A New Punishment (Chapter 4)

“Let's go, don't want to be late John.”
“Here are the key's to my mom's car, she said to give them to you.” It's a freaking Porsche! I'll be driving a Porsche. I go to the garage and get in the drivers seat. John get's in the passenger's seat and we're off. After a quick 20 minute drive, we're there.
“Good luck John, I'll park this and watch from the stands.”
Both teams warm up and stretch, and the game begins. John was one of four players on the bench. As halftime loomed a defender from his team was hit in the quad when his and another player's slides collided, as he was injured John came on and replaced him. He still hadn't seen any action come halftime but I was sure I'd see something in the second half. I saw something, perhaps the worst soccer player I've ever seen, but something. I thought that in a co-ed league like his, he would have an advantage, being a boy and all. But nope, he was terrible. His team lost 2-3 and he was to blame for two of the other teams goals. He met me at the car after the game.
“You did great John.”
“Thanks.” He seems clueless of how bad he is.
“Get in and let's go home.” Once we get to his house, we both need showers. As he just played a game, I let him take his first. Once he was done I took mine. Once I got out I went to my room to get dressed, but all of my underwear was missing. I put some yoga pants and a t-shirt on and went to see what had happened. I looked through my luggage to make sure I hadn't left it packed. Then I went to check if John knew what happened to them.
“I'll let you know what I did with them if you let me see your tits.”
“You can't even comprehend how much trouble you are in now. I'll teach you not to mess with me!” I push past him into his room.
“You can't just look through my stuff.” He protests.
“I think I can based on the circumstances.” I find them with some Playboy's and Porn Magazines. “So, you left them with your porn. I thought you wouldn't be able to dig yourself a deeper hole. You know what, if you want my underwear so bad I'll let you have some.” I throw a pair of panties at him, “Put them on.”
“What the Fuck. No I'm not putting on your panties!”
“It's what you deserve for trying to get me to give you a show.”
“I was just a bit horny. It's not the end of the world.”
“Would you like me to call your Mom and tell her about this?”
“No... Alright just leave so I can put them on.” I step outside of his room. “Tell me when they are on.” Shortly after he responds, “I put the fuckers on, are you happy now.” I step into his room.
“Show me.”
“I;m not taking off my pants in front of you.”
“You don't need to take off your pants, just show me the trim.” He pulls the side of his jeans down, “Further, I can't see it.” He pulls them down and I can see the trim. “You little liar, you said you put them on. Grab them and put them on.”
“No.”
“Alright, guess I'll grab my phone then.” He responds by trying to punch me, but he has no idea what he is doing and I grab his arm and force him to the ground. I wonder if I should actually call his mother, I did threaten to make him wear panties and I don't know how she's respond. Well, he tried to take a punch a me so today can't get much worse.
“Hello, Ms. Underwood, this is Taylor, I've been having some problems with your son.”
“Oh, I'm sorry, what did he do.”
“While I was in the shower he grabbed all the underwear from my room. When I confronted him about it he told me quote 'I'll let you know what I did with them if you let me see your tits.'”
“What!?! I'll let you handle this yourself, in any way you see fit.”
“I tried, I'm not sure what you'll think of this but well... since he took my underwear, I was going to make him wear a pair of my panties... well he refused until I threatened to call you. Then he lied about putting them on, and when I threatened to call you the second time he tried to punch me. I'm currently holding him down.”
“Put me on speakerphone please.”
“Alright Ms. Underwood, you're on speakerphone.”
“It may me original but I don't think you should make my son wear your underwear.” John smiles at me. “That is too much of a hinderance on you, and I doubt it even fits right. I would like for you two to go to the store and get him some of his own, to wear as you see fit. If you would ever like to get him alternative clothes, feel free to charge the card I left you.” I look back at John and he is in dismay.
“Thank you Ms. Underwood. I hope to not have to bother you with anymore problems. Good bye.”