14 – Panties

As Olivia's mouth fell open in surprise, Cody couldn't help but be entranced by her innocence. Despite her quick recovery, the blush that stained her cheeks couldn't be hidden, and Cody found himself wondering if she was really capable of faking such a genuine reaction. He couldn't resist the urge to flirt with her, even as she nervously tried to pull her skirt back down over her hips and thighs.

"Yes, Cody," Olivia said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Cody watched as her hands trembled and she wiggled to get the skirt in place, causing her bosom to shake tantalizingly. He couldn't help but let his mind wander, imagining all the things he could do with such a tempting young woman.

As Olivia struggled to compose herself, she couldn't help but feel a flutter in her stomach at the way Cody was looking at her. She had never been the object of such intense desire before, and she couldn't help but be both flattered and intimidated by it. Despite her reservations about getting involved with her boss, she found herself drawn to his charm and confidence, and couldn't resist the pull of his attraction.

At the same time, Cody couldn't believe how irresistible he found Olivia. He had always been a man who went after what he wanted, and he couldn't resist the urge to pursue this young woman, despite the risks involved. He knew that getting involved with his personal assistant was a dangerous game, but he couldn't help but be drawn to her innocence and vulnerability, and he was willing to take the risk to have her by his side.

As Olivia's mouth fell open in surprise, Cody couldn't help but be impressed by her ability to compose herself so quickly. Despite her quick recovery, the blush that stained her cheeks couldn't be hidden, and Cody couldn't help but think to himself that she was "fucking good at innocence." He couldn't believe that anyone could fake such a genuine reaction, and he found himself even more intrigued by this young woman.

"Unbutton the blouse, too. I want to see you," Cody said, unable to resist the temptation to see more of Olivia.

Olivia hesitated for a moment, feeling a mix of fear and excitement at the thought of revealing herself to Cody. But she couldn't resist the pull of his desire, and she slowly began to unbutton her blouse, revealing a hint of her lace-covered chest.

As she sat down in the chair, Cody watched her every move, his eyes glued to her body. He couldn't believe how attractive he found her, and he couldn't wait to see more of her.

Meanwhile, Olivia couldn't believe what she was doing. She had always been a good girl, never one to take risks or do anything daring. But something about Cody made her feel alive and daring, and she found herself unable to resist his charms. Despite her reservations about getting involved with her boss, she found herself drawn to his power and confidence, and she couldn't help but be swept up in the intensity of his desire.

I stand behind Olivia, my hands clenched into fists as I watch her spread her arms out wide, exposing the delicate skin of her inner wrists. My stomach churns with a mix of lust and disgust, knowing what's about to happen.

I can feel the heat emanating from her body, the tension radiating off of her in waves. She's scared, but she's trying to hide it. I admire her strength, even as I hate myself for putting her in this position.

I know I shouldn't be doing this. I know it's wrong. But the temptation is too great, the desire too strong. I can't resist the urge to see her submission, to feel the rush of power it brings me.

As I unsheathe the blade, I can't help but wonder what's going through Olivia's mind. Is she regretting her decision to lie about her age and take this job? Is she terrified of what's about to happen? Or is she secretly excited, drawn to the danger and taboo of the situation?

As Olivia stands up and removes her panties, I can't help but notice the way her breathing picks up. I can sense her nervousness and uncertainty, but also a hint of excitement and desire. I hold my hand out, telling her to bring the panties to me. She approaches slowly, her eyes locked on mine, and places the soft material in my hand.

"Good girl," I say, rewarding her obedience with a smile.

I can see the mix of emotions on her face - the blush of embarrassment at being told to hand over such a personal item, but also the thrill of submission and the desire to please me. I can't help but feel a rush of power and arousal at the thought of having this young, beautiful woman at my beck and call.

But as I hold the panties in my hand, I can't shake the feeling that there is something deeper going on between Olivia and I. Yes, the sexual attraction is strong, but there is also a sense of emotional connection and vulnerability that I can't ignore. I can't help but wonder what her life has been like, what struggles and challenges she has faced, and how I can help her.

As I look into her eyes, I can see a reflection of my own desires and doubts. I know that I want her, but I also know that there are risks and complications that come with such a relationship. Still, I can't resist the pull of this connection and the temptation of her body. I can only hope that, whatever happens, I will be able to protect her and keep her safe.