Chapter 5: Reacquainted

“Sorry, what was that?” she feigned curiosity, pressing her ear closer to his groin, whispering conspiratorially, “Oh, so you’ve met already—about two months ago? Wow, that’s interesting!” With a smirk, she straightened, maintaining eye contact while accentuating the intimacy of the moment.

Her eyes studied the delicate fabric of her panties, stretching seamlessly around him, the soft microfiber embracing his curves more snugly than she anticipated. “Are these panties too tight? Let me adjust them,” she proposed, a mischievous glint sparkling in her gaze.

With calm precision, she deftly reached for the gold buckles of the waistband straps. The metal gleamed in the light, reflecting the deeper warmth of the moment as she playfully adjusted them, shifting the tension from the smallest size to midway. The faint sound of the buckles sliding on the straps was barely audible, yet it echoed in the charged atmosphere.

“Usually, I set it to the smallest size when I wear these,” she continued, her tone flirtatious yet underscored with a hint of seriousness as she paced the adjustments with meticulous care. “But when these panties went missing and then reappeared, I noticed the adjustments were about this size,” she said, her fingers deftly pulling on the straps before snapping them back against his skin—a soft yet startling sound that sent a ripple of sensation coursing through him.

It struck him then, a vivid flashback to their most intimate private session—the memory igniting as clearly as if it had happened just moments ago. The thrill of the moment washed over him, intertwining with the realization that he had indeed forgotten to readjust those very straps. A mixture of emotions began to swirl within him: excitement, embarrassment, and a deeply rooted desire flickered to life, creating an intoxicating blend of sensations that enveloped them both.