Another date

Tom spent the rest of the week hoping that Asha would text him, or that Emily would say she was heading out. He knew it was unlikely that Emily would go again the next night, but he still couldn’t get it out of his mind the whole day. When he finally got a text from Asha as he was sitting in a lecture on Friday, after four days of waiting, he barely held back a shout of joy.

Asha: Emily wants to meet him again today, says she will tell you we’re going out again to cover

Tom’s belly was a knot of excitement and nerves throughout the rest of the day. He walked home as fast as he could, containing himself from breaking out into a jog. He took several deep breaths upon reaching the apartment, and then went inside, trying to appear normal.

“Hey honey, you’re back early,” Emily said, looking up at Tom before turning back to her computer with what Tom swore was a hint of a smirk. He stood around awkwardly for a moment, wondering if Emily was going to tell him about her evening plans, before continuing on into the bedroom to put his bag down.

He potted around the apartment for almost another hour, trying not to get hard while constantly catching himself glancing at Emily expectantly, before she finally said anything.

“Oh, by the way, I’m heading out with Asha again tonight.”

“Oh, ok, no worries,” Tom managed to croak out. Damn! How could Emily act so natural?

For the next hour, Emily was busy messaging someone on her phone. Tom tried to observe her surreptitiously, watching her smiling and occasionally biting her lip as she read and responded. She disappeared into the bathroom with her phone three times and Tom couldn’t help but imagine she was sending Bill some enticing pictures.

Emily finally started getting ready at 6:30, grabbing an outfit out of the closet and getting in the shower. She didn’t reappear for another hour, her makeup perfectly applied, her hair looking straight out of a shampoo commercial, and her body shown off in an incredibly sexy outfit. She was wearing a white tube dress that just covered her pussy, while still exposing the top of her hips, showing where her abs narrowed down to her pubic mound. It was less than a hand span in width. Her top was also elasticated and very narrow, showing a mouth-watering amount of cleavage. It was a floral pattern, with small, off-shoulder sleeves. Overall, the outfit just managed to be stylish, straddling the line between classy and trashy.

Emily paused and let Tom drink her in, not saying anything.

“Wow, that’s, uh, that’s quite the outfit for a girls night out,” Tom said, chuckling nervously.

“Haha, yeah, well Asha always looks so stylish, I thought I’d better lift my game!” she replied easily. She stood there for a few moments more, casually shifting on the spot, rocking from one foot to the other, letting Tom stare at the outfit, or, more accurately, the vast expanses of skin left uncovered by it. Her skin tingled, knowing he was imagining Bill getting his pudgy hands all over her. Her skin flushed as she imagined the same, feeling like a wave of arousal had just smashed into her body. “Well, I’d best be off,” she said, striding for the door as she felt her nipples beginning to harden, becoming even more evident through the clinging material of her top.

“Oh yep, have a good time!” Tom said to Emily’s back as she departed. A moment later he heard her knock at Asha’s door, before he heard them chatting and laughing as they headed for Asha’s car. Knowing he had a small window with nothing happening, and with his stomach already rumbling, he made himself a nice big sandwich for dinner. He ate in front of the TV, not able to pay attention as he kept his eyes glued firmly to his phone sitting on the arm of the chair.

He did not have to wait long, the phone dinging after only a few minutes. He quickly put the remainder of the sandwich back on the plate and set it aside, hastily wiped his hands on his pants and grabbed his phone.