Steve was in a foul mood. It wasn't anything that was happening at work. In fact, work was going great. He'd had a meeting with the Senior VP of Business Development that morning and was being given a the new Jenkins portfolio that all the reps were scrambling for. Any rep that did well with Jenkins would be fast-tracked to an managerial, maybe even an executive position!
No, the probably wasn't anything that had happened that day. It was the night before. Steve had been at his girlfriend Kate's, eating dinner, having a lovely evening. Just as they did every Sunday night, Steve had headed upstairs, fully expecting Kate to join him in the bedroom wearing her hot schoolgirl outfit. They'd start with some kissing, a little role-play, maybe a little spanking, all followed by a massive climax.
It was their routine!
When she walked into the room wearing lingerie, his temper flared. Sure, she looked hot, but it wasn't what he wanted!
Okay, he had to admit to himself that he might have overreacted. But it was Kate who had thrown him out, so he was pretty sure that she was even MORE wrong!
Steve crumpled a report that he'd made a mistake on and threw it across the room into the basket he kept by the door to his office. It didn't matter whose mistake it was, what mattered was that he was pissed.
Sure, maybe he had a fetish, and maybe it was a problem. That didn't help him now. Not only was Steve angry, but he was also distracted! He couldn't concentrate on the big file, his big break, all because his mind kept going to an image of Kate wearing that sexy outfit!
To make matters worse, his underwear kept riding up his ass crack. It had taken some serious concentration not to pick it out as he stood in the VP's office during their meeting. Steve stood up and adjusted himself again. It didn't seem to matter how many times he did this, the underwear always was in his butt crack within minutes! His anger rose. He knew he couldn't blame this on Kate as well, but he wanted to.
Fed up with his ongoing wedgie, Steve left his office, heading for the washroom. If he couldn't be comfortable wearing his underwear, he'd just go commando.
