He keeps pretending not to notice

Tom hadn’t been able to sit still since Asha’s last message. His tummy was a pit of worry, while his erection raged on. His mind was full of an endless flow of imagined situations, each more debased than the last. He paced around the apartment, stopping to look out the window every minute or so, looking for Bill’s ute. He didn’t hear Asha’s car, but he was pretty sure he heard her door as she snuck in at some point.

He finally sat down on the couch after an hour of nervous pacing. Despite the sick feeling in his stomach, he couldn’t resist pulling out his phone and scrolling back through all the photos Asha had sent him. It didn’t take long before he had his cock out, furiously jerking it as he stared at the pictures of Bill and Emily out the front of the bar, the two men looking on. He grunted and came, before collapsing back and almost instantly dozing off into a fitful sleep.

He awoke when he heard the door opening. He blinked and looked down shamefully at his cock still out, and the cum drying on his hand. He jumped up and quickly did up his pants. He glanced over to the clock to see that four hours had passed since Asha sent her last photo. He wiped his hand on the back of his pants and quickly strode towards the door. He emerged from the loungeroom to see Emily closing the door behind herself. His mouth dropped open at the sight of her. His eyes darted up and down her body, taking in her smeared makeup, messed up hair, scratched up skin, and what looked like a faint red hand print on one cheek.

Tom gulped. “Hi baby, how was your night?” he stammered out.

Emily grinned. “Oh, we had so much fun! We danced for so long! But then Asha decided we should take this shortcut, and I got all scratched up,” she said with a pout. “Anyway, I better go and have a shower.”

“Yeah, ok,” Tom said lamely as he watched Emily strut past him to the bedroom, unable to take his eyes off her incredible body in the skin-tight outfit. You could see her ass flex and jiggle with every step. He could only imagine what everyone in that bar must have been thinking.