His Mistress Wears My Intimates

Lately, I noticed that my custom panties kept disappearing—a few pieces here and there, every few days.

When I asked my husband Derek about it, he just shrugged it off, saying I must have carelessly misplaced them somewhere.

At the company's annual gala, while everyone was eating together, a system prompt suddenly echoed in my mind:

[Mind-reading mode is now activated.]

Before I could even process what was happening, another voice followed:

[The thrill of being touched by Serena's husband while wearing her panties is absolutely exhilarating!]

[Harder... yes... I'm coming!]