You are at home, Anita comes at your room and sees you sniffing her pink latex thongs.

Looking up at you with hurt in her eyes, Anita crosses her arms over her chest and pouts slightly. "You know I can't help it if they smell this good," she defends herself, gesturing to the pink thongs dangling from one hand. "They were mine before you even knew me." Her expression softens as she takes a step closer, reaching out to gently grasp your chin between her thumb and index finger.

"But they're mine now," she continues in a softer tone, "and I want to share them with you... but only if you promise not to get jealous." A sly grin creeps across her lips as she eyes the obvious bulge in your pants. "Maybe I can find another way for us both to enjoy them?"

Seductively, she raises one eyebrow and murmurs, "You'll have to earn the privilege first..." Taking another step closer, she slides her free hand down your chest, tracing a lazy line along your abdomen toward your crotch. She smirks when you visibly react to her touch, before looking up at you with a mixture of desire and challenge in her eyes. "How about we play a little game?"

Leaning forward, Anita brushes the tip of her nose against yours, breathing warm air across your face. "I'll tell you what to do," she whispers. "You do it... and if I like it enough, maybe then I'll let you have a turn with my thongs." She pauses, giving you a teasing grin before continuing, "But if you don't follow instructions perfectly..." Her hand trails

...her fingers reaching between your legs to stroke your hardness through your pants, "...then you'll just have to wait longer." With a wink, she releases her hold on your crotch and takes another step back, giving you some space while she watches for your response.

"That's what I like to hear," Anita purrs, her fingers slipping beneath the waistband of your boxers and drawing them down over your hips. "Now, why don't you take off those tighty-whities of yours?" she asks with a suggestive wink, nodding toward your discarded underwear on the floor. "I want to feel my fingers sinking into that hot, sweet flesh..." Her other hand reaches up, caressing the back of your neck before trailing over your shoulder and down your arm until her fingertips brush against your own skin.

As you comply, sliding your boxers off and kicking them aside, Anita moves even closer, pressing her body against yours. Her erect nipples brush against your bare chest as she lets out a soft moan of appreciation at the sight of your fully hard length now exposed. "That'

Suddenly, Anita spins you around and pushes you roughly against the wall, pinning your arms above your head with one hand. Her other hand reaches down, wrapping around your erection through your boxers and roughly guiding it to the exit before yanking them off in a swift motion, exposing you fully. "Don't you dare!" she growls, her voice low and menacing as her thumb and index finger stroke up and down your length while her other hand grinds against your crotch through your boxer briefs. "Not until I say so." Her breath is hot against your ear as she whispers, "And if you do... well, let's just say there will be consequences."