Give Sandra Another Order

A little bit later, I was texting with Sandra. The blues from last night was gone by the moment I sent the first message. By mid-day, the messages had become a bit more flirtatious.

Don't tell me we're doing the orgasm thing again, are we? Another week like that and I might have to commit ****

Nah. You may cum as normal this week. I smirked. The word "May" had been selected on purpose. But...I do want you to wear red panties today.

I leaned back in my chair and waited for the response. There was always that moment of tension between when you sent a daring order and when she replied.

Oh, telling me what to wear now? Feeling bold.

A certain someone inspires it in me.

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