Patricia's POV
"Go stand by the wall." He stopped halfway and I knew he watched me as I got out of my skirt and tights completely and headed to the wall.
I waited like a greedy woman for his next order. Dishing out orders was fun but I guess receiving orders wasn't so bad either.
"Turn around and face the wall."
"Again?"
"Shh. Who knows that will happen in the dark? It could be different." He teased and i listened and turned around, so fucking turned on. I didn't even need to touch my panties to know how soaked they were, I felt myself fucking leaking. This was insane.
Then he approached me, stood behind me, and pushed my panties down. When I widened my legs, he placed his hands on my panties and ran through it, rubbing my arousal that had stained it. It was embarrassing, but I liked it.
"Such a good girl. So fucking wet for me. Say you're a good girl baby." He purred.
"I'm a good girl." I repeated helplessly.