Do I Want To Leave My Wife?

She doubled her efforts with her foot massaging my cock.

"So your wife knows but you want to go all the way. Hmmm, that sounds delicious. Maybe I can help you. I want to see your panties right now."

I looked at her shocked. "Here? Right now?" She simply grinned at me, opened her handbag, pulled out red satin panties and laid them for everybody to see right on the table. "There are several ways I can make you show me your panties sweetheart. One way is you get up and pull down your pants right here. Another way is to grab these panties walk to the bathroom, change from lavender to red, come back and lay your panties on the table."

My mouth stood open. "But, I can't, I mean I can't do that, everybody would know I am wearing your panties", I stuttered. She laughed. "Yes, and everybody would know you wore the lavender ones, but everybody will know anyway if you pull down your pants here at the table. So what will it be? I mean if you want I can also tell everybody what you wear and you can wait for the reaction of the people. Maybe they don't care, but maybe they want to see you undressed."

I couldn't believe it. I was trapped and she knew it. I slowly grabbed the panties, and she held my hand. "When you walk to the restroom you will hold up my red panties for everybody to see and when you come back you will hold your own lavender panties for everybody to see. Then they'll know you belong to me, to Sylvia. Oh, by the way, what is your name?"

I knew she wanted to hear my femme name. "Greta", I mumbled. "Ok, Greta, you do what you have to do. No, what you want to do. You said, you wanted to go all the way. So do it!"

Like in slow motion I got up from the table and held those bright red panties in one hand. Several people smiled at me, some women even winked at me knowingly. I walked into a stall, locked and quickly changed. Then I took my panties in my hands and walked towards Sylvia who looked at me with a big smile. Behind me I heard laughter.