Chapter 7 by wicker

What's next?

Not Bored at the Board

Mandy waited for Jackson to turn on the panties, but he did not.

"Mandy, are you with us?" asked Mr. Turpin.

"Oh, sorry, I was just looking over my notes."

"So what do you have for us?"

The panties started vibrating, and the fact the panties were too small and rode up her, made it worse. She jumped a bit. "Well, um...uh...we've had a very good quarter so far. I think we have added...um....five more clients this quarter than we did in the ...uh... previous quarter."

"Are you OK, Mandy?"

"Yes, I'm fine. I...uh...just didn't get much sleep last night."

"Fine."

Jackson kept the panties on for the rest of the meeting, and it crept by slowly for Mandy. She shifted in her chair and started to sweat. She gripped the arms of the chair and clenched her teeth. By the time the meeting ended, her crotch was wet and sticky and only then did Jackson turn off the panties. He left the board room before she did, and she hurried to the ladies room to clean herself.