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Chapter 16 by amon_Baal amon_Baal

What’s next?

Cards Monday night.

George got home Monday night to find Abbey sitting at the round dining table wearing a sexy set of transparent lingerie. On the table was a set of cards, a bottle of wine and some glasses, and her box of pills. “Welcome home,” she said. “Pizza’s on its way. If you win the first round, maybe I will even get it from the door wearing only this.” George groaned at the visage of her large breast clad in a bra over the table as she poured a glass of wine. “You ready to bet on your wife’s fertility?”

George smiled, “You bet I am,” he said. “Looking forward to kicking your arse, so you end up with a bastard in your belly.”

Abbey pouted, “You shouldn’t talk about Anthony that way. He may end up being the father of our child.”

George laughed, “So, what’s the game tonight?”

“Gin,” Abbey said. “Most won rounds choose whether I take the pill or not,” she explained. She picked up the deck and gave it a quick shuffle, her breast juggling with the motion. She then handed the deck to George to deal.

The first round went quickly, George had a great start and quickly won.

“Damn,” Abbey said, “Guess I have to grab the pizza from the door like this.”

George smiled, “Quick second round, and if I win, you have to do it topless?”

“You’re on buster,” Abbey shot ack, getting into the competitive spirit.

Unfortunately, there was a knock at the door before they finished the round. Abbey got up and answered the door to find a young woman standing there with the pizzas. Normally their delivery person was a young man. “Hi,” Abbey said in surprise. The woman had a pixie cut but was shaved on one side of the head. Several piercings were visible in that ear.

The uniform was obviously too big for her. The neck sitting at an odd angle showed a tattoo creeping up her neck and running over her shoulder.

She was looking down at the slip on the pizzas as she started to talk, “Two large tits, wow. Sorry, that was rude,” the young woman said, her eyes wide with surprise, the vivid blue shining forth.

“Perfectly alright, dear, I was just expecting a young man,” Abbey said, taking the pizzas from her.

“And you were hoping to tease the crap out of him?” she asked.

“Something like that,” Abbey told her.

The young woman bit her lip, “Well, I should be going,” she said. “Umm, if there are any problems with the pizzas, this is my mobile number.” The young woman said, writing the number on the top of one of the pizza boxes. “I’m sure I can help out,” she turned to leave, “oh, and I finish work around nine, but then would need a shower or smell like oil.”

As George close the door, the young woman looked back over her shoulder and gave her a wink. She came back into the dining room with the pizzas and looked at her husband. “A young delivery woman just hit on me,” she said.

George laughed, “Too young for you, dear,” he said.

Abbey shrugged, “She had a tattoo, must be eighteen. She offered to come back if we have any problems with our pizza and told me she finished at nine but would need a shower.”

George laughed, “Wow, yeah, she was hitting on you pretty hard.”

George started on the pizza as they laughed at the strange encounter. Shortly afterwards, Abbey won that hand. As George dealt the next hand, Abbey picked up her phone. “What are you doing?” he asked.

“Sending that young woman a message,” she explained.

George gagged on nothing, “What? Just like that?”

“Well, if she wants to come back, she should know I’m not alone,” Abbey said.

Partway through the next hand, her phone buzzed, and she checked the message. “Take off your shirt, dear. She wants to know if you are as attractive as I am.”

This time George almost spat his wine. “What?” Abbey ushered him on and he, with a degree of embarrassment, removed his shirt.

She sent that message off before they continued. The phone buzzed again close to the end of the round, and Abbey finished up to win before looking at the message. She laughed, “She says, that’s a face she can’t wait to sit on and hopes the lower half is nice to sit on as well. What do you think, should I invite her back? She was quite attractive, tits not as big as you normally like, but I think you would love to see her looking up at you with her blue eyes as she sucks on your cock with those lips.”

How does George respond?

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