When Rene Calls

"Hello Rene." I answered.
"Are you enjoying your journey so far?" he asked.
"A chauffeur driven Rolls Royce and champagne." I answered "Who wouldn't enjoy that?"
Rene just laughed and said "I must inquire Chrissie as to what you are wearing this evening?"
"I am dressed in black with pearls." I replied "I'm sure you'll approve."
"Well my darling that would depend." he said.
"Depend on what Rene?" I inquired.
"I trust you are wearing stockings?" he asked.
"Yes Love" I said "Black stockings and a garter belt."
"Very good." he said. "But what about panties?"
"Black, sheer and very sexy." I answered.
"Oh Dear! That won't do." he said. "Hike up your dress, reach up under the skirt and remove them."
"You're not serious? Are you?" I said.
"Quite serious Darling." he said. "I want you to remove your panties and give them to Charles, my driver."
"Oh Rene!" I said "What if I choose not to?"

"Then he has orders to turn the car around and return you to your home." he said.
I took only a moment to think about it and then began to hike up my dress. As I was reaching up under the dress to remove them the center
privacy partition began to come down. I noticed Charles watching me in the rear view mirror as I raised up off the seat a bit, lowered my panties
down past my thighs. Once they reached my knees I tugged them and pulled them off over my heels. Charles raised his right hand up and reached
over the seat to take the panties from me.
"We shall be arriving shortly Madam." Charles said as he slipped my expensive Dior panties into the pocket of his jacket. The privacy partition
once again went up leaving me once again alone in the rear seat. I found the sensation of the smooth cool leather seat against the naked flesh of my bottom.
my bottom strangely erotic.