Caught by Neighbour

I stared at him, gripping my beer bottle. I couldn't think of anything to say."

"Am I right?" he repeated.

"Y-yes" I said.

"Good", he said. "So we can probably cut to the chase here a little bit. There are some things that I'm going to get you to do, and you're going to be pretty happy to do them - at least that's what I think. Because if you don't, then I'm going to haVe that conversation with your hot little wife Sam, and I'd say that might be the end of your happy marriage."

I thought about that, and the voice in my head said he was probably right. How on earth had I got myself into this situation? It was a disaster. The whole thing brought on by a stupid decision to put my secret habit on display. Why couldn't I have simply watched some porn and masturbated and then chosen to go outside for the housework. And now I was being blackmailed and threatened by this guy, with nothing I could do about it.

"What do you want?" I said.

He smiled. "Pretty simple - I didn't get much of a look at your underwear when you ran off inside yesterday. So go and put it on. Do you have a whole set of stuff somewhere?"

I nodded reluctantly.

"OK - so I'm going to finish my beer, and you can go and get changed. You've got about 5 minutes."

"Is that, err... that's all, right?" I said.

He ignored me, and after a moment, I went out of the room and down to the bedroom. What an awkward situation. It was hard to read what he was up to - I'd expected a demand for money, or anything, and now he wanted me to cross-dress in front of him? And yet he didn't seem to want it for a sexual purpose; at least not as far as I could tell. What would I know - the last thing I was interested in was another guy's turn-ons. I hoped like hell he didn't want to get into some sort of sex game. I stood there in my bedroom, with all of these thoughts flashing through my head. In the end, I just figured maybe he wanted to embarrass me.