Back to Phoebe's

Resignedly, you return to the door of Number 2, and before you can knock its pulled wide by a beaming Phoebe. She doesn't ask why you're back so soon, or what has happened. If you wanted to tell her you would. She has put her clothes back on.

"I was just about to start making dinner", she smiles excitedly.

"Fine", you say, and look at her, wishing you had one more squirt in you but alas you're all tapped out for a while. "but do it naked". Shit, you might as well look, even if touching would be too painful.

She smiles and quickly loses her clothing before heading through to the kitchen.

You cant help admiring her ass and think, why the hell didn't I do that! You can feel your cock valiantly stirring but its all too painful. "I'll do your ass tomorrow Phoebe", you call and turn away to look at your phone. 14 missed calls from the wife.

Huh.