Niki was 25 and trying to find her way in the world. She was single, living with roommates in a big city, and working hard to forge a career for herself. She worked her way up to being a manager at a retail store in town, but she wanted more. She longed to be in change. The one making the decisions. The one in control.
She was a very beautiful young woman, and she knew it, but she always felt like the men in her life, especially the one's she worked under, never gave her enough credit or enough praise. She felt she worked her ass off wherever she went and she was constantly being undervalued and underappreciated by her supervisors.
Andrew was mid-thirties, married with children. He had a beautiful family and loved them very much. He was at a point in his life where he was making the more money than he ever had and feeling a slight onset of the mid-life crisis. But Andrew also had a dark secret. Andrew was a sex addict. Having a pretty traumatic childhood, Andrew learned to adapt to his surroundings and to the people in interacted with, developing an exceptional skill of relating and imitating those around him. But early on, he develop a fasciation for the opposite sex, finding them to be more caring and comforting when he was missing that from his parents. Eventually, that fasciation turned to obsession and the early 90's internet fueled his lust with images and videos of anything you could think to find. While he fought it every day, he continued to struggle with the addiction.
Niki met Andrew through work. Andrew was her direct supervisor and taught her quite a bit on managing a retail store and her employees. While Andrew thought Niki was attractive, he actively tried to distance himself from her when he could, even to the point of lashing out in order to seem less attractive. Because of Niki's frustration with male authorities, she took those moments especially hard. But Niki did kind of like Andrew, at least on a physical level. He was tall, handsome, and muscular. But what she liked most about him was the kindness he would show on occasion, almost as if it were leaking out of him or somehow being hidden. When he was kind, they had a lot of chemistry. But Niki knew that Andrew was married and assumed that it was off the table. Not to mentioned that she worked for him and what a nightmare that might be.
That all changed one day when Andrew held a performance review for Niki. You see, Niki also had a dark secret. She was particularly interested in sexually dominating men. And Andrew had often come up in her fantasies. During this performance review, she had glimpsed a side of Andrew she hadn't noticed before. A sort of submissive side. And now her curiosity was peaked. Andrew had expressed an opinion that Niki was a great manager and would one day be in a similar position as him. He mentioned that he'd love to be an employee of hers and work for her. He even went as far as to say he'd do anything she'd tell him to do. Niki didn't hear much after that as her mind was racing down a rabbit hole of what that could mean and if "anything" meant getting on his hands and knees for her.
What she didn't know is that subconsciously, that's exactly what Andrew meant. He really did think Niki was a great manager and a hard worker and he really did think she'd have his job one day. But he accidently went one sentence too far with his praise.
Niki thought more of the interaction in the following days and she couldn't get it off her mind. Now any time she saw Andrew, she would envision his hands bound behind his back and speaking to her like a queen. She started thinking more and more dangerous and provocative thoughts, and eventually, she hatched a plan.
A few weeks later at work, Niki got in early to open the store, but early enough that she knew no one would be there. She went to the back to Andrew's office and found his filing cabinet. From her backpack, she removed a plastic zip-loc bag and a note. The note said, "If you're interested in learning more, email me here," followed by a fake email account. In the bag, she had left a used pair of panties, or more specifically, a pair of wet panties she had used to masturbate with the previous night. In her head, she figured Andrew would find this, throw it away, and never reach out to her. "Of course that's what he'd do," she thought. But she found no harm in trying anyway.
A couple days past before Andrew thought to search for something in his filing cabinet. After opening it, he closed it with lightning speed and was immediately flushed and hot. Did he just see panties in his drawer?? What the fuck?
He opened it back up and pull the note out first.
At first, his reaction was thinking this was meant for someone else. But after some thought he came to the conclusion this was for likely him. But who could have left it? Only an employee right? Or maybe a customer could have snuck in? No, that would be unlikely. But if it was an employee, this was very very bad. He could lose his job if someone found this..
He grabbed the bag and shoved it in his pocket. He had to get this outside to a garbage can as soon as possible. He checked outside his office to be sure no one was around and walked quickly to the exit of the building. As he walked, his mind was swirling with thoughts and trying to understand what was going on. One thought started to take the majority of the others: What if they were used panties?
Andrew felt a burning inside him, then the thrill of taboo. He would definitely throw them away, but he could at least take a closer look at them. He took a path to the exit that passed a bathroom and slipped inside.
It wouldn't hurt anything to smell them, right? Isn't that what they were left for? And he's not sending anyone an email, he's just being curious.
He opened the bag and pulled the panties out. They were a very sexy pair, a pair he would very much enjoy seeing on someone. They also felt a little damp, like they hadn't been put in the clothes dryer. Had someone left him wet panties? He took a small sniff.
The scent was intoxicating. There was a slight perfume fragrance, but mostly he smelled pussy. They were definitely still wet and it was clearly not from washing...
His mind melted with the smell and he slipped into a primal state of urges. The first one being that he really wanted to taste them. He gave it a lick and to his disappointment, they didn't taste much like anything other than clothes. But they smelled wonderful and that was all he needed. He slid his pants down and his rock hard cock stuck out. He took the panties and wrapped them around his cock and masturbated with them. As he stroked his dick, he thought more on who could have left them. He imagined a strange, sexy woman who had a crush on him sneaking into his workplace to seduce him. And with a flash, his mind settled on Niki. Had she left them?! In theory, it was possible. At the this thought, he started to cum and he let his cum fill the panties and he reached a point of euphoria he had not had in a long time.
As he came to his senses, he remember he was still at work, still holding a strangers pair of panties, now covered in his cum. He put them back in the the bag and resolved to throw them away where no one would find them. But for some reason he did not know, he ended up back in his office with the bag of wet panties in his filing cabinet, now locked.
What was he doing? This was such a dangerous game, why risk this for a stranger? But maybe it wasn't a stranger. Maybe it actually was Niki. He felt his curiosity spinning out of control and he decided he really needed to know. But the only way would be to email the obviously fake email to find out.
He opened his laptop and began to type. This was the exchange:
A : Hello
N : Hi :)
N : I'm glad you decided to reach out...
A : Who is this?
N : Well what fun would that be if I gave it away so soon? :)
A : Do you work with me?
