Throughout the afternoon Sheila went about the daily chores of being a waitress. No one could tell anything was out of the ordinary. Except of course for Sheila. Every time she knew Robert was looking in her direction she would make a movement that would catch his eye. When delivering a drink to a table she would make sure to bend over with her ass pointed at Robert. Anytime she passed by him she would make sure a breast rubbed against him. When Robert seemed like he was busy she would sneak behind the bar and reach up and grab a bottle from the top shelf. Giving Robert a good view of the profile of her ass and breasts while she stretched on her tip toes to get the bottle.
Customers came an went. The bar never got very busy. Just the few businessmen that stayed in the hotel. And once in a while a couple that was looking to have a drink before or after they went out on the town.
As Sheila was walking to take the drink order of a new couple that had just sat down, she noticed Robert was watching her walk away. She paused, and then pretending she saw a piece of lent on the carpet, bent over at the waist to pick it up. The feeling of her thong riding up her ass crack and gripping snug against her pussy turned her on more than she already was. The fact that Robert was now staring into her ass also made her wet. She slowly stood back up and walked back over to the couple. After some small talk and taking their order she turned around to head back to the bar. She saw Robert still staring at her before he quickly pretended to wiped down the bar again.
Sheila smiled to herself and thought "Should be time to step up this game a little bit." She wasn't exactly sure of why she was teasing Robert so badly. She loved her husband and all, but this was too much fun. Maybe she just wanted the excitement and attention. Not to mention it made her feel powerful to manipulate a man like this. To watch him squirm as she toyed with him.
Back at the bar she placed the couple's drink order and started to tease Robert some more.
"We have to get some better maids, there's a big piece of lent right in the middle of the floor. Luckily I got it before a customer complained to damned Mr. Fredricks. Of course bending over like that has my thong all wedged up my ass crack. Actually feels kind of nice, all that rubbing against such a sensitive spot. Of course after a full work day that'll feel not so good at all."
She thought she heard Robert swallow loudly. No doubt he was picturing her ass clad in just a thong. She decided to lay it on thick.
"Of course when you get a wedgie in a thong, it gets all snug up front too. Probably have a damn camel toe. I should just go in the ladies room and take the damned things off." She said as she turned and smiled at Robert.
He placed the drinks down for her and said "You do what you need to do. I won't stop you."
There was something in his look. Almost like he knew what she was doing and daring her, to see how far she'd go. Or maybe it was that he was saying he'd let her do what she wanted with him and not stop her.
Sheila, always a proud girl, was not about to lose this unofficial game to some bluff. "Oh yeah? In that case-" She let her sentence trail off and took the drinks to the man and woman who were patiently waiting. After dropping off the drinks she looked back and saw Robert smiling, watching her, waiting to see what she was up to. Sheila headed across the bar and then into the hallway with the bathrooms. Once in the ladies room she went into the nearest stall. She slipped off her small black pumps and then slid out of her dress slacks. She neatly hung them on the hook that was on he back of the stall door. Then she pulled her white thong down, stepping out of it while bent over. She stuffed it into the pants pocket on her pants before taking them off the hook and getting redressed.
Sheila couldn't believe how turned on she suddenly was. She felt herself getting wetter and had a brief fear that it might show through her work pants. With a glance down she made sure she looked presentable. No camel toe, no wet spot. Just a bulge in her front pocket from where her thong was.
"Now to up the stakes," She thought.
Sheila made straight for the bar. Once there she stepped around behind it and puled the thong from her pocket. Before she lost her nerve she placed it in Robert's hand.
Robert looked shocked for just a second, then recovered with a playful smile.
"Didn't think you'd actually go that far." Then he slipped the thong into his own front pocket. "You do know I'm keeping this now, right?"
It seemed Robert was willing to keep the game going, and so was she.
"Oh I figured as much. I'm guessing I'll catch you in the back room sniffing them or beating off in them later. I just don't want to see you wearing them or I'll be a little freaked out."
Robert laughed, "No, I'll give them to Mr. Fredricks, he'll do that I'm sure. The fat, old, freak."
"Oh that's nasty! Now I have that image stuck in my head, you asshat."
Robert laughed harder. "Oh you like it. Now if you're feeling all better, and freer, kindly get back to work. Or I will give Mr. Fredricks your panties."
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