No f*****g way! I wasn't going to sit there in the glade and jack-off while Sheila watched me, and I sure as hell wasn't going to wear a pair of women's panties. This was just way too perverted. I quickly decided I would send the panties back to her with a note telling her that it had to be like we always do it. I took the panties home that evening, planning to write the rejection note to her perverted proposal.
The rest of the day, I kept thinking about Sheila's proposal and while I wasn't about to do it, the more I thought about it, the kinkier it seemed. I had a business dinner that night, so, by the time I got home, I had consumed a good bit of alcohol. I pulled out the panties and sat down at a desk to write an appropriate "not no, but hell no," note to Sheila. As I sat there staring
