No panties for you

"I think you need a taste of what real freedom is," Valerie giggles. "So no panties." After slipping you into a pair of red high heels that make you walk like a sexy supermodel, Valerie takes you to dinner.

Walking outside, you spot a fancy black shiny limousine waiting to take you and your mistress to dinner. The driver steps out and opens the door for the two of you. He gives you a long look, then looks toward Valerie and gestures at the door. "Evening, mistress," he says with a deep voice.

"Hello, driver," Valerie replies. "You will drive us to my favorite Italian restaurant."

"Yes, mistress," he replies, and gives you another look. This guy is creeping you out. You get the feeling he is taking your red dress off with his eyes. You hope that he cannot tell that you have no panties on.

You take a seat next to Valerie. It does feel "free" sitting on the comfortable seat with no panties on. You also feel very exposed. You make an extra effort to keep your legs together so no one gets a peek up your skirt.

The driver gets behind the wheel, starts the engine, and you are off to the restaurant.

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