It's a date

Max takes Katelyn to a local restaurant, Katelyn is nervous to be seen with Max by one of her colleagues or family members, Max tells Katelyn to relax, he's not an oger and if she just relaxed she'd probably have a lot of fun dating him.

Katelyn recoiled at the thought that they were on a date, she loves Evan, and even though she was being **** into this sham of a date, she felt like she was being unfaithful to him. Katelyn had messaged Evan that she would be late home tonight as she was struggling to get the cameras and all Evan had messaged back was "Do what you've got to do, luv". Katelyn didn't quite think he'd be saying the same when she got home and told him the full story.

Max looked at the nervous Katelyn across the half-circle booth they were sitting in. He smiled at Katelyn and asked her what was wrong.

Katelyn gave Max a look of astonishment, "What do you mean, what's wrong?" she whispered in a **** voice. "You tell me you've been watching me online and stealing the videos Evan and I have been making from the cameras and then show me a naked video you have of me whilst you **** me to sit on your lap and grope me. Then you **** me to come out to this fancy restaurant where anyone we work with might see us, telling me it's a date. I'm a little freaked out. That's what's wrong?" Katelyn sat back in her seat, looking worried and upset.

"Oh, Katelyn", Max said. "I don't want to upset you, I don't know if you've noticed but I've always liked you and I feel like this is my opportunity to show you how I feel. I'm sure you'll enjoy spending time with me once you get to know me better. In the mean time though, the material you've given me does give me a certain amount of power over you, doesn't it?" Katelyn looks at Max and grimaces. "Well, I'm going to use that video as leverage," Max says.

"You mean ****!" Katelyn hisses, feeling ****.

"I prefer leverage, to have you experience what dating me is like," Max says.

"I have a husband and I have rights, Max. You get one meal together, and that's it," Katelyn states definitively, trying to show her confidence. Deep down, though, Katelyn is worried that Max has already seen what was on the memory cards from last night. If he had, she was in deep trouble, he wasn't letting on though.

There's a lull in the conversation for a moment. "Katelyn asks Max, defeated, what do you want from me?"

Max smiles softly at Katelyn, he reaches out and takes her hand in his, and squeezes it, not letting her pull away. Katelyn relents and lets him hold her hand.

Max stares into Katelyn's eyes and tells her to listen carefully. "I want you to do as I ask. For now, that's to go to the restroom and remove your underwear, bra, and panties. When you're done, come back to the table and hand them to me." Max smiles as he sees Katelyn's face drop from nervous to disgust.

"You're sick if you think I'm going to do anything for you, and never that, urgh", Katelyn exclaims indignantly.

Max brought his other hand over to meet his and Katelyn's, dropping his phone gently on the table for Katelyn to see. There was a still from the video of herself topless. He had tweaked the colours and brightness, making the image shine. Katelyn's free hand shot up to cover the phone to stop just anyone who walked by from seeing. Max placed a hand over hers and told her. "You choose."

Max saw Katelyn's face glowing red as she resigned herself to performing the wishes of this sick pervert. She slowly stood up, reeling as she watched Max eyeing up her stacked chest, knowing what she's about to go and do.

Max couldn't help but watch Katelyn as her perfectly sized peach of an ass as she walked to the restrooms. It was almost fifteen minutes before Katelyn returned, she'd obviously been debating with herself wether or not to go through with it.

Max saw Katelyn with her business jacket buttoned up to try and offer her some support, as her breasts bounce in her white silk blouse, not obcenly but enough to notice if you're looking and Max certainly was.

Katelyn arrived back at the table and slinked into her side as far away from Max as possible. He patted the seat next to him as Katelyn groaned and moved closer to him; bouncing along the seat, Max couldn't take his eyes off of her chest.

"You look very nice," Max said as he stared at Katelyn. Katelyn just looked at the table in front of her, not wanting to make eye contact.

"I believe you have something for me?" Max prompted, Katelyn looked at him desperately, asking "Isn't this enough?", before she reached into her jacket pocket and pulled out the items he was after. She placed them on the seat next to him, out of sight of anyone else in the restaurant.

Max smiled as he laid a hand on the matching tan coloured lace bra and the panties, he groped and squeezed them for a moment before putting them into his pants pocket.

"Put them away," Katelyn screached, but only at a whisper, not wanting her underwear to be on display.

"Good girl," Max said, smiling patronisingly.

Katelyn's face turned a deeper red.

"Now, let's lose the jacket, just for the meal," he said.

Katelyn looked at Max, staring daggers at him, but she knew the deal and relented. Pushing her chest out involuntarily as she removed the only thing holding her chest up.

Max was shocked. He wanted to reach out and touch, but also didn't want Katelyn to scream, he'd get there. He couldn't believe that even without the jacket there was basically no sag, Katelyn's enormous fun bags were anti gravity machines.

Katelyn tried to hide behind the table, but Max told her to keep her back straight and shoulders back as the waiter approached.

Katelyn and Max could both see the waiter stealing a glance at Katelyn's chest as he spoke to Max.

"I'll have the steak, and the lady will have the salad," Max said to the waiter. "She's watching her figure, what do you think?" Max asked.

"Very nice," the waiter said feeling awkward as his eyes moved from Katelyn's chest to her beet red face.

Whilst the couple were waiting for the meals to arrive Max explained some of the other concessions he's like Katelyn to make.

Katelyn didn't like the sound of this.

Max told Katelyn that from now on she'd not be wearing her business jacket to work anymore, she'd also be changing to a shelf bra, or perhaps no bra since her breasts were so pert. Oh and for the moment she could choose between thong panties and no panties, he hadn't decided yet.

Once again, in a huff, Katelyn explains to Max that she has rights and that he can't do this to her.

Max checks his phone for a moment and tells Katelyn that she can do whatever she wants, these are all just requests, but disobeying his requests would have consiquences.

Katelyn in a huff agrees and says she doesn't have anything like that and that it'll take her a few days to figure something out. Max chuckles and tells her not to worry, he insists they go for a fitting together, he's already arranged it for after dinner.

Katelyn knew that she was stuck, at least most reputable places wouldn't allow Max to see her in the changing room or during a fitting, so Katelyn agreed.

Finally, Max tells Katelyn that she will change her ballet flats out for platform stilettos with a rounded closed toe and that her skirt needs to be shortened.

Katelyn says she doesn't have anything like that and Evan is expecting her home.

Max told Katelyn not to worry, that they would be going shoe shopping now as well.

As they step out of the restaurant into the cool air, Katelyn tries to put her jacket on but Max tells her to just carry it. Katelyn tells Max she's worried about her nipples poking through her top, Max said, they are, and they look beautiful.