more often, starting tonight I want video proof instead of pictures."

I shake my head. "Really? No, there are only a few days until we race again, you'll have to be happy with the pics and that's if you get those." finally feeling like I can stand my ground.

"No? I guess I'll know you not a man of your word. Without proof I'll have to assume the worst." Alex says, a small smirk on his face trying to get a reaction out of me so I'll turn around, but I keep my back to him.

"Christ, fine, I'll give you your fucking vids, if it shuts you up about it till race day, are you happy now?"

"Yup" he's grinning now so I add on.

"-but thats just going to make things worse for you when I win and I make you eat your own words."

I start to put the first load, thinking that's the end of it, hoping he'll leave, when I hear him say, "So you want the next bet to be real high stakes then, to make me pay for this? OK, I got one for you, interested?"

"Depends, what is it?" I say grinding my teeth, but still curious.

"Race day bet like normal, but make it spicy, if you win ill give you 1000$ and do everything I've made you do so far. What do you think?"

"What do you get if you win? There's no way you would offer that without a catch. It probably won't matter, I was ahead the whole race until the end last time, there was no way I'll lose again." I say in a huff. I want this conversation to be over, while I've been moving laundry my cock has been rubbing the panties, making me half hard.

"If I win you have to wear panties for two weeks, you have to send pics to me when I ask and send a video every night after your shift, and keep shaving your body hair to keep it nice and smooth." Alex says with a smile. I start think that's not too bad, it's basically what I'm doing now, before he continues and shatters that though, "I also want you to start wearing a bra and one of the following; panty hose, thigh high stocking/socks, or stockings with garter belt. Is that spicy enough or are you too scared of a little bet?"

I stop my work to think and feel myself start to sweat. My body hair has been on the list to do along with panties ever since he made me take this stupid bet, but that's alot to add on along with needing Pic and video proof daily. My resolve starts to waiver but then I remind myself there's no way I can lose, I'm meeting with my mechanic after here. It was only a fluke that he's won the last several times, he keeps beating me at almost the last second, my driving and times been improving this whole time, he's just been out spending the problem because he can save on labor when I can't. 'I'll win next time for sure.' "OK bet." Turn to shake his hand forgetting I was trying to hide my hairless crotch and panty induced boner.

I see Alex glance down as we shake, I know he noticed it, and I let out a small yelp in embarrassment, trying to quickly move to hide myself. I see Alex smile as I start to move my hands down ans turn.

Alex then grabs my hands before they get very far, holds them over my head and backs me into the wall leans in and Whispers in my ear, "Is someone having naughty thoughts just from being in panties and talking to me about wearing more lingerie?" he says into my ear, my breath catches as my body temperature goes up and I try to keep my voice from sounding funny.

"N..no" is all I manage to stammer out as his crotch rubs up against my panties. My hard on making me unable to stop my legs from buckling, and him taking the opportunity to slide one of his legs between mine to help hold me up. I can feel the pressure and the warmth through the thin material and feel my legs getting weaker. He is wearing denim and it's rough and scratchy and rubbing my smooth legs through my dress slacks in all the right ways. My breathing speeds up as he holds my arms tighter, leans in again, and nibbles at my ear before biting and sucking on it, my head turns away trying to hide the effect he's having on my body.

He chuckles a bit before letting me go and backing off, my legs giving way as my pants get tighter.

"See you at the racing spot in a few days princess, and remember to send me my proof tonight and everyday/night till race day." he says as he walks away with me on my knees in the laundrymat trying to collect myself.

'WTF was that?!' My hands still raised to the ceiling as I feel my boner rock hard in my panties, my face turning red with embarrassment before I see a few people looking in from outside the doors. I rush to stand, run over to the desk and fill out a full service and delivery ticket slam my baskets into the appropriate area, and head home before I have to explain anything, it's well worth the extra money to not have to explain something I didn't fully understand, my heart and head are racing as I try to comprehend what just happened and how it's made me feel. Before the reason why I was even there today pops back into my head.

"SHIT" I yell out as I realize that I forgot all about dropping my car off to be worked on, my tires make a horrible noise as I take a last second turn and start heading to my mechanic. By the time I get there the front end is closed up but the garage is open. I walk in knowing Claire wouldn't overly mind.

"Hey Miss C! you in here!?"

"Yeah I am you brat," she says as he pops out from around a car on a roller seat. "Mind telling me why your late? I agreed to working on this rush job, but showing up even later than promised doesn't really give you the best shot at me working my magic."

"Yeah sorry, I well, I kinda forgot for a second and almost made it all the way home." My cheeks redden with my embarrassment, not wanting to explain the exact reason I forgot.

"Let me guess, Alex."

"What no, I mean how did you-"

"He's the only one I've ever seen make you so air-headed to forget an appointment. Hes also the reason you've spend so much on that car. So what did he do now, Normally when you show up all flustered and wanting to drop big bucks its right after race day and hes gotten you good."

Thinking fast I respond,"You're not wrong, I just lost twice in a row, but it was close enough to try and beat him as is, but you know him, can't let sleeping dogs lie and kept rubbing it in, I i didn't know better I would accuse you two of being in league to keep me blowing my savings on these races."

"Yeah that sounds like him, so what are we working with, I've got all the parts you requested but can you really afford that and the premium of the rush job, or have you cooled down and want me to go with my much cheaper suggestion?"

"No full works, he really needs to eat some humble pie, even if I have to smash his face into it." I Growl out and toss her the keys.

"You got it, I'll call you when done and we can take it on a test drive, when you win I'll let you buy me a beer."

I wave as i leave for home, still working through the day in my head. "Sounds good Miss C, If I win celebrations are on me."

Walking to my uber and getting in, I start thinking to myself.

'That was a total one sided interaction, Alex took control the whole time. He could tell what was happening with just a quick look at my cock in my pants. He just started to flirt and rub against me to mess with my mind and I didn't do anything. What if we'd done more, or if the other people that came to the door had opened them, would he have stopped or done the same thing regardless, would they have seen what he'd done to me?'

I'm shocked at myself and how I behaved. But more so, how my cock keeps getting harder when I think about Alex rubbing his leg against me and holding me to the wall, how his breath felt against my neck, how I want more, 'but this isn't right, this isn't what guys do. I want to do those things with women, not with guys and definitely not with Alex! '

When I get home I make it up stairs to my bedroom before I notice the time and my still hard cock. I sigh, knowing I need to take care of my dick, I have no time to relax. 'Alex will want that proof sent tonight. I gave my word. I still don't get why he wants proof so much, but I'm starting to get an idea. This whole situation is weird. I should just try to stop, and see if he even cares, it might just be some weird joke. It might end up with another confrontation like we just had.' my cock twitches at that last part but I very purposefully ignore it.

I can feel the frustration start to rise in me again. I really want to just let this go, I should have never let him start this and I don't want it to get worse than it already is. I could cancel the bet, it's only my pride keeping me involved.

'But the thought of losing control like I did at the laundry mat is intoxicating.' I did not enjoy that thought rising unbidden, 'What would I have done if Alex didn't stop? Would it have been so bad, I was like putty.'

I try to distract my mind and finish my nightly routine as fast as I can before my cock decides it's done waiting and makes itself known again.

I refuse to masterbate while he is still on my mind. I grab a few drinks and sit down, letting my mind wander trying to mind game my erection. My thoughts going to the bet we just made and how he'd promised to give me a reward of 1000$ for winning and how I'd said if I win he'd have to do everything he's made me do before, it's a lot to ask but it'll be worth it in the long run. 'If he loses he'll be embarrassed as hell when he has to do it. Plus, it will let me tease him more. I can make him shave himself too, he doesn't have much hair on his body now, but if he shaves, he'll be as smooth as I am.'

I go to lay down when Alex texts again, asking for his proof in a video, and to make it sexy. I feel myself getting more annoyed at this. I think, 'It's like this is all her thinks about' Still horny, my mind drifts to what I saw at the laundromat. And something I didn't realize I noticed in the moment.

'Alex had a bulge that was bigger than mine, and that's saying a lot, my bulge isn't small. Did he like being in charge and seeing me all helpless against the wall, would it have made his dick harder if we hadn't stopped. He definitely is enjoying this, and I'm scared I am too.

With these thoughts going through my mind while I distractedly take a video, its only after I sent it that I realize my nipple are erect and show in this night shirt, and my hand had wandered to rub my cock instead of just holding the pajama waist band. So what if he can see that I'm turned on. I bet he is too, probably more the pervert.

'I just need to win this race, win my money and do my **** on Alex, then things will be back to normal. These panties and Alex are messing with my head.'

As I finish this thought I realize that I'm masturbating to thoughts of Alex, again. I try to think about another man that would be attractive enough to be causing me these issues but none come to mind, but thinking of what he did to me at the laundrymat has me panting while I rub my cock through the panties instead of stroking it like normal. I'm lost in these thoughts as I think about my smooth legs, panties, my erect nipples, and my rock hard cock. My cock twitches at the thought of him in panties too, that's a safer thought, ****, but soon the fantasy starts to shift and Alex and I are alone in my room, both in panties and stroking ourselves in unison. I see the look on Alex's face, his eyes burning as he watches me stroke my cock, a camera recording us and broadcasting us, his cock would be twitching with need. Then as if he's reading my mind, Alex stands, grabs the camera, moves it onto a close up of me, as he moves around me. My head is spinning as I see his hard cock straining in his panties and watch as his hand goes down my back and into the band of my panties, grabbing my ass, I let out a low moan as he slips one finger down my crack, rubbing against my hole as I shiver.

"uuuuhhhh" I moan out in the real world as my mind snaps back into place with post nut clarity, I start to shakenly clean up my mess as I try to forget the erotic daydream.

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Edit: Typos and fixing a story mistake that would mess up next chapter.